Monday, August 29, 2016

We have been attacked by. . .

The weekend started out great but I have been noticing these tiny moths (?) flying 
around the house. I thought it was because of the rains so I just smacked them.
They never quite went away. 
We found the answer. Son was moving furniture to for a really good vacuum 
on the living room carpet when  I saw a hole in the rug. 
I thought it was from the foot of the ottoman but then I saw another one with moths ! 

Son vacuumed them up and the pest company are coming today to treat the carpet.  
I am somewhat miffed because it is the most expensive piece of furniture 
I have in my home and I love this carpet.
Thank goodness I only have that carpet and a small one in the library. 
When you live in the hot desert tile floor is the best.
This is a old photo of of thehamish and Watson destroying their cell phone.
(They didn't like their phone provider.)
But you can see the carpet .
The stuffing is everywhere but that is just fine because I know they love pulling
the stuffing out. I clean it up after their fun.
yesh lets' destroy

This was the day a very serious Watson gave Hamish his name 
he is a force of nature that can not be stopped.  Just look at the destruction of
toy stuffing behind me !  The toy basket and ottoman was moved.
 Stuffing was all over the carpet and floor.
This day Hamish became thehamish !
He is the only one ! Thank Goodness.
 This was an evening sunset but this view is looking east away from the sunset.
The sunset was behind me. Son and I could not believe the sky.

 Here are several photos of a sunset that I thought was spectacular.
It was changing as I was taking the photos. Photos never show how 
huge the clouds are and fill up the sky all around you.


As always just because I can here is your pretty to start the week.

 nom nom nomm

 not gud this not gud hot dog

doesnt' taste like chkikin'
nice tall person who feeds us  sweepin' under the sofa and found all my 
toys mum is washin' them now
oh woe oh woe
oh woe is me

chkikin'. . . parsnip
music. . . Six Days,  DJ Shadow

Friday, August 26, 2016

Square Dog Friday. . . National Dog Day

Today is National Dog Day.
woohoo !
Or if you are a Little Square Black Dog it is just everyday to you.
Wurf !

thehamish with his favorite toy.

The Giggle Ball !

Action !

Giggle Ball are fun play time for all size dogs or so the box said.
But as with some toys our children had that could drive us crazy
in two seconds, this one fills the bill. Loud, loud and loud !

When thehamish first played with it, outside, he knocked
it into the pool and I thought it was broken (yea !) but it wasn't it was just fixed
for the better. The sound is so much quieter.
We play with him on the sofa in the studio, or just toss a few feet because
of his  ACL in both back legs. I want to have the operation to fix them but
every time we plan it, something goes wrong.
The fates are against us.
 yesh i thehamish likes to play
i thehamish is a gud smiling gud dug



As always just because I can, here is your pretty to start the weekend.

  Barrel Cactus in bloom.

The monsoons season is coming to an end and the Barrel Cactus are in bloom.
This is a signal that the monsoon season will end soon
and our beautiful and cooler fall will be starting soon.
giggle. . . parsnip
music. . . Losing Things,  The Beautiful South

Monday, August 22, 2016

Monday in Tucson

I have wanted to expand the Gud Duds window under one of my work tables.
I wish I would have done this sooner.
Watson really loved looking out of the smaller window. 


My sweet Watson looking at his love Mia.


 Still needs to be painted.


 thehamish and the new window. 

 The monsoons are winding down but we still have such
wonderful clouds.

 Always so interesting ! Later there was some rain, lightning and thunder.

 I was sitting at the dining room table and was amazed
at the cloud reflection on the glass top.


I am always amazed by what I see everyday by living here.


And as always just because I can here is your pretty to start the day.


Some sweet photos of Watson.

window. . . parsnip 
music. . .  You Make It Easy,  Air

Friday, August 19, 2016

Square Dog Friday: secret magic place

Best day of the week is here. 
We all know what to do so let's wuff it !


hey nice tall person who feed us whot is this that you hidin'

what is i thehamish seein'

mmmmmmmmmm m'

i thehamish is snifffin' gud fud

yesh gud sniffs

i thehamish got mail
it is sayin' theat nice tall person who feeds us is savin' money on all my pills

seein' all of my stuff 

does the money mum nice tall person who feeds us savin' goin' for chkikin'


As always here is your pretty to start the weekend.
One of the things I miss this summer is seeing my sweet baboo Watson napping in the sunlight
from the skylight in the entryway.
On a hot summer day to lay in the sunlight on the cool tile floor 
in an air conditioned home must have been heaven.


I miss my sweet Watson.

summer. . . parsnip
music. . . Summer In The City,  Lovin' Spoonful

Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Wednesday in Tucson

Tuesday night we had a huge booming, lighting rain storm.
I had a lot of noise but just a few rain drops


 Big storm big big big storm.

As always just because I can here is your pretty for mid week.

I was outside taking photos or trying to and when I turned around there was
thehamish watching me. 
Before you think this was love. . . 
it was his dinner time and he wanted to be sure I came back and fed him !

I lurve this gud dug. He cracks me up !
thunder. . . parsnip
music. . . Heavy Cloud No Rain,  Sting

Monday, August 15, 2016

parley view parsnip. . . random

Monday is just starting and I am swamped with paperwork.
Just a few photos of the weekend.
A little rain and the desert turns green.




 The colors on the clouds were so beautiful. 
I think I will have to look for a better phone camera.
Sometimes I just can not get the color right. 
This was a rosy, lavender blue gold clouds.


And of course just because I can here is your pretty to start the week.

yesh i thehamish gots new toy
i thehamish is likin' this one its' got squeakie'

 shankin' it

 waggie' tail

When I sit at my worktable, someone is always there.

working. . . parsnip
music. . . Wrapped Around Your Little Finger,  The Police