Today is Magnus’ 4th birthday.  When we got him, he was a scrawny little kitten who had a big name to live up to.  He has since matured into a beautiful cat, one with “cattitude” and a healthy dose of ornery.  He puts up with two crazy dogs and teenagers, and yet still manages to keep his house under control.  He is the king of the castle, and he won’t let anyone forget it.  Happy Birthday Mags.




Doggy Boxing








Well…I’ve spent the majority of the day acquiring items and assembling said items into my daughters Halloween costume.  I finally sat down and realized I’ve not posted anything to my blog today.  Yikes!  I decided to post one of my favorite pictures of my dogs.  Now this is not a museum quality photo mind you, but the emotion in it is hilarious (at least to me).  Bandit and Wolfie love to wrestle and run around the yard.  Anyone who didn’t know them would think they were fighting like junkyard dogs.  But the truth is, they barely close their mouths hard enough on each other to even hold on, much less inflict harm.  I just happened to be testing out my new PS camera when I caught this shot.  It’s almost as if Wolfie suddenly realizes he’s about to be taken out by a sharp right hook paw from Bandit.  His expression made me laugh.  Hopefully it will give you a smile as well.  Enjoy your Saturday night.

(No dogs were harmed in the making of this post  😉 )








There is that one moment in life when you feel like you’re sinking under the weight of the world, much like being deep under water.  As you struggle to rise to the surface, you can feel the light getting brighter.  Suddenly, you break through the liquid that’s holding you down and into the air, able to breathe once again.  At that point, you know everything will be okay.

Patch of Sun







Our little guy, Wolfie, loves to lay in patches of sun as they come through the window.  Being a small dog, he’s often cold, so these patches of sun offer him warmth and comfort.  One of his favorite spots in our house in Texas was the bottom of the stairs.  The sun would come through the window on the landing and spill light all the way down the stairs.  I just happened to catch this shot of Wolfie one day.  I loved the backlighting on his crazy fur and his innocent expression.


This is Bandit and Wolfie. As you can see, the two of them together are trouble. They are always finding things to destroy. Bandit, the 6 month old pup, is usually the ringleader in such escapades. Wolfie, who is 2 and should know better, happily participates most of the time. This being said, I wouldn’t trade them for anything in the world.









We were walking down the beach in Galveston, Texas one cold, cloudy day when we noticed this blue ball being tossed around on the waves.  No one was around to claim the ball.  It just bobbed around aimlessly as if waiting for someone to come along and rescue it.  I can relate to that ball.