Friday, May 28, 2010

The Many Faces of Sage

She's my world.

She's my heart.

She's my dog.

Does that sound a little dramatic?  I'm kind of in the dramatic mood right now....ask my husband and he'll agree.  Dramatic, yes, but also true.

This little 9 pound Chihuahua/Doxie mix aka Cha-weinie, whom I lovingly call "Sage" or "Wittle" or "Wittle Mama"  Or "Twittle" or "Wittle Mama Tupid Twittle," has had me completely under her spell since the day she entered my world at the ripe young age of four weeks old. Way too young to leave her mama's teet.  A nice lady who saved three puppies from a bad situation delivered them to the place I was working at the time and said the magic words..."Anybody want a free puppy?"  Even though I lived in an apartment with a no dog policy with a roommate who had the same policy....I had to have her.  I still don't know why I  HAD to have her.  It's just one of those things that you act on when you're 21, know everything and reside on top of the world that revolves around you.  A world where dogs are allowed even if they aren't.  Best decision I ever made :)

 I literally have TWO puppy pictures of her in the digital form because I failed to have a camera at the time.   That is just unacceptable but I've accepted it.

Can you handle the cuteness?  I can't.  Well I can and I have for about six years but it seems like she just gets cuter as she gets older.  She's so cute she causes men to dress in woman's pajamas...

I thought it was just a one time thing but...

Apparently it's kind of an epidemic.  A pink and purple one.

Maybe it's her voodoo stare.  Good Lord dog...

On one of the very rare occassions where she doesn't have crazy red eye that even red eye reducer can't handle.

Meercat?  This is how she con's the table scraps right out of people's mouths.  It's bad.

She could win an award in cuddling

She could win an award by just looking at you.

Is this an unhealthy obsession?  Probably and if I was the only one obsessed with "Da wittle tupid mama tupid wittle" than I might worry.  

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

The Day It All Begins...

 I've been thinking of starting a blog for a long time.  Not because I have a ton of important things to say that will change lives, cure cancer or soften wrinkles...but because I love reading the blogs of others and hey, it's raining and I have no job.

There I said it.  I'm somewhat-of-a-desperate housewife except for the desperate part.  I'm actually enjoying every minute of it.  Spending as much time as I darn well please with my beautiful beast of a horse and painfully cute chihuahua is heaven on earth for me.  Waking up early as my husband gets up for work, giving him a long kiss and hug.....and going right back to sleep is absolutely amazing.  Sleep is pretty much just amazing in general and it's one thing I've NEVER had a problem doing.  I can already see where this blog is going...all over the place and no where in particular.  So this is what you'll learn to love.  Not that anyone is reading but I tell myself that so I don't feel naked and alone.

You'll learn about the blessings in my life and the bruises I get along the way.  The things I love, the things I like, the things I think are funny, the things I think are sad, the things I think are lame, and the things that get me so mad I want to punch a baby. Don't get mad a me, that line was in a movie and it just stuck ok?  You'll get a lot of animal talk, horse and dog in particular.  Maybe some cooking and baking as well.  Just please keep in mind that I'm still learning not to burn everything and set the house ablaze.  I'm coming along nicely.  I might talk a bit about fashion and bargain buys, who doesn't love a good deal right?  I might spout off about interior design and how I can quickly tell you what looks amazing in a magazine and then fail miserably to recreate and implement in in my own home.  I'm also planning to start a garden although I'm pretty sure I jumped on that band wagon a little late.  What I'm saying is you might just get a bit of everything if you decide to return to my little blog that is just being born.  Isn't it cute?  All pruney and pink and tiny.  I encourage you to bear with me as I learn how to help it walk and talk and be a contributing part of society...wait what?

Welcome to my world, won't you come in, sit down and enjoy the view  :)

P.S...this picture is just a preview of who will be coming your way manana.  Just a forwarning, she brings out the doggie-speak in me.  It's a form of baby-talk but totally better.