I find, when I tap into my memory bank, that sound is most frequently my touchstone. I think of a scene and I hear it.
As long as she gets to chase the ball, our 70 pound Labradoodle Chloe is happy. Reward her with a little treat and she’ll drop it at our feet so we’ll throw it out for her to fetch again. “Retrievers love balls,” our vet explained during a visit, “it’s a trait of the breed.” The need to pursue aContinue reading “A Dog’s Life”
Trying to contain the virus without rapid testing results is like trying to fight someone with one hand tied behind your back.
Trying to offer condolences–My words feel hollow when what I would like to do is give her a hug, now an impossibility.
Our dog looks a little depressed to me, unable to interact with new humans and no longer able to sniff and say hello to her four-footed friends due to social distancing.
The tire tracks and the “X” for an eye seem to be appropriate for the chicken now positioned in the former location of “Chicken of the Sea” which has evidently been driven over too many times by negligent motorists to make a comeback. The next time you take a walk in Annapolis’s Arts and EntertainmentContinue reading “Annapolis April walking adventures”
The importance of relativity came across to me physically and mentally, on my many levels this past week. On a physical level, this new wisdom manifested itself in the size of dogs. That’s right. Dogs. Last night, having not seen Halo and Leopold, dogs belonging to my son Chris and his fiancée Laura in someContinue reading “The size of Labradoodles and importance of comfort food”
It has been several weeks since I’ve posted in this blog, although I have been faithfully posting at least once a week on the Annapolis Taste blog. So if you are ever wondering what I’ve been up to, you could check there. Back in July one of the members of my book club generously openedContinue reading “Catching Up after Maine, Work, and a Birthday”
It was a soggy Saturday for my birthday yesterday, but I’ve had an okay weekend so far if I include Friday. Friday morning we launched Maryland’s newest magazine, Chesapeake TASTE, and had a lively breakfast gathering on the roof of Metropolitan Kitchen and Lounge. From the phone calls I’ve been receiving, the response on contentContinue reading “Chespeake TASTE editor and her labradoodle”
Chloe the sweetheart labradoodle is sleeping at the moment, but that’s rare because she’s usually busy doing something… chewing, digging, chewing some more, chasing a toy, jumping up and down hoping to be noticed. She likes to play and my husband Peter can get her to take a walk all the way downtown, about aContinue reading “Puppy 102”
This morning we were greeted by a thin blanket of snow on the ground. 12 week-old puppy Chloe has seen and walked on snow before. I worried about slipping on the icy steps. She sniffed and pounced on tree roots and dug under the snow to find dried leaves. My intent was to see sheContinue reading “Puppy Life Lessons”
My new puppy Chloe is now 12 weeks old and she is growing quickly. What a chow hound. As soon as she sees her food bowl coming, she starts jumping frantically in anticipation. While I know it is good training practice to reinforce the concept that a dog should settle down and “stay” before startingContinue reading “Puppy 101”
2012 got off to a wonderful start with the arrival of Chloe a beautiful Labradoodle puppy (now 10 weeks old). While I did have every intention of adopting a Golden Retriever rescue, fate had other plans. And perhaps with all our strong memories of our beloved Grace of Naptown, it better that we have switchedContinue reading “New Puppy & New Magazine!”
I have now been officially approved to adopt a Golden Retriever from either of the two local rescue organizations: GRREAT (Golden Retriever Rescue Education and Training) and Goldenheart. These are two excellent volunteer organizations which work hard to make certain that Goldens that are abandoned, lost, or displaced find good lifetime homes. They take painsContinue reading “Adopting a Dog is Serious Business”
Last night a volunteer from G.R.R.E.A.T. came to visit our house. (G.R.R.E.A.T. stands for Golden Retriever Rescue, Education and Training) She brought her big cuddly bear of a dog, Ozzie, with her to explain the G.R.R.E.A.T. adoption process. Ozzie investigated our house, including the side-yard and even went down into the basement, while we talkedContinue reading “Goldens are Great!”