My momma says that everybody and their dog blogs. I wasn't writing a single solitary thing, but I'm correcting that right now. When momma got me she named me The Pink Party Poodle for Peace, now I guess I'm The Pink Party Poodle for Peace Pontificating. My pontification of the day is to tell you that the purpose of life is to have fun, hee, hee, and chase lizards. I love to chase lizards--never catch them though, they taste like rotten toes.

I'm Thinking

I'm Thinking

Tuesday, June 3, 2025

Readers are Coming to my Page. I am Happy, Happy.

 Dear Momma,

Readers are coming to my page. I am happy, happy. (Still chase lizards.) Time means nothing here. I haven't  posted for four years--your time. Four seconds in my time.

Bear runs like a pup, swims like one too. oh wait, some puppies don't like water, but Bear is a Newfoundland--he looovvveees water.

I see Zeke. Up here we are looking out for him.  Zeke is gift from heaven. RV company paid for his surgery so sister would find him and adopt him. 

I did good huh?


 Zeke at Shelter shortly after surgery to remove right front leg

 


 

Magnificent Zeke at forever home in back yard.

 

 

Zeke running with toy in mouth, one leg on the ground, two in the air. Zeke, happy dog. 

From your happy dog, Peaches, the Pink Party Poodle for Peace. 

 

Bear on the "Green Trail of Bliss, Hawaii.