From "The Puppy Files"

These are the days of our lives...

Because Chicks Love Shoes

Friday Salute to the cute AND comfortable shoe for work or play! God Bless Payless!

Smeagles, we must cheat!

Photos for Thought

Sometimes, you can catch the perfect, unguarded, unthought smile with a camera. No posing here. Just happy.

Dew enjoys chew toys more than most dogs. I am certain that someone whispered into her ear, that chewing her toys beyond recognition was her life's challenge!

The Great Mancini is keeping a watchful eye atop his kitchen perch. From his position, he may behold all the general splendor of the kitchen tile that lay before him.

Proof that God makes flowers grow....not me!

Our neighbors went bankrupt in December and left behind their beautiful home. It is going up for sale next month and the asking price is $65,500. It is nicer than my house! I should have waited a little longer to buy a house, I guess!

My Abbey Girl is quite hot in the summer time. She has been enjoying frequent visits to the "bow-wow" beach in Stow. She loves to swim out and fetch the tennis balls we throw!

Mending Broken Hearts

Tonight, I got to make my mama so happy. Before I tell you what I did, I must share a sad story with you. In December, my mother lost her best friend in the whole wide world. Her pug dog- Pebbles. Pebbles was one of my childhood pets that became my mom's pet. Long after each of us grew up and moved out, Pebbles the Pug remained loyally at my mother's side as she faced empty-nest syndrome. She was there when my mom's mom died and when she faced a very scary health crisis. But, after 13 years of loyal love and devotion, Pebbles died a few days before last Christmas. My mother was shattered. No dog in the world could replace her Pebbles. Several months have pasted and my mom stills sheds tears over her lost companion, but today I gave her a beautiful baby puglet. She is all wrinkly and snorty like pugs should be and it was worth every dollar in my pocket to see my mom scream when I handed her the tiny 8 ounce puppy. She of course became all teary-eyed like women do when something is too joyful to hold inside and I couldn't help but feel like the best daughter in the world. She called me this evening and told me how she had spent a small fortune at the store buying all of her "Allie-Girl's" new toys, food and bed. Tomorrow is a new day for my mom and I hope it is filled with all the love and puppy kisses she deserves.