Posts Tagged ‘Cap’n Jack
Best medicine for a long day
Only watch this if you need to decompress. Or smile. Or roll your eyes. Cap’n Jack is just good medicine. Mind you, I’m crawling on the living room floor with my Canon PowerShot, so we are not talking quality directing here.
Warning: baby talk involved
Litter box appetizers, served warm. Yum!
Cap’n Jack gets cut off.
You may recall that a month ago I wrote about Mr. Chubs, better known as Cap’n Jack, in my newspaper column, “Homeplace.”
For those who missed such stellar writing, I’ve placed it farther down in today’s post.
If you’ve been keeping track, you know that about six weeks ago we discovered our sweet [...]
It must be Karma (it knows I can’t sew)
How often have you envisioned creating your own fabric? Maybe it’s just me, but every time I see a beautiful sunset, I think, “If I could just capture that on cotton, I’d wear it forever.”
Or let’s take a broader example. You’re looking for the perfect cushions to go with your red sofa in your creamy [...]
Red, White and Dachshund
…he gave us no chance to add in the blues
Saturday was Cap’n Jack’s first Fourth of July at our house.
As most of you recall, we adopted our wittle baby boy at the Blue Mountain Humane Society in October, yes we did, didn’t we? Didn’t we, Jack Jack? Yes!
Um, yep, that is what I’m reduced to [...]
Cinco de Mayo and Blog War continues. And for Jeremy, may as well be Dog Days
Today we are talking about animals, specifically Tracey’s cows. But first we need to talk about my animal and the disrespect shown by Mr. Gonzalez.
An alert reader, AnnieKate, left a comment on my blog last night (you can bet I’m checking those often during the Every Day in May war event), asking if I had [...]
Totally dog blog day
Sorry, I will get off the subject of dogs soon, but for today, it’s all dogs all the time.
I last wrote about my squirrely little dachshund, Cap’n Jack, and his propensity to hunt down food in containers and dig it out. Including treats found in plastic Easter eggs.
My thanks to all of you who responded [...]
One bad dachshund
I spent several days this week whining about missing my little Cap’n Jack while at work. Sometimes I just want to up and drive home 13 miles to have a little snuggle with the adorable one before heading back again.
As much for him as me, really. Although a neighbor walks Jack every day for 15 [...]
Not mentioned so much in the employee handbook
I called in “grief” yesterday. Not sick, not on jury duty, but grieving.
When I woke up to the alarm clock Wednesday, several days of a fresh wave of heart-squeezing, sob-worthy pain had finally taken its toll. I knew I couldn’t write, couldn’t talk on the phone and wouldn’t be so nice to be around.
I caved, [...]
Jack Jack’s waiting
I now know Cap’n Jack came to us at exactly the right moment. My husband got three months with a dog that adored him, and the rest of have the memories of the crazy chaos those two mixed up.
David rarely went anywhere without his floppy-eared copilot. Jack hated to be separated from the guy who [...]
