Tag Archives: eskie

Wordless Wednesday ~ snow white

Posted on March 1, 2023 by Maggie C

Posted in Animalia, Photography, Wordless Wednesday | Tagged American Eskimo, Chules, eskie, snow, white | Leave a comment

Dogs Make Me Laugh

Posted on January 7, 2022 by Maggie C

Bloganuary prompt: What makes you laugh?

Posted in Animalia, daily prompt, humor, photo essay | Tagged Bloganuary, Chules, dogs, eskie, humor, memes, pets | 2 Comments

I Wish I Could…

Posted on January 5, 2022 by Maggie C

Bloganuary prompt: What is something you wish you knew how to do? …communicate (better) with other species.

Posted in Animalia, daily prompt, photo essay, Photography | Tagged animals, birds, Bloganuary, cats, Chules, dogs, eskie, insect, opossum, pets, tuxedo cat | 3 Comments

I’m awake. The cat has been sitting on my chest for several minutes now, grooming himself. You wouldn’t think of cat’s paws as anything but soft, but something hard is jabbing me in the ribs. Do cats have elbows? Sharp … Continue reading →

Posted in Animalia, daily prompt, prose | Tagged Bloganuary, cats, Chules, comfort zone, dogs, eskie, pets | 2 Comments

Tattle Tail

Posted on December 7, 2021 by Maggie C

Posted in Animalia, humor | Tagged American Eskimo dog, cats, Chules, comic, dog, eggnog, eskie, humor, pets, tuxedo cat | Leave a comment

Wordless Wednesday ~ Yawn

Posted on June 30, 2021 by Maggie C

Posted in Animalia, Photography, Wordless Wednesday | Tagged American Eskimo, Chules, dogs, eskie, pet portrait, pets, Wordless Wednesday, yawn | Leave a comment

Strange Bedfellows

Posted on June 14, 2021 by Maggie C

Smudging windows with your nose, Marring floors with dirty toes, Shedding on the furniture, Crud you’ve rolled in cakes your fur. Snoring, scratching, snorts and whines, Odors one cannot define, So many things best left unsaid, For now, it’s late. … Continue reading →

Posted in Animalia, humor, poetry | Tagged American Eskimo dog, Chules, dogs, dVerse poets, eskie, pets, quadrille | 32 Comments

Alone Time

Posted on February 4, 2019 by Maggie C

Chules is sick today. I can hear his tummy roiling from across the room. He’s been in- and outside at least a dozen times since morning. When I let him out, he beelines to the side yard fence, and tries … Continue reading →