Sweet November

It appears November has almost come and gone faster than anticipated.

This dog has been busy with multiple projects and has had all four paws clicking away.

Recently Mocha and I have been busy in the studio as muses for M and M. I've even taken a liking to charcoal again and made a few smudges here and there. Matt stopped by last week and took me for a walk down at Balboa. I got a frozen banana on a stick and I must say--yum! Matt will be here for Thanksgiving and says he has a big surprise for me! I'm so excited.

In the backyard, the cat we call Marmalade hasn't been around much. We're pretty sure she's not too fond of having me sit and watch her from the family room as she rests under MY lemon tree. Mocha says not to worry. I've decided to just stare at her and that has paid off, lol. I think I'm winning so far. But I'm pretty sure she's the one leaving me half eaten lemons at the back door. Woof!

Since the holidays are coming...

Please try and remember the shelter dog and cats. Drop by a county animal shelter and give a few pets to the animals for five minutes. Those five minutes don't take much time. Plus, the time you give to a shelter dog or cat helps them in ways you'll never know. I know, I was in a shelter once and everyone who took the time to scratch under my chin made the moments behind the cold bars a little less scary. Even if you never plan on adopting an animal, the time you take out of your day to spend a few minutes with them will be priceless for the both of you. Please give the gift of five minutes during the busy holidays.

That's all for now.

Bark at you later,
PJ the dog blogging dog :-)

Ouch Day on Saturday

My best buddy, Mocha, stepped on a thorn this past Saturday. We were walking around the neighborhood and Mrs. Julia happened to be pruning her beautiful Queen Anne roses. The roses, which form a winding walkway to her maple doors, were about six feet tall prior to the pruning. Of course, since it's June, Mocha and I weren't expecting rose branches to be scattered across our path as we raced by as we were playing "Indy 500" as usual. But Mrs. Julia hadn't gotten around to the roses in March since her nephew had been in town and staying with her (he's a swell boy who loved teaching Mocha and I how to play frisbee). Needless to say, Mocha hit the skids just as his back paw landed on a doozy of a branch. The thorn had gone in...deep. The howl I heard made me drop to the ground with my belly hugging the sidewalk in fear.

Mrs. Julia got a hold of Mocha and with these ghastly tweezers (yikes!) pulled a one inch thorn from Mocha's paw. I felt so bad for Mocha. His whimpers made me shiver. Mrs. Julia walked him home and told me to scoot on home myself.

Mocha's Dad called M to let me know he's all bandaged and had a warm meal in his tummy. Sunday turned out to be us watching horror flicks (The Invasion and Diary of the Dead) while Mocha got "couch" treatment which included gourmet meals, sips of coffee, and belly rubs. His recovery is going great.

I'm going to make a homemade "Get Well Soon" card. After all, glitter and glue have a way of cheering up a dog.

I even heard Mrs. Julia sent over a plate of homemade peanut butter doggie biscuits (in the shape of flowers, lol).

Bark at you later,
PJ the dog blogging dog :-)

A Little Dog Nap

Today, I was a lazy dog.

I found a wonderful new napping place. In the backyard there is a nice spot next to the trellis of white iceland roses. Perfect spot. The breeze across Saddleback Mountain brings a lovely aroma of rose blossoms. The mulch warms up by midmorning and the violets below are like soft fuzzy pillows. I managed to nap there for over an hour before I awoke to Mocha licking my paw. He wanted to go for an afternoon walk together.

Here's to a wonderful weekend!

Bark at you later,
PJ the dog blogging dog :-)