Friday, August 27, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
- How to Eat a Poem by Eve Merriam
- Don't be polite.
- Bite in.
- may run down your chin.
It is ready and ripe now, whenever you are.
You do not need a knife or fork or spoon
or plate or napkin or tablecloth.
For there is no core
to throw away.
by Bailey Tuckerman Kent
Slip into the living room
While Rich is lost in his words.
a dusty paperback
Pick it up with your fingers and lick the juice that
Monday, August 16, 2010
I taught Bailey how to sit and shake his paw to receive a treat. This teaching has created a growing problem. A problem, you ask? But he's a smart dog, you might say. Now, when Bailey decides he wants a treat, he starts howling and lifting his paw. I captured this act on "film" this morning. He had me laughing out loud when he started this routine of sitting, lifting his paw, and howling.... Yep, he's a smart dog.
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Uncle Allen has a sour dough starter that he whips into the best pizza crust on the planet. With a wonderful array of veggies and wheat spaghetti, Allen's pizza is a hit on Burt's point. Need less to say, Bailey stood in line endlessly and then scrounged in the sand for spills and leftovers.
Thursday, August 12, 2010
If you know me well, I have three ways outside of work to "break up" my life (that's such a pathetic choice of words)... anyway, they include
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Our neighbors Aunt Barbara and Uncle John Bartash--true dog lovers and generous friends-- delivered gifts galore today including toys and leashes and a water bowl and pix frames and an absorbent towel ... Gosh! Bailey is going nuts and has even tossed aside his precious Gatorade bottle for a tennis ball toy and a heavy rubber soccer ball. They've also loaned us a collection of soft crates... Oh, and I'd be remiss in not mentioning the a 2005 California red from Chateau La Paws for me! Thanks so much, Neighbors!
Monday, August 9, 2010
The new collar, with stitched name and cell phone number, is a just a bit big right now, but that's OK. Bailey found another use for it this evening. And the name tag--a bone with BAILY engraved on it-- announces his presence in a room with a soft ringing sound. Thanks, Friends!
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
Bailey enjoyed a visit today from his Uncle Jerry from Florida. A dog person for years, Uncle Jerry kept Bailey on a tight, but happy leash.
Friday, August 6, 2010
OK. I hope no one was listening in as I played hide-n-seek with Bailey for 15 minutes. Having a 14 room house makes for an interesting game. And I must admit, I scared the "bejesus" out of him several time. But I made up with big hugs and soon a great-tasting peanut butter and kibbles kong. These pix are in the middle of our house game. Oh, and we went to Uncle Doctor Fred: Bailey weighs in at 27.7.... 10 pounds gained since July 10th. Holy flying cows!