No, she’s not supposed to be up there doing this. … Continue reading
Category Archives: Raven
If I don’t play with her, I don’t get to finish doing laundry or weeding or picking up doo-doo. Ignoring Raven is hard work. Have you ever tried stepping over a 2-foot 4-legged big-eyed tornado? … Continue reading
This is one of Raven’s looks when she doesn’t get her way. Lovely, isn’t she? She is foaming at the mouth after barking and barking and barking at me to serve her dinner first. I don’t. That’s why she looks … Continue reading
I want that coconut! … Continue reading
Raven is still here. Still the four-legged demanding, center-of-the-universe Doberpup who walked in the front door 3 months ago. What scares me is she’s growing on me. Good Lord. Everything she sees is hers. Even if someone else has it. … Continue reading