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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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Thanksbarking!
Hi! It’s me, Marigold! This has been the BEST year ever! I am sorry I have been away from this for so long but I have been SO busy this year! Last year ended really badly. Here is my buddy … Continue reading
My exclamation point is gone
Hi. It’s me, Marigold. I’ve always been happy to post here when Winston would let me. Excited even. I know I overdid the exclamation points when I posted. Sorry about that. Today, this is now my blog. And I’m so … Continue reading
Posted in Bailey, Clementine, Marigold, San Antonio, Winston
Tagged Bailey, Clemmie, Dad, Mom, Rainbow Bridge, sad, vet, Winston
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Football, You Bet!
So, it’s been kind of quiet since the Winston club expanded earlier this year. Mom and Dad sleep all the time now and keep talking about how old they are. Adding another Winston is apparently exhausting. And they’re not old. … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
Tagged blanket, Dad, Football, Keegan, Marin, Mom, pillow, Tiffany, Winston Club
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Eleventy!
So, apparently, today I am eleventy. It has been a wild year. My Cat got married to her hooman Winston and now the Winston club is permanent! That’s kind of a birthday present for him, but it’s my birthday, so … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
Tagged Bacon, birthday, Cat, Clementine, Dad, Hooman Winston, Marigold, Marin, Mom, Winston, Winston Club
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More Spa Time
So Mom and Dad took us for a ride to prison on Sunday. Marigold loves it, and I have to admit that since they bought a couch for us to watch TV on, it isn’t all that different from home. … Continue reading
Tree!
Hi! It’s Marigold! Mom says today I’m a TREE! I thought I was a dog, but apparently I am now TREE! She also said I no longer am Terrible Toes! I feel the same, but I’m am clearly different to … Continue reading
Posted in Marigold, San Antonio
Tagged birthday, cake, friends, Marigold, Mom, pictures, pink hats, Spa, Terrible Toes, Tree
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Man of the House
So Dad and Mom were sick all day yesterday, which left me in charge. I mean, I think I should always be in charge, but I’m not sure my parents can afford that much Ice Cream. Apparently Marin was ill … Continue reading
Back
So. Been a pretty busy year so far. My hoomans said there is no such thing as “down time” whatever that is. I like laying down a lot but Dad says I have no sense of time or something. Who … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
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Marin Mystery Solved!
So last weekend, Marigold and I went to jail again. Dad calls it a spa, but no one takes his jokes seriously. Mom and Dad came back with Hank the Interloper who gave me the scoop. Tiffany DID have a … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
Tagged Dad, Hank, Hooman Puppy, jail, Marin, Mom, Tiffany
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The Bird Is The Word
Ever since I can remember, every fall, there has been this amazing opportunity when Dad brings a large bird in from his office. I call this “Bird Day.” Dad calls his office a “Casita” now because he thinks he has … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
Tagged Bird Day, Casita, Clemmie, Dad, fridge, Hank, Hattie, Mom, Pup-a-roni, Smudge, trip
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