This is Trixie judging me after I disturbed her morning nap.

These little guys are like pets. My wife started feeding them carrots about 6 years ago, now I've got second and third generation carrot moochers all over my yard.

When life gives you too many cucumbers-make pickles.

This is Trixie, my other "kid".

First I eats. Then I sleeps. Then I eats again.

My dog looks like a Muppet.

Not every day you get to take a selfie with Jerry Garcia. The guy was a really good sport about it. (And his name really is Jerry)

Garden's tilled and fertilized, plants are in, now it's down to the 4 W's. Weed, water, watch, and wait. Wanna teach your kids patience? Start a garden with them.

At bedtime last night I went to grab Trixie (she must be carried down the hall, walking is beneath her) and I couldn't find her. Then I called her.

Happy Caturday from Oreo the Relaxed

I didn't latch the bathroom door properly.

Got Trixie a new bed. I think she approves.

Fresh from the groomer. Smells so pretty.

My little pooch seems to have lost her mind.

I got a little pooch that absolutely loves the sun.

Here's my two. The cat is @17 pounds, the little Shih Tzu is about 6 pounds.

They were way more than friends. They were partners.

This is Oreo. I call her "Foolish". She answers to either one.

Rings absolutely true.

Not sure, but I think my dog might be broken.

My two girls.

Next he'll get the Libby's Vienna Sausage Peace Prize.