It must be spring: the ice cream truck just rolled slowly down my street, playing that horrid tinny music, prompting every child and woman within earshot to rush out the front door, pocket change in hand. Mr. Good Humour doesn’t need abs of steel, perfect teeth, or glossy hair to attract women. He gets by…
Author: Kay at Blue Speckled Pup
I spend my weekdays days teaching junior high fashion and fitness courses. I spend the rest of my life making up recipes and ignoring my measuring cups, singing, dancing, writing, and making dinosaur noises.
I'm clumsy, passionate, spontaneous, and rather ridiculous. Luckily for me, I am married to a wonderful man who balances me perfectly. We live in Alberta, Canada, with two lovely dogs and one dumb cat.
Mammal Mondays: All Bite and No (More) Bark
Most dogs pee on trees. Sherman eats them. Exhibit A: The flowering purple something-or-other bush in the backyard and the other lovely (but probably-not-flowering shrub), last September. Note the innocent appearance of the beast in the foreground. I spent much of the winter looking forward to my trees and shrubs bursting forth with new life….
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