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About Me
Clemmie was a French hound, who lived in Houston, temporarily relocated to France...or so her mom said, and spent her final days in North Texas. She loved living on the Northshore and all the places she went, lived for tummy rubs, preppy things, loved Ralph, tolerated her sibling Winston (who now writes this blog) and looked up to a big blonde Mama Dog named Blondie. Also, she was terrified of what seemed to be a mountain lion that liked to sit at the top of her stairs.
When this started, she lived on the North Shore of Lake Ponchatrain. Winston and his new buddy Marigold still live along I-10, but in the Spanish version of New Orleans, deep in the heart of Texas.
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Category Archives: North Texas
Down!
Mom likes to watch a show that sounds like Down! But the cool thing is that sometimes I get to watch it with her on the bed. Dad doesn’t like Down much so I get the bed and Mom to … Continue reading
Posted in North Texas, Winston
Tagged bed, car rides, chicken snacks, cool, Dad, Down!, food, Mom
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Christmas
So Dad was calling me “The Winch” because I seem to have a heart that is 3 sizes too small. And Mom has had every Christmas movie under the sun on non-stop rotation since October or so. And I decided … Continue reading
Not selfish!
Mom says I’m needy. All I want is her all to myself all the time. How is that needy? The Win Man!
Going to prison.
We got to go home to see Nan and Pop! and for some reason the puppy came with us. I had a great time! I got to visit with Nan and Pop and hang out with Dad while he sat downstairs. … Continue reading
Posted in North Texas, Winston
Tagged Bacon, bones, Bones and Bacon, catastrophe, crazy, Dad, drive, Marigold, Mom, Nan, peace, Pop, Prison, puppy, quiet, raining puppies, Thanksgiving, visit
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Skeered
I do not like the thunderstorms. Not one bit. I do not like the thunder. Not one bit. I do not like the lightning. Not one bit. Why does it make so much noise? I miss Clemmie. We could freak … Continue reading
Posted in North Texas, Winston
Tagged Clementine, freak out, lightning, Mom, noise, thunder, thunderstorms
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Dad’s home.
I guess Mom is going to let him sleep in my spot on the bed.
Meat Man?
Mom told Dad not to answer the door because it was the Meat Man? Why Not? That Sounds FANTASTIC! I bet I could be his best friend and make sure he didn’t have to carry anything heavy but me. The … Continue reading
Posted in North Texas, Winston
Tagged best friend, Dad, door, fantastic, heavy, Meat Man, Mom
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