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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: Hank
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
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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Hooman Puppies?
What’s all this about hooman puppies? Last night Dad was building some sort of weird thing with wheels and grumping at it. Kind of like when I’m with Marigold. But he and Mom kept talking about Marin and a hooman … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio
Tagged Dad, Hank, Hooman Puppies, ice cream, Keegan, Marigold, Mom, Play, puppies, Tiffany, Wheels
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Birthday’s Are The Best!
Hi! It’s Me! Marigold! Mom had a birthday this weekend and I got a present! All my buddies came to play! Hank and Hattie were here AT THE SAME TIME! Does it get more awesome than that!?! And they brought all … Continue reading
Uh Oh.
Apparently an invasion is coming. Mom’s having a birthday and she says Crazy Hattie AND Hank the Christmas Interloper are coming. Surely that can’t be her birthday present? I mean, that’s a disaster! And Marigold is not feeling well – … Continue reading