when we were at our old house, emma loved laying out in the sun to get warm. i think she really misses that when we moved to the apartment. now we are at our new place and emma and dexter are having a blast in the yard.
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Sunday, March 13, 2011
sunday breakfast
Saturday, March 12, 2011
pulgas ridge open space reserve
on saturday morning we took emma and dexter to pulgas ridge open space reserve located between redwood city and san mateo. last time aaron and i were there was almost two years ago with riley. emma and dexter had a great time sniffing at everything. emma did good with other dogs (we still need to use the clicker). dexter is great off-leash, so we let him off-leash at the dog off-leash area.
trail to the top |
taking a water break |
having a carrot picnic |
on the way back to the car emma dreaming about going back to the space reserve |
Friday, March 11, 2011
can you say adorable?
to all the rescued dogs
Tray's Poem, by Leslie Whalen
One by One, they pass by my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his time, he can't run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head,
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in my cage, day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face and I finally had hope.
You saw through the gray, and he legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give,
To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
One by One, they pass by my cage,
Too old, too worn, too broken, no way.
Way past his time, he can't run and play.
Then they shake their heads slowly and go on their way.
A little old man, arthritic and sore,
It seems I am not wanted anymore.
I once had a home, I once had a bed,
A place that was warm, and where I was fed.
Now my muzzle is gray, and my eyes slowly fail.
Who wants a dog so old and so frail?
My family decided I didn't belong,
I got in their way, my attitude was wrong.
Whatever excuse they made in their head,
Can't justify how they left me for dead.
Now I sit in my cage, day after day,
The younger dogs get adopted away.
When I had almost come to the end of my rope,
You saw my face and I finally had hope.
You saw through the gray, and he legs bent with age,
And felt I still had life beyond this cage.
You took me home, gave me food and a bed,
And shared your own pillow with my poor tired head.
We snuggle and play, and you talk to me low,
You love me so dearly, you want me to know.
I may have lived most of my life with another,
But you outshine them with a love so much stronger.
And I promise to return all the love I can give,
To you, my dear person, as long as I live.
I may be with you for a week, or for years,
We will share many smiles, you will no doubt shed tears.
And when the time comes that God deems I must leave,
I know you will cry and your heart, it will grieve.
And when I arrive at the Bridge, all brand new,
My thoughts and my heart will still be with you.
And I will brag to all who will hear,
Of the person who made my last days so dear.
Sunday, March 6, 2011
ideas for new house
ever since we've been in escrow, i've been trying to find ideas of how to furnish the house. i wish before we move in, we could have the whole house furnish exactly how we would like it, but i know that's not possible, but the fun part will be us slowly furnishing each room and seeing the end result. below are some pictures i found that i like so far.
i love this dining table - modern, but chic |
close-up of table |
school performance
last night kristen performed a couple of dances at her school and she did a great job! i loved performing dance routines in high school and seriously thought of becoming a dancer (until i realized that i was too short), hehe :)
kristen looked so pretty! |
hip hop performance |
swing dancing |
kristen concentrating on her dance moves :) she did a great job! |
Saturday, March 5, 2011
having fun at the park
to get out of the apartment, we took emma and dexter to kevin moran park in saratoga. while there, i saw a plague that dedicated the park to kevin moran. he passed away in 1995 from a stray bullet while attending a peace rally at uc berkeley. he was only 22 years old.
i like this park because it's so quiet and has lots of shade and grass area for the dogs to run around. dexter was off leash because he listens and doesn't run away whereas with emma, if she sees a squirrel, forget it.
i like this park because it's so quiet and has lots of shade and grass area for the dogs to run around. dexter was off leash because he listens and doesn't run away whereas with emma, if she sees a squirrel, forget it.
resting |
waiting for carrots |
pooped emma |
pooped dexter |
texas relatives
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
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