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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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The Christmas Interloper is BACK!
So the big dog that came at Christmas has returned but this time I have chased him out of the house and bedroom. Well, barked at him until Dad made him go outside and then sleep downstairs. Dad stayed downstairs … Continue reading →
Work? What is work?
So Mom got a “job” and has to go to “work.” I miss having Mom home all day. At least she takes the puppy with her so I have the house to myself. I don’t mind quiet days unless I’m … Continue reading →
Christmas Interloper
I’m upstairs snug in my bed. But that isn’t a good thing. It seems there is an interloper downstairs and I have been banished in my own house. For some reason a man isn’t allowed to growl and snarl and … Continue reading →
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Mom’s Home!!!!!!!!!!
Mom came home tonight! I barked at her for a long time to let her know she better not leave again. I like Dad, but mostly he’s a food dispenser. Mom brings the love. The Win Man!