This dog looks JUST LIKE Timone!
There was a snow storm in which Kerri carried Timone out to the back fence, put him down, and then recorded him finding his way back to the house in snow as deep as he was tall. It was funny! He was such a good sport, even though he hated snow. I swear, this photo could be of that day. Just amazing!
Why do we keep picking the barkiest dogs available? And we have a mini-schnauzer to boot. They’re supposed to be noisy, but not annoying, the book says.
Well, let me tell you, Dot is ANNOYING. It is 8am, and she is howling. And barking. And whining. “Ruht-roooooooooooo”. Over and over. The kids are at the bus stop, which is in front of our house, as we live on a corner on a busy road. They are there every day. They sing. They talk. They laugh. They’re real cute! But if Dot’s awake when they are there, she howls and barks. And heaven forbid Schr?dinger walk by Dot’s cage during all this. Then Dot barks louder and furiously while scratching at her cage door.
Over the weekend, one of the little girls in the neighborhood came down the street, probably looking for a playmate. Vin was out in the garden, and Dot was out with him. Dot heard the girl and started barking like mad. Through the fence, Vin heard the girl say “Aw, shut up Dot”.
See Dot. Even the kids think you’re annoying.
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The attorney I worked for in CT for 10 years died. In a damn car accident. I worked for Brad, and J. and D., at their law firm in New Haven, CT. While I learned from all three of them, Brad was really my mentor. He was also a good family friend, and we socialized for many years, even after Vin and I relocated to MA.
Brad was the smartest person I ever knew, even smarter than my husband, who is (was?) the second smartest person I ever knew. Brad was truly one of those people that knew something (and usually quite a bit) about everything. You could talk about about anything with him, as well as ask him anything and get an answer. When Kerri was little, and asked all kinds of questions, Brad always knew the answers, whether it be about chemistry, mathematical properties, or iguanas (Kerri was weird kid!). He also introduced us to reptiles as pets, which we had for many years.
I last saw Brad about a year and a half ago. He had moved to NC several years ago, and really liked it there, not missing the New England weather at all. We kept in touch, although not as much as I know wish we had. We both happened to be in CT at the same time, and my brother Greg arranged a dinner. It was great seeing him and hearing about his life and what he was doing. Before we parted, he gave me some private advice, as he had done for many years in his big-brother fashion.
Brad, you were a good friend, and you will be missed. RIP