Author: paulaB
American born, Canadian raised, she/her, blogger, photographer, writer, history buff.
A Long Walk To Euston
Just noticed recently, she has white whiskers on her chin. Catch her in the right light, at the right angle, like this morn at dawn. Maybe a little inheritance, somehow, from my bearded Irish lassie? Anywho, 3 or so little white whiskers poke out, right there in the little white spot of her chin. She spent barely 3 weeks with Irish, they have no shared … Continue reading A Long Walk To Euston
The History And Temperament Of The Magical Chihuahua
Not being an aficionado of smaller breeds of dogs, and certainly not Chihuahua’s, I was surprised at a few factoids about them. My experience was generally limited to the Taco Bell dog and yappy little vicious wee monsters, barely registering on my dog-o-meter. Now, sure, Pika’s father may have some, um, trust issues, and his bark registers in octaves that could break glass, and likes … Continue reading The History And Temperament Of The Magical Chihuahua
The Little Chi That Poo’d 💩
Strides have been made, on the surface it would appear otherwise, alas, success is not a science, but a feeling. Such as, the bathroom kennel is working superbly, and now when I leave hear nary a peep, nor a whine. On my return, a sleeply little happy one greets me, and that tis a success, she seems to have no anxiety at separation, solitude is … Continue reading The Little Chi That Poo’d 💩
Have Republicans Sold Their Soul For The Relevance They Were Too Scared To Achieve On Their Own?
Historians, the ones who eat it for breakfast, lunch and dinner, the ones who are sustained by it, who know it like the lines on the palm of their hands. The scholars, the ones with the long view of the world, who see the details of history in a context, to a depth that most of us can probably never truly grasp. So, well over … Continue reading Have Republicans Sold Their Soul For The Relevance They Were Too Scared To Achieve On Their Own?
Impeachment, Though, You Know, Que Sera Sera, And A Quid Nor A Quo, Even So
With the new puppy taking up my time, lavishing me with Pika poo, and playing squeaky toy games with Stink, I’ve engaged in less politics, read less, watched less. Pondering, I suppose, more pondering of late than opinions. No conclusions, though. Finding myself more and more with this desire to just stand back, watch, listen, absorb what is unfolding, but not engage with it. High … Continue reading Impeachment, Though, You Know, Que Sera Sera, And A Quid Nor A Quo, Even So
Do Right-wing Men Just Want Their Mommy?
Just in case all ya ladies out there need a refresher, this gentleman on Twitter has provided us with a helpful list of, um, features we should acquire. Someone should explain to @KellyAnnePolls… “don’t let degeneracy take away your femininity“. Ok, I’ll admit my first reaction was rank ire at the audacity of some shitestain to be dictating to women how to be a woman. … Continue reading Do Right-wing Men Just Want Their Mommy?
Spirit Of The Pack, And Other Tales Of The Pika Daemon Ninja Weasel In Her Natural Environment
Love is… picking up Pika and smelling her wee bum to see if it’s her that stinks. Which of course, being a dog, she completely understands butt sniffs. Tis not her, but in the air, so I get on my hands and knees and go on the hunt. Ah, the joys of puppies. Cute and cuddly buggers, goofy and vicious all wrapped up in such … Continue reading Spirit Of The Pack, And Other Tales Of The Pika Daemon Ninja Weasel In Her Natural Environment
Lessons From The Pack Whilst Heading Down i95
Every once in a while, for summer vacation, or for Christmas, my younger sister and I would be awoken well before the dawn, bags packed the night before sitting in a pile in the living room, ready for dad to work his magic of getting it all to fit into the trunk of whatever vehicle we had at the time. These early mornings were how … Continue reading Lessons From The Pack Whilst Heading Down i95
Let Me Tell Ya Bout My Flying Chihuahua Ninja Weasel
She is so small she fits under everything, and is impossible to catch. With her head cocked to the one side, her cuteness betrays a quick and devious mind. Seriously friggin’ devious, I have not blawdy encountered one as devious. At 4 months, she is clever and curious, and so not to be trusted, not.at.all. Apparently, besides being an escape artist, my wee Chi is … Continue reading Let Me Tell Ya Bout My Flying Chihuahua Ninja Weasel
Houdini, Loyal Lap dogs And Sycophants, Be D@mned
Ok, so came home from work a few days ago to be met at the door by the wee daemon ninja weasel. Which was kinda a surprise since I’d put her in her crate when I left. Went over to said crate to find she had somehow figured out the zipper and had unzipped the one flap. This would, no doubt, be the reason I … Continue reading Houdini, Loyal Lap dogs And Sycophants, Be D@mned
My Vicious Little Vixen Eviscerates, And Ain’t No Victim, I’m Predictin’
Here she is curled up on my lap, this cuddly wee bundle of puppy joy, she is the quintessential lap dog. You know, she actually is the dog all my other big dogs wanted to be. Certainly the sort of doggy-o our first Doberman Jinx always wished she were, rather than her gigantic 130 pound (58.97 kg) or so big chested Doberman Pinscher self. Now, … Continue reading My Vicious Little Vixen Eviscerates, And Ain’t No Victim, I’m Predictin’
Old Dog Toys Teach A New Dog Poise
The pint size puppa-roonie and I are settling in, getting used to that empty space in our lives, with Irish gone. Though, bits and pieces of her wuft out from under dressers, and so she is still ever present. Now Pika, I don’t know what she feels, but I will say that when the mobile vet arrived at the door, it was her wee feet … Continue reading Old Dog Toys Teach A New Dog Poise
by PaulaB 