For months now I have been struggling. By nature I am a creative person.
I’m not the most talented person by any means, but when I can create something that makes me happy….well it centers me. It gives me balance.
Despite not feeling inspiration for anything, I have still been picking up little pieces here and there so that when I was ready I would have the materials at hand.
I was really starting to panic. Nothing was catching my interest like before. Not reading, not art projects, not even the random tv shows I love to watch. Continue reading “Welcome Back Creativity!”
It is my pleasure this week to introduce you all to my dear lifetime friend Toni’s furbabies.
These lovely ladies are both rescues. Rosie our chug (chihuahua and pug mix) was rescued from the Henderson pound. She was by far the most unique dog they had. She had a long neck and an over bite that could make anyone smile. At first glance, you would think who would want her??.. My kids thought she was perfect. We had left the pound, to go home and think about if we really needed a dog, and we didn’t get half way home before the kids let us know how badly we needed her. Needless to say we turned right around and purchased her. Her personality is so adorable, she lays in your arms like a baby. She hugs you when you’ve get home from a long day. She’s our little angel.
Abby our puggle (pug beagle mix) was also a rescue of sorts. She belonged to a friend of my husband and she was being kept in a kennel inside of a closet. When we first got her, she was completley insane and had very little social skills or manners lol.. My husband would often refer to her as a little abb-hole. It was unreal to us that someone would spend so much money to buy a designer bread to put in a kennel in the closet. Once we started training her in the few short months we have had her she has become such a sweet dog. She’s still a silly, clumsy puppy, but her manners are improving. She’s a beautiful dog, and the kids are madly in love with her. Abby is a professional digger and she has been known to dig holes under our wooden fence to allow our next door neighbor’s dog Mojo to come have sleepovers, and house parties while we are out. When caught she always gives me her famous I didn’t do it look. These to fabulous dogs are a huge part of our family, and we love our little fur babies.
I didn’t forget my furry friends despite my book review post today. Here is our latest little buddy!
My name is Mojo. Short for Mojo Nixon or Mojo Wojohowitz depending on who you ask. My mom thinks she named me after some 80’s skate punk guy and my dad after some detective in Barney Miller. My kids call me Moj or Schmo. I don’t care just don’t call me late to dinner.
My people rescued me from South Florida Bull Terrier Rescue.. but I think I rescued them. Their other two dogs had passed away and they were lonely. I don’t think they were ready for me though. I am a handful and had learned some bad habits… like cat chasing, barking at nothing in the middle of the night, and eating rotten bologna off the street.
I spend my days sleeping in my recliner or on the youngest kids bed. I love sleeping and lay down on top of anyone laying down. They love it!! I chase some squirrels, and the odd cat who jumps the fence. I love to make the neighbors dogs bark, it’s really easy. You lean against the fence and ignore them. And when Mom yells at you to stop teasing them you ignore her too. When I get in trouble I talk back and I always get the last word in. I tell them I love them and it makes them all laugh. I even have a different howl when each if my kids gets called and they ignore mom.
My talents are jumping and holding onto the 6′ fence, giving stink eye and tearing apart any toy you give me in about a minute flat.