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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
About this Cat confusion
Some readers have told me they are confused about my Cat. They say I talk about Cat all the time but how can a Cat own a Hattie? And didn’t I say Smudge went to the Bridge? If I cared … Continue reading
Posted in San Antonio, Winston
Tagged Bridge, Cat, Confusion, Dad, Exclamation Point, Hattie, Mom, Naming, puppy, Smudge, Visits, weekend
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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
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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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
Rain and clouds
Today has been dark and overcast and I have had the sads. I don’t know why it makes me so unhappy when the weather is gloomy but it’s like the gloom is in me too. I grumped at the puppy … Continue reading