Category Archives: Pippin
Tonight is the full moon of Aquarius. It’s a good night for meditating. Especially if you have a headache and don’t care to do anything else. Luigi oftentimes will hide outside when I’m bringing everyone in. So does Baby, but … Continue reading
Dobies love the sun. Yes, they do. Here we have the south Florida Dobie midday sun bathing ritual. Being we hardly have any trees in the back yard anymore, this ritual has become a very easy acitivity to take part … Continue reading
Do you know any of Pippin’s nicknames? The Pippinator. Pippin Shitz. Those are two. Last night she was The Pippinator. I had pulled out of the crockpot, the 2 pounds or so of piping hot ground turkey, and placed it on top … Continue reading
I stated yesterday that Pippin over-estimates her limitations and animal prowess, which leads her to have her own shelf in the medicine cabinet filled with Pippin bandages, antibiotic creams, anti-inflammatories, and the like. Here is an example of Pippin’s over-inflated … Continue reading