Miss Nosypants. What’s funny is that I have about a zillion photos of my last dog, Harriet, doing the exact same thing.
Tag: Frances
Best Frenemies
The original Grinch cartoon was on. It’s my sole Christmas concession. While watching it, I was joined by Frances and Piglet, who decided to snuggle on my lap.
I really lucked out with Franny. I’ve had her nine months, and I still feel like I should pinch myself.
The Ball
This ball came from the shelter with Frances. Somehow she’s managed not to destroy it. Yet.
Crankypantsing, AHOY!
My WordPress blog got hacked AGAIN. I’m beyond pissed off, not least because my web host was not at all helpful. So because I was pissed off, I deleted the whole damn thing, database and all. I should probably have had a margarita or two first, to cool off, but it’s done now. That blog went back to 2005 and was basically my online diary, and it’s gone. I did back up the database, but unless I want to start another WordPress blog, it’s not going to be very useful.
So. Here’s a photo of a ridiculously cute dog being ridiculously cute, because ridiculously cute dogs make everything better.
Sheltering from the Storm
I took Franny down to the basement with me. She was a little restless at times, but I don’t blame her, because it must have been weird and boring to have to lie on a blanket in a strange place and do absolutely nothing. Next time, assuming we have enough warning, I’ll take treats and a stuffed Kong.
Evening Walk Franny
Walking With Franny
Frances must smell ALL THE THINGS.
Sleepyhead
My favorite little hobgoblin.
Best Frenemies
Bliss
Franny McGee: Cleared for Take-off!
red paper boat 