Saturday, December 31, 2005
Friday, December 30, 2005
Thursday, December 29, 2005
Wednesday, December 28, 2005
Monday, December 26, 2005
I hope your Christmas was great!
It was really wonderful here.
Santa brought me a lot of presents.
I got a monkey on a rope, an itty bitty squeaky duck,
a pink piggy puppet and camouflage pajamas that my daddy made for me.
We had a Christmas goose for dinner.
On Christmas Eve , Mommy got a big surprise: food poisoning.
She was really sleepy all Christmas day and I spent most of the time on her lap.
Sometimes, you got to do what you got to do.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 7:17 PM
Friday, December 23, 2005
Thursday, December 22, 2005
Santa Clause comes in all sizes.
Just like dogs do.
I hope the real Santa still recognizes me.
It's almost Christmas!
I've been very good. I hope Santa know that.
Today, we are going to drop off homemade fudge to our new neighbors.
It's a people food. I've been told that dogs don't like fudge. We like cookies!
Posted by Mesha Provo at 10:18 AM
Monday, December 19, 2005
I am as big as a Reindeer.
Yesterday, I visited the nearby dog pack. One Bull Mastiff, named Elly and one red Basset Hound mix named Douglas. When I run away, I go there and hang out with them. They are usually busy at their stables, minding their horses. Sometimes, when the horses come to our place, Elly and Douglas come along for a visit.
Even though Elly is the biggest dog out in these parts, she still likes me. I stand up on my hind legs, just to sniff her.
We drove to their house, in the truck and I gave them a Christmas gift of dog treats.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 1:44 PM
Sunday, December 18, 2005
Little dog friends are so hard to find.
My Mom keeps looking for friends for me to play with. These dogs are stuffed. No, not stuck up just stuffed. I can sniff the difference. Hit a button and they move and sing "I got you Babe." Mom thinks it's funny. They are under the Christmas tree.
My brother Sage is gone and they have a new pup named Lily. She is kin to me , we think, but she is very scared of everything, including me. She is younger but bigger and all white. Maybe we can get a photo of her someday, so I can show you, Miss Lily.
Thanks for being my cyperfriend, Miss Emmi Lou, you sure are cute and I thought I had the cute factor. You need more close-up darling. The terrier look is all in our eyes. It's like we have Bette Davis eyes and they can't be denied. We can get anything with our soulful eyes.
Check out Emmi Lou at http://missemmilou.blogspot.com
Posted by Mesha Provo at 10:54 AM
Thursday, December 15, 2005
Did you know that all reindeer have antlers?
The boy reindeer and the girl reindeer all have antlers.
I can't believe that all of them wear sweaters and scarfs.
Sometimes, my mom tells me the strangest stories.
I don't plan on pulling any sleighs on Christmas eve.
I will leave that to the big reindeer.
I will wait for Santa to bring me toys.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 4:47 PM
Wednesday, December 14, 2005
Tuesday, December 13, 2005
Monday, December 12, 2005
I have been very good this year, excellent, except for the time, I ran away because of the boom.
Okay, it was three times that I ran, but my mom always got me back.
I stopped chasing cats, barking at shadows and digging big holes.
Little holes are okay, I need the exercise.
All I want is more toys. Little toys that I can fetch.
No more clothes. I have too many clothes. Jeez, it's kind of embarassing that clothes I have.
I am a dog and we like to go "nakid."
Santa, I will leave you one of my chewies, instead of cookies. You could use a good chew.
Miss Daisy Mae
Posted by Mesha Provo at 2:53 PM
Friday, December 09, 2005
Wednesday, December 07, 2005
Thursday, December 01, 2005
Wednesday, November 30, 2005
I've been away for a long time, but now we are back home.
I went travelling with my Mom and then we went to visit her Mom.
I found something out. Some people don't like dogs. I didn't know that.
My grandma doesn't like dogs.
I didn't know that, so I was so happy to see her.
We walked into her house and I had many people to greet; grandma and uncle and some cousins who were visiting. Once I settled down, (I was in a car for 10 hours), I noticed that Grandma was tired. I went and sat down next to her. Yes, I was on the couch! I didn't know that dogs could not go on couches. So many new rules to follow. I was very quite and comforting. Grandma began to pet me. She rested her hand on me. I knew I was there to help.
Grandma needed me.
I sat with her, sometimes next to her, sometimes she called me to sit on her lap.
We stayed at Grandma's for a very long time. I even slept with my mom on the hospital bed they brought in for Grandma. Grandma didn't want to sleep in that bed! She slept in her big bed . For days, she slept in her big bed and then she didn't get up anymore to walk around.
Many peole came and visited and everybody was happy to see me.
I had a big job! I was there to be happy.
I knew they were talking about how Grandma was afraid of dogs and didn't like dogs.
