Archive for December, 2009

Dec 27 2009


But I’m on Vacation, Mom!

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Consider upgrading your account to remove ads from your site and access enhanced blog features! Would someone PWEEEEZE remind Mom that I am on vacation toooo.┬áThat should mean a break from the indignities of teefer brushing, ear cleaning, nail trimming, and booger-picking, shouldn’t it? But I am still being scrubbed, wiped, trimmed, brushed, picked, and […]

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Dec 18 2009


Wyatt’s Way

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Hey Wyatt Ray, check this out! Mom saw this street sign in Tombstone Territories RV Park while her and Pop were walking me. You have a street named after you, you lucky dawg!! Riley Pup

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Dec 18 2009


Riley’s Excellent Adventure

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Consider upgrading your account to remove ads from your site and access enhanced blog features!Dawg, have I been a busy Pup these past two weeks. We left home to go out west. I don’t understand that exactly, but I do know that we rode a really, really long time in the truck….and I do mean […]

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Dec 18 2009


The Hillbillies Go Grocery Shopping

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I normally hate grocery shopping…despise, detest, abhore, loathe, you get the picture. Except when we are on vacation, that is. Since our choices at home are extremely limited, consisting of Hellmart (and not a good one), BiLo (buy high to us), UGO (one sniff & you-go away fast), Save-a-Little (on dented, sometimes out of date, […]

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Dec 06 2009


Riley Does Texas: Pup’s Big Honkin’ Sandbox

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We pulled into Monahans Sandhills State Park in Monahans, TX late this afternoon. I’d read that the campground is pretty awesome….but I really didn’t expect it to be this wickedly cool! ┬áThe dunes are attempting to overtake the sites and roadways, so it really feels as though you are parked in the midst of the […]

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Dec 05 2009


Bertha, Bertha, Bertha

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Well, we left the house Thursday morning, and made it about 10 miles when Bertha got sick. She was spewing and smoking, and had spiked a low fever. After a brief physical, James determined that she had blown the gasket to the new thermostat he had just installed for her the day before. So he […]

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