Category Archives: Frasier

Throwback Thursday


My sweet pooch Frasier when he was no more than a year old. Now at 14, his eyes are just as piercing, if only with a few more gray hairs around his face. It’s so crazy to watch how much your pooch has grown over the years.



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My funny valentines

Today is the day to smooch your pooch.


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14 years young

Fourteen years ago my sweet pups, Fray and Gin, came into my life. Yesterday was Fray’s birthday, today is Gin’s. I was in fifth grade and I had only ever known one dog before them. It’s so hard to believe they’ve been a part of our lives for that long, and it’s hard to imagine how time flew by that fast. Fortunately they are doing better than ever, if a bit slower and a bit hard of hearing, but I’m so happy they’re still here with me.


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Around here

Chick enjoying the sunshine on a cold morning.

A visit to Gram’s on Thanksgiving morning.


Throwback photo I found while doing some organizing the other day.

Teeny tiny dinosaur?

It’s chilly out now and she loves to snuggle up with the rest of ’em.

Chick’s new stocking!

With Thanksgiving now over, it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas around here. It’s hard to believe that 2012 is almost ready to come to a close. It feels like the year just began. Chick has been quite the little goof lately, striking funny poses and hogging the bed, which reminds me an awful lot of Frasier* and they haven’t even seen each other in months. I must be a magnet for strange pups.

*Frasier lives with my dad and I don’t get to see him nearly as often as I would like. I miss him dearly.


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..for all the pups in my life, both old and new. The joy a dog brings to your life is indescribable.

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Happy Howl-o-ween

Last night, with no trick-or-treaters to look forward to and no costume to speak of, it didn’t truly feeling like Halloween was on its way. Fast forward to 3am when little Chick tried her best to play some tricks on us sticking her nose in our faces and barking until we awoke. Then she squished her way under the covers until she settled in next to my feet. What a weird-o. And I thought Frasier’s 2am wake up calls to go outside and pee five times were bad. Punishment for her will be her pumpkin costume and a trip to Chicago Party Animals for Wicked Wagging Wednesday and lots of off-leash play.

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