Archive for October, 2010

October 30, 2010

A Morning in the Park

A couple weeks ago I took Tinsley to a little park near the house to have a quick breakfast with my mom before we had to head to the airport. Breakfast turned into an impromptu mini photo session with the wonder pug. She proved that while she is failing sit and down in her obedience class, the A+ in stay is making her photographer mommy very happy 🙂

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October 29, 2010

It’s Not Easy Being Green

Ok, it isn’t really all that hard.

October 25, 2010


Sometimes, to get a shot like this…

…you have to be patient and allow your subject to slowly get comfortable with the idea of being in front of the camera

October 24, 2010

Fuzzy Face

I miss his fuzzy face.

A while back he had to have some minor surgery on his chin. I knew the vet was going to shave the entire chin area, so to avoid a silly looking dog I had the groomer cut his entire face down. And I HATED it. I still hate it. I am unhappy to say his face hair is taking a ridiculously long time to grow back. I suspect it may be out of spite, after making fun of the new haircut too much 😉 Now my dog reminds me of a man that has had a beard for as long as anyone can remember, and then with no consideration for others, goes off and shaves that beard. Leaving everyone weirded out and uncomfortable around the naked chin.

I want the fuzzy face back.

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October 22, 2010

Floral Arrangement

I was just going through some files and realized I have lots of photos that were never shared. Ooops! I need to work on being a better blogger 🙂 In the meantime…a bouqet for you~

October 21, 2010

A Beautiful Mistake

I managed to shoot at the wrong iso. It is blurry and grainy. And I love it ever so much. Sometimes mistakes are beautiful.

October 15, 2010

Adventures in Sitting…and Dog Walking MMA-Style

She’s cute, right? She looks sweet, right? She looks like she would be an easy-going, cooperative little puggy, right? And for the most part she really is all those things. Except for a little itty bitty teeny tiny problem with being stubborn.

Case in point….sitting. You ask a dog to sit, they sit. Ok, maybe not right away, but eventually with some sweet talking and treat bribing, they sit. I have had Pug Tinsley for four months and try as I might I cannot get this girl to sit. So I decided to step up my efforts and sign up for a basic obedience class.

Wednesday night was our first class. They call each dog into the ring individually. As I sit, nervously waiting for Tinsley to be called, I watch the other dogs as they approach the trainer. As they meet, the trainer asks the owner to have their dog sit. Uh-oh. I watch. Every. Single. Dog sits. Every one. And then they call us. *sigh* We approach the trainer. “please have Tinsley sit.” My face turns a shade of red. “ummm, that’s why we’re here….she can’t sit.” time to make me more red….”you’re dog CAN’T sit?! She has never sat a day in her life?! This is an amazing dog!!!” *sigh* “ok, let me re-phrase…my dog CAN sit, she just won’t on command.”

And this is when I would like to give Tinsley a sweet little pat on the head for backing her mommy up….because for the entire class, she never sat. Not once. While the trainer was talking I could see her eyes always going back to Tinsley. And always, Tinsley was standing there. Not sitting. So when the time came for us to practice the sit command, I must have looked officially defeated because all three trainers came to my aid….and all three trainers failed to get Pug Tinsley to sit. Epic failure. 🙂 The German Shepards? They were all sitting. The labs? sitting. The Standard Poodle? sitting. And the Spaniel? yup, totally sitting. And there stood Tinsley. This is going to be an interesting 7 weeks 😉

We had a visit with the vet yesterday. While there, I voiced a concern I had about something that has happened to us twice while walking. And the visit in my vet’s office went in a hilarious direction….with the diagnosis being that my Pug is like an MMA (mixed martial arts) fighter. Rewind a moment….twice while walking with a choke collar, my dog has passed out. Scary right? Trust me….very scary. And just so you don’t think that I am an evil rotten doggy mom, this happens in a very short period of time, I am not allowing her to pull tight on the chain for any length of time. Example…from my mailbox to my car (which is maybe 30 feet). So- back to the diagnosis…my 14 lb pug is hardcore lol. Like an MMA fighter, she overrides the urge to tap out, and get instant relief from being choked. Instead she pushes on, until she chokes herself out. Remedy….obviously no more chains.

