Charlie Brown

I am the owner of a fat little mutt named Charlie Brown.

(We call him Charles when he's in trouble.) 

He's lazy, eats almost anything, and I love him terribly.

My mom named him after her favorite cartoon character, and he's been her little shadow ever since. 

Even though Mom never wanted a dog, she and Charlie became the best of friends.

Whenever I'm sad, Charlie can be found scratching at my door whimpering. He loves to comfort people with little kisses and snuggles.

I know that dogs aren't people and that some just don't understand how you can "love" an animal, but Charlie is special to me and will always have a place in my heart.

To My Pooch...

This is my 9 year old puppy, Charlie.

He's a mutt, and I love him. (not more than I love you Mike)

He's getting up there in dog years and I know that someday soon I'll get a call from Mom telling me that my little bundle of fluffy happiness has gone away. But until then, I still enjoy playing with him and chasing him around the house. My family and fiancée still roll their eyes at me when I dress Charlie up or "dance" with him. I don't mind. 

The poor little guy is getting arthritis in one of his front paws. Sometimes he can't make his way up to my bed so a little whimper let's me know that assistance is needed. 

Some funnies...

"If you want the best seat in the house, move the dog."

"If your dog is fat, you aren't getting enough exercise."

(hmmm...thinking there is some truth to this one)

"There is no snooze button on a dog who wants breakfast."

"When dogs leap onto your bed, it's because they adore being with you. When cats leap onto your bed, it's because they adore your bed."

Do you have pets?

DIY Dog Treats

Photograhpy Portfolio- The Leftovers

Computer Troubles

As you all know by now, I love pictures. I take quite a few of them every day.

Last night I was trying to load some pictures onto my laptop and forgot to remove the memory card.

As I woke up today I packed my bag and hurried off to class only to find that I had (again) jammed the card into the little reading slot and couldn't get it out. I say "again" because this is what happened when I was on the plane to get back to school. I know one of the Tech guys here and he had to pull it out for me with some pliers. It was rather embarrassing, especially since all the tech guys were standing around laughing at my predicament.

Sigh...I did have some pictures I wanted to show you all, but we'll just have to wait until I can run down there and have them fix it.

:-/