Our Dogs Are Smarter Than We Are!

This is a guest post written by my friend Robin, with whom I happen to agree! The cutie above is my dog, Toby. Unconditional love on a leash.

Okay I am off to bed and am assuming you are just getting your night started - so maybe you'll be just signing on to blog world...
my dog just came up to the desk and looked at me - as soon as he did
I knew he had to go out - and I thought why is it that dogs - who can't speak -are sometimes easier to understand than people who can?
Thought for the night.. I just had to share with the only other person
I know who communicates so well with her dog. :)
Happy writing friend...Robin

Happy Easter!

I tried to take a picture of "a" Peep tonight. My dad loved Peeps, so every Easter Kylie and I make sure we buy a pack in his honor. Apparently she likes to blow them up in the microwave, and I like to look at them sitting in a row. So I tried to take a picture of a single chick, figuring I would post it here. Know what I discovered? One Peep is...underwhelming. It's poor little wing is all open to the marshmallow, and it's shape is squished and wimpy. Here's the lesson: Peeps are better in a bunch.