Pettigrew is not a fan of July--the frequent thunderstorms and Independence Day fireworks make for a stressful time. He's looking forward to the so-called Dog Days of August.
Category: weather
In My Own Voice #8: Enjoying a Stay-cation while the Family is Away
Ruth giddily left on vacation and neglected to write a blog. Luckily Pettigrew is on the ball and drafted this week's post. He takes seriously his responsibilities making sure all is running smoothly on the home front.
When He Was Good He Was Very Very Good, But When He Was Bad He Was Horrid*
Accidentally locked outside for a half hour on a rainy night, Pettigrew expressed his displeasure by chewing up a baseball glove. Does his chosen punishment fit our crime?
March Blew In Like a Lion
The wind that blew through Friday could have carried Dorothy and Toto to the Land of Oz. Pettigrew and I were out too, but we didn't see any falling houses or even the Wicked Witch of the West on her bicycle. We were looking.
When Pettigrew Put His Paw Down
What's a dog to do when his family goes too far? Pettigrew takes matters into his own capable paws.
There’s a Time and a Place for Everything
Pettigrew has a special relationship with water. In its proper place, water is welcome. Otherwise, he’d prefer to pass. On rainy days he dawdles in the house, reluctant to go on a walk. I end up pulling him out the door by his leash, feeling like I’m dragging him toward some awful fate. Once outside, … Continue reading There’s a Time and a Place for Everything
The Grass is Always Greener on the Second Floor
Pettigrew's idea of the promised land is our second floor. He's not allowed up, but somehow finds his way more often than I care to admit.
Displaced
My heart goes out to all the animals displaced by the recent natural disasters.
Stormy Weather’s Coming
Pettigrew is my in-home weather detection system. Better than the meteorologists at accurately predicting bad weather.
