Eating crow doesn’t taste so bad, and new beginnings. Welcome Kiwi.

Eating crow doesn’t taste so bad, and new beginnings. Welcome Kiwi.

It’s been just over a week since we lost our sweet Gidget. Hubby picked up her ashes and pawprint impression yesterday from the vet’s office. (A week to the day since we lost her. Some Valentine’s Day gift, huh?) Thank you to everyone who’s messaged and wrote Hubby and myself to express your condolences. They’re … Read More

Release day, and prayers/wishes/healing energy for Gidget requested.

Release day, and prayers/wishes/healing energy for Gidget requested.

Long story short, it’s release day, and our dog might die tomorrow. :/ Yeah, it sucks as much as it sounds. I posted the full version on Facebook, on my page: http://www.facebook.com/tymberdalton Gidget has something going on in her intestines, either a blockage, or a growth (ie cancer) or…something. They don’t know, but they’re doing … Read More

Welcome, Gidget’s Minion, Sheldon (Or…How we came to own a Russian tortoise.)

We have a few rules around our house. Well, okay, not rules, exactly, but things that make life in general run more smoothly. One of those is I usually should not be allowed to go, unescorted, to places like the grocery store, mass-market pet store, Office Depot, Staples, Target, mass-market pet store, any bookstore, JoAnn’s, … Read More

Welcome to the apupcalypse.

Apparently all my current work on my Drunk Monkeys series has Gidget a little nervous. She’s picked out her shotgun shells for the coming apupcalypse and is getting herself ready. Because, ya know, every apupcalypse requires a box (or five) of shotgun shells and your trusty sock monkey dog bed… But then… I awoke this … Read More