Archive for the ‘Muse’s Favorite Things’ Category
Teva has many things she loves in her canine life. I would say food is numero uno but not far behind that, judging from the contemplative state I see in her eyes when having to decide between the two, is her yellow ball.
The yellow ball came into her life when she was a puppy and I was trying to find something to replace tennis balls. Tennis balls can often cause dental damage if they constantly chew the balls as Teva is known to do. I came across these chewy, rubbery finds at a boutique pet store/veterinary office in Pasco, WA. They became such an obsession for Teva primarily because of the loud squeakers inside them and squishy sounds they made when she chewed them that eventually we had no choice but to take them away. Read the rest of this entry »

Postmaster Delivers!
Teva returned from her weekend river hike a bit tired but certainly not unaware of her abode and it’s usual surroundings. When she walked in the front door, per usual, she checked the pile of mail on the bench where we accumulate all things postal. I don’t think she’s cognizant of mail that she may or may not have received but she does notice when there is something new in the area. Always sniffing and grunting to warn us of impending danger. In that pile of bills, magazines and all things wasteful there was a special envelope for Teva Jo. Read the rest of this entry »

Balsamroot
The joy of this trail we call ‘the missing link’ is that you can hike for 6 miles along the river on this perfect peaceful lightly travelled path. Teva spends most of her time waiting by the shore side for the next stick throw. On most occasions we find the perfect stick to throw and that becomes THE STICK for the entire hike. She will not leave it for later or let us hide it. Nope, it’s carried from that point forward until her tired jaw cannot bare another grasping step and she nudges us to carry it. The problem with the BIG STICK find is that it’s usually way wider then the trail, which subsequently leads us to have to jump off the trail when she comes up behind us so we don’t get impaled, scratched or thrown off the cliff by impact. Read the rest of this entry »
