The weather has been really weird here. Last week it rained in the midst of some super hot days and one semi-chilly day. Today it was 92 degrees...um, it is October. I'm in a tank top...what is wrong with this picture? Sometimes I miss "fall"...but it's fleeting.
This weekend my friend Darren had his bday party and we drove down to Orange County to hang with everyone. Per usual we had a great time. Here are some pictures of the festivities.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
A weekend of Louis
The boys love each other. :) It is slightly adorable.
Look what I can do! For chicken sausage!!
I sit so very nicely when there is yummy-smelling human food close by and friendly people who feel sorry for me after being at the vet.
I sit so very nicely when there is yummy-smelling human food close by and friendly people who feel sorry for me after being at the vet.
This picture is for my dad....my boy and I walked around the Grove/Farmer's Market for awhile Sunday afternoon and were looking through the cheap Hollywood touristy gifts. One was a bunch of personalized license plates. They had Brendan and Cameron and names that aren't that common, but no Molly. The next turnstile had dog ones for you to buy that said "My Best Friend" and then a dog name. I turned it around and said, "What, no Molly here either??!" But then I realized...Molly was the only name that was sold out. Ha. My name sure is popular with the canines.
Louis the pug has been itchy, poor guy. So Saturday meant a vet appointment for Mr. Pugmire. He was very brave but his tail went straight in spite of us reassuring him throughout the appointment. That's a typical pug trait..straight tail instead of a curl when tired or sad or nervous.
Louis the pug has been itchy, poor guy. So Saturday meant a vet appointment for Mr. Pugmire. He was very brave but his tail went straight in spite of us reassuring him throughout the appointment. That's a typical pug trait..straight tail instead of a curl when tired or sad or nervous.
Afterwards we went to Hugo's and Louis was thrilled with his bites of sausage. He was a good boy.
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