Category Archives: Pets

Mr. Sam I Am

One of my loves!  Sweet Sam or Mr. Sam I Am.  I love how he sports his chest hair with pride.  I might have to start calling him my little man!DSC_0998


Fall Photography

After having a day long melt down yesterday, me and the boys went into the bush today. We worked at getting grounded and calming my brain down.  Dogs and nature are better than meds!!

Sweet Sam
Highbush Cranberries
Happy Brothers




Anger, beauty and my boys

How can I be so angry, hurt and lonely when there is all this beauty and so reasons to smile around me?

The boys are really keen on doing obedience training.  Sam is a so smart and eager.  Hepzee has always been harder to train because he wasn’t food motivated, but that’s changing.  He now loves his food and is willing to work for it.

I’m embarrassed to say that we’ve never managed to leash train ourselves.  We work at it every summer, then give up.  I was amazed when I put the leashes on them yesterday, they both walked like pros.

I’m off to therapy in a few minutes.  Going to see if I can dissipate some of this anger and hurt.

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Tongues out, it’s a good evening

Went on a bike ride today to clear the obsessive thoughts running through my mind.  Chose to enjoy my family of choice rather than wasting energy on my family of origin and their manipulations. Good choice if I might say so!

Hell’s Bells


Hephzibah:  I’m worried about Mom.

Sweet Sam:  How so?

Hephzibah:  She keeps talking about how lonely she is.  The conversation always ends with her wishing for a man in her life.

Sweet Sam:  Hell’s bell’s, we have to nip that in the bud.

Hephzibah:  That’s what I’m thinking, we need to stay a single parent family.  We are NOT sharing a bed!

Sweet Sam:  Well, Big Bro, what’s the plan?

Hephzibah:  I’m pretty sure a shiny new pickup truck is on the list of “must have’s” for a potential mate, so I’ll pee on all the tires before he even opens the door.  You do anything that involves cow shit and your entire body.

Sweet Sam:  Sweet!!  Can do.

Hephzibah:  If that fails, I’ve got a Plan B.  Pee on him.

Sweet Sam:  Excellent.  Good talk H!


standing over my pooping dog

I am the mother who stands over her pooping dog so I can analyze whether they are dying or not. (Anxious much?)

Sweet Sam’s poop has not been healthy for a few days. Black diarrhea and terrible gas. I’m trying not to panic and when I saw the two tone poop this afternoon I felt a bit of relief. 

Here’s to hoping that tomorrow brings contains the firm dark brown poop that I really want to see.