Little mini pug Tinsley has been such a fun addition to our household. But goodness, she has presented some interesting challenges lol. I suspect having her in our lives will be quite an adventure 🙂

October 8, 2010

Another Friday Five?

Sure, why not?

1.  Aging.  So, ummmmmmmm, I have a confession. There is this radio station. We listen to it at work. And I love it. And I may have then programmed it into my car radio.  And their tag line? Soft & Contemporary. ouch.

2.  Candy Corn.  Not sure if I even need to expand on this?

3.  Working Out.  So here is the deal. I had an office job. I got a new job that is very much NOT an office job. Since December of last year I have lost about 20 pounds simply by going to work every day. I still eat Cheese-Its like they may disappear off the face of the earth at any given moment. I still drink a hefty glass of whole milk before bed. I still want to marry both Ben AND Jerry. Just by working a more physical job, I have come closer to the body that I want. So I decided, if I have lost this much weight doing nothing, imagine if I started actually doing something? So I started doing something….and could barely walk for three days 😉 Working out is for the birds.

4.  Friends.  I am a tough person to be friends with. I hate the phone. I am a tad anti-social 🙂 Sometimes I go MIA. Yup. I’m a tough person to maintain a friendship with. Which makes me incredibly thankful for the firends I have. Now, if only I could move them all into the neighboring houses….

5.  Yummy Buttery Photographs.  Sometimes you take a photo and you say YUM! That photo was made with a dallop of buttery goodness! Case in point…

October 2, 2010

Introduction; Walter

Please meet Walter…

I have been waiting a very long time to formally introduce Walter, the gopher tortoise. He came into our lives unexpectantly (as I suppose most critters do!). Walter is just a baby. Many many months ago he was minding his own business and enjoying the day when he stumbled upon a fire ant hill. Now, if you are not familiar with fire ants, well…you’re lucky 😀 Fire ants are rotten rotten little critters. They have aquired the name fire ants because when they bite, the sting feels similar to being burned with fire. These critters are nasty. Google fire ants and nursing homes and you can understand the damage they can do. Back to Walter….minding his own business, sun is shining birds are chirping and kapow! Right through a fire ant hill. Luckily, this all occurred in the yard of hubby’s uncle. He saw itty bitty Walter (nickname: Fireball 😉 ) scooped him up and managed to stop the ant attack. He brought Walter to us, since hubby has extensive knowledge on caring for reptiles.

Walter was in bad shape. At first we wanted to believe that maybe he was a brand new hatchling, and his eyes would open at any moment. Sadly, the truth was that the fire ants had made his eyes non-existant. His neck was so swollen from all of the bites he was not able to retract his head into his shell. We did not think that he was going to make it, but we also knew that so long as he was alive, we would do what we could for him. We put neosporin on his eyes and all the bites. We tried with all of our might to get him to eat. We did a little happy dance when he finally drank. And then we contacted the important people…Florida Fish & Wildlife Conservation Commission. The thing about Walter? He’s a Gopher Tortoise. The thing about Gopher Tortoises? They are a threatened species in the state of Florida and are therefore protected by law. Hubby contacted a FWC agent he knows and was able to get Walter to a woman who rehabilitates tortoises.

The woman who was rehabilitating him was going to be moving. We were able to get Walter back after going through the process of applying for a permit so that we can legally keep him. The process was a little difficult and confusing, but I got some awesome help, submitted the application. And waited. And waited. Months went by. And then the other night I got the official word. Walter is ours 🙂

Sometimes when I look at Walter I feel sad for him. But then I realize that he really is quite the fighter. He was SO small (really, he is STILL so small!) the only way that he lived, I honesly believe, is because he wanted to live. He was in such bad shape, it would have been much easier for his little body to just give up. I cannot imagine the pain he must have been in. I have been bit by, at most, maybe ten fire ants at one time, and I know the pain was incredible. This poor guy was COVERED in them. And he survived. He is a little fighter ♥