Sorry for the gap in my posts. I threatened to fire Grandma if she didn’t get back to work. She’s been busy getting things in order around here in our new home. This is what I’ve been putting up with: She came in the door last week announcing, “I finally got us a Shark!” She…
37 Much To Be Thankful For!
Happy Thanksgiving everyone, my Dear Readers! Grandma says a Podengo is like a child. When a Podengo doesn’t make noise, you better go check and see what he’s up to. I told Grandma we better return to this blog to let you know what we’re up to. We just got wifi, so Thanksgiving Day is…
36 An American Dog
I may be a Portuguese Podengo, but I’m an American patriot dog. I love the freedom I have now. It’s been a long learning curve. Grandma rarely has to correct me, which really impresses those who know my history. A long time ago, I was in double jeopardy when I had to wear the Blue…
35 Gardening with A Lady
Grandma spends most of her outdoor time in the garden. There are times I help her, but mostly I’m nosing around looking for bugs or frogs to pounce upon on. Lady was spending most of her time in the pasture. Farmer Allen let Grandma bring Lady up to the garden during the day so they…
34 Who Is That Masked Man?
When we’re on the farm, Grandma and I don’t wear masks because it’s just us and Farmer Allen is so busy we rarely meet up. So we spend most of our time with the other dogs, the chickens, cows, sheep, and one horse. For a short while, Grandma and I are visiting a friend in…
33 How This Superhero