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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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Tag Archives: Dad
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
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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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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My new thing!
Mom and Dad go get ice cream sometimes. And they want me to go with them! I get to ride copilot and keep my head next to Mom on the armrest. Tonight Mom even let me finish her cone! YUMMY! … Continue reading
Thunder and Lightning
I hate the loud booms and the flashes of light. Dad is not here so I have to be the man of the house but I’m skeered. Mommy let me sleep on Dad’s side of the bed so it’s not … Continue reading
Posted in North Texas, Winston
Tagged bed, boom, Dad, lightning, man of the house, Mom, skeered, sleep, thunder
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Rotten Day
I felt so bad all day today. Mom wrapped me up in a blanked and I slept past noon. And yes, I’m sleeping in Clemmie’s bed. I sleep there a lot because it still smells a little like her. So … Continue reading