What? I made the effort to cut and stuff a pork tenderloin and all I filled it with was chives? Well, maybe one or two other things. Remember, simple can be good and being complicated for the sake of complication can simply be confusing. I was on a mission to make the perfect Pork Tenderloin Spiral a few summers ago, as outlined in my Grilled Pork stuffed with Pesto and … Continue reading →
They're big girls now – full-fledged dogs, er, bitches. Well, not Bonnie. Bonnie is the devil. This used to be a bed of iris. There were 4 different colors. They were all beautiful. They were just getting ready to bloom. First, Bonnie ate all she could, then came in the house and threw it all up at my feet. Then she and Guapa roll around in what was left of … Continue reading →
'The Devil made me do it.' Or so Bonnie likes to tell me. She has certainly had a bit of the devil in her lately. Since catching the bunny, almost 2 weeks ago, she has been taking her new role as Bunny Slayer very seriously. What that involves, mostly, is running off as fast as she can whenever she can. We had thought Guapa was the fast one. … Continue reading →
The puppies' lives have returned to normal. First Bonnie was spayed, followed by 10 days of strictly enforced no-rough-play-time. As they know of no other way to play, that meant no play-time. They had to be walked separately and let outside to pee seperately. I played with both of them – but it just wasn't the same. Bonnie got the all-clear and they spent 3 happy days tearing up … Continue reading →
A wuss; a wimp; a cry-baby. Bonnie is a baby. She was a fierce puppy, as you can see. Now she's a baby. She was spayed last week. She did not take it at all well. When we went to pick her up I heard her start crying the minute I spoke to the assistant. When the assistant went to get her, she had to almost drag Bonnie out of … Continue reading →
Taking photos of puppies is not easy. I have the perfect pose but before my brain can send the signal to my finger it's gone. Bonnie was hiding from me, under a bench: Guapa was trying to eat the camera lens: We've made some progress this week. If I hold a treat an inch from the nose and quickly lower it to the ground I can get them both 'down'. … Continue reading →
Nothing like a little rain, a little dirt and white (and black / brown) puppies. They are, like all of their ilk, going back 5 generations, self-cleaning dogs. Which means they come into the house caked in mud and lay down for a nap. Sometime later, nap over, they get up, all clean…. leaving behind a pile of dirt. Sedi, our Alsatian, was not self-cleaning. When she got dirty I … Continue reading →
