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Blackout Curtains

I used to wake up in darkness. I spent more than eight years getting out of bed with blackout curtains draped over our bedroom windows.

They were necessary. They helped me fall asleep for my graveyard shifts. Just like 32 oz. of coffee helped me jumpstart my brain before sunrise.

This morning, I watched sunlight peeping thru the blinds. I listened to my dog snoring on my knee. I spotted my husband buried under the covers.

My body has shifted. I’m sleeping past sunrise.

Sun Salutations
I worked on my yoga practice in our new backyard this morning.
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Where Pets Do What Pets Love

Daisy spent the weekend at Pet Camp in San Francisco.

“Thank you for calling Pet Camp, where pets do what pets love,” said one of the camp workers when I booked her stay over the phone. I love that line.

I also love all the Daisy photos posted on their camper cameo site.

(From Pet Camp)

(From Pet Camp)
I’m tickled that she’s playing with other dogs. It looks like she had a blast!

Stay Daisy Stay

Lake Elizabeth has plenty of beautiful spots for photos. I spotted a field of daisies and thought of my dog. It should have been a quick shot with Daisy and the flowers.
But this is my dog. It was a bit of an ordeal.

First – I needed her to face the camera. Mark held on to her leash while I snapped away at our four-legged model.
Distracted Puppy
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Just Kidding

I got tapped to work an early morning shift on April Fool’s Day. So, I didn’t have the energy to pull off a decent prank.

This year, I kept it simple.

Dreamy Puppy

Before bedtime, I burrowed under the covers and called for my Daisy. I made sure I didn’t have any limbs or toes sticking out under the blankets.

“Where’s Mommy?!?! Mommy disappeared!”

The dog kept sniffing until she burrowed under the covers next to me.

When she pushed her muzzle into my face, I said: “April Fools!”



And that was a challenge for my Daisy. She knows sitting is her way of saying so many things.

“Yes.” “Please.” “More kibble.” “More wine.” “Throw my Toy.”

It took her three tries to squat into a sitting position and it looked uncomfortable. Daisy still had enough vim to chase squirrels and ghosts in the backyard. But she also had trouble jumping on to the couch (she loves doing that) and she took more naps.

Time to take her to the vet.

Daisy’s doctor took some X-rays and showed us why she would never be serious contender for “Best-in-Show.” The black-and-white images shows one leg bone is shorter than the other. We finally have proof that she runs with a permanent limp. I suppose she would fit in with any hip hop/rap video with her gimpy stride. Just call her a playa. She’ll answer if you call for her in a high-pitched voice.

So – we think she may have strained something when it came to chasing critters on the trail. Daisy’s doctor gave us some herbal pills for her leg/bum pain. He also said she needed a break from running and walking. She hated it when I left her behind for my walk/run along Alamo Creek, but she needed the rest.

Toad Hollow

After the pills, Daisy’s jumping back on the couch and bed with no problems. She’s also sitting again.

Hopefully, we’ll be able to take her on a walk to celebrate the weekend of Spring.

Needing Puppy Love

Daisy is so stylin'!
I missed waking up with my Daisy this morning. I spent the night in Berkeley after working on a wine tasting event in Palo Alto.

Not only is she a wonderful source of warmth, she makes me feel special as we cuddle. It’s nice to wake-up in the middle of the night and feel her chin on my shin.

I wonder if she missed me. One thing that put a smile on my face – this adorable promo for the Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show.

Lap Dog Panting

Trying to convince my puppy to drink some water.
She’s panting up a storm after our last run by Alamo Creek. She starts strong, but she doesn’t know how to pace herself.

After the Run

Before the run: She’s a furry ball of energy when she sees me in my running pants and tiny socks. After the run, she gives me this look: “What part of “lap dog” don’t you understand?” I know cocker spaniels are typically pampered pets, but Daisy has energy to burn. Plus – she has the sad look on her face when I leave her behind for longer runs.
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