All I know is that Grandma liked me. I helped Grandma get over her fear of dogs. I hope she was able to pass without any other fears. I hope she is in heaven and she meets my brother Sage and he sits next to her. All dogs go to heaven and Grandma needs one there too.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 8:48 AM
Thursday, November 03, 2005
Today, I helped my Mom sell her wine. She took with me with her and I was very good and friendly to everyone. People we so surprised when I popped my head out from the doggie purse. Poeple gave me water and treats. I had chicken for lunch as we dined outside. Everyone is going to remember me and maybe they will remember my mom and her wine.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 9:04 PM
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
I walked in my mom's shoe today. She took me to work today. We left Tuesday for a road trip to Kentucky. She sold wine today. I was cute and quiet all day long. My doggie purse in cozy and I slept most the day in it. Boy, she talks a lot. I was okay, because I was with her.
Then we had Outback takeout for dinner, love the rib meat. mmmmm good.
She brought my toys and chewies and my bed. It almost feels like home.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 9:58 PM
Monday, October 31, 2005
Friday, October 28, 2005
Thursday, October 27, 2005
Daisy Mae on the trail
The best part of the day is when I go turtle hunting.
That is what my dad calls it. We walk down to the pond and he feeds the catfish and I run around on my own. I hunt. I follow my nose and it takes me to the best smelling places.
Some times, I get pretty dirty and that means a bath.
But I don't mind, because some day I know I am going to catch something.
Deer? Turtles? Rabbits? Squirrels? Ducks? Or Poison Oak?
Posted by Mesha Provo at 1:13 PM
Sierra came back.
Sierra the Kitty, has a few names.
She was called Munchie, because she got fat.
She was called Runaway, because she was hard to catch. She would always run and hide.
She drove out from California to Red Oak Hollow with us and she has never been the same.
Sierra never went outside and when she finally did, she didn't come back home.
Three weeks she was gone and one night she came back home to eat.
My mom got up in the middle of the night and saw her eating in the kitchen.
My mom was very happy to see her and Sierra was happy to be there.
She is no longer fat.
She doesn't run when they try to pick her up.
She is even sweet to me.
Her vacation did her good.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 1:11 PM
Wednesday, October 19, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Wet and Wild
There is a great swimming hole on the domain. No dogs allowed.
I am glad I don't read yet, and the sign doesn't mean a thing to me.
The first time I went swimming, I didn't want to get wet.
The second time, I jumped on the raft for the ride.
I swim now and I like it more than baths.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 9:13 PM
Friday, October 14, 2005
It was a cold and foggy night.
The dogwoods were just beginning to change colors to a brilliant red.
My mom gave me a deer chop bone from her dinner and placed it on the front porch for me to enjoy. I was on the porch alone, just me and the rocking chairs. I can still smell that lovely bone ...... I was sinking my teeth into it and suddenly there was a boom. I hate booms.
The front door was closed. Another boom.
I was off. I ran down the steps, across the yard and down the gravel road.
It was dark and cold and the boom could get me. I ran as fast as I could.
I ran down the road. It was dark and all I could see was the road ahead of me. I ran past the horses. I could smell them in the field. There was no lights and no people. I ran and I ran and the road ended in another road and I turned left and I ran. It was quiet now. So very dark. I kept running. It was just the road. No cars. No lights. I kept running. The boom would get me. I had to run.
There were lights that led to a house. I saw this house before. It had the garden my mom always stopped and looked at during our long walks.
I went to the porch. I smelled dogs. This was a good house. It has dogs.
How big are the dogs? Nobody is barking. Just quiet and darkness around me, except for the lights of the house.
I whimpered. Nobody came to the door. I will sit here till someone comes to the door. Where is my mom? Where am I? What did I do?
I will rest here and when they find me. They will pick me up and find my mom. Where is my mom? I will wait.
A car is here and a nice little old lady is walking towards me.
I jump, jump, jump. Hello, I am Daisy Mae. Hello, Hello, Hello.
She picks me up and I lick her face. Kisses go along way when you are lost. She takes me in her house. This house has dogs. I don't see them, but I know they are here. I am in the kitchen and I drink from their bowl. A kitty runs away when she see me. I must be big and scary to that kitty.
I follow the lady to phone. I sit on her lap. She will find my mom.
I drink more water and walk around the kitchen while I wait. I can't find the dogs. The lady has them hidden. She talks to them, I can tell.
I hear another car. The lady picks me up and we go to the door. There is my mom. I wonder where she's been. I am so happy to see her.
I am tired. We are driving home.
My dad is happy to see me and he tells me not to run away. He probably don't know about the boom. He would run, too. I look for my bone and it's gone, but in my food bowl are lovely pieces of deer meat. Daisy -size, just for me. It's good to be back home.
Posted by Mesha Provo at 12:27 PM