Bubba the Barker

Long noisy night last night. Bubba, AKA our family dog, AKA Elly, gets excited with all the exciting smells and noises outside. Recently it has been the possums eating persimmons. They climb up into that old tree, right next to my bedroom window and begin chittering. I can see three or four of them, climbing in the moonlight to the tallest branches after the sweetest fruit. Or it’s the coyotes howling outside or the dog network barking. Last night was the wind. Whatever, the result is Bubba the Barker. Middle of the night stealth barking where she gets up in the middle night, races out of the bedroom and starts barking. IT IS HORRIBLE. Because someone has to get up, chase the dog, and get her to shut up. Until recently that someone has been ME. But now I have a new tactic — telling Bob to go get the love of his life. And that meant two trips in the middle of the night to retrieve a barking dog. She needs doggy lessons.

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Author: Heres to ART not Cockroaches

Welcome to my life. My life as a mom is changing as the kids grow up, leave home, and build their own lives. This gives me a chance to rebuild myself as an artist, develop a spiritual path, and most fun of all, start going out on dates with my husband. Come here the stories about the small things in life that can make one very happy. Dogs running on a beach, great breakfast dates, kids and their adventures, and my own adventures in this wacky life. I'll share some of my progress in learning art while juggling a full time job as an engineer. And best of all, it's a chance for me to practice writing stories while keeping in touch with my kids. I look forward to hearing from you. Comments, thoughts, and invitations to meet for coffee are all welcomed. Enjoy the stories.

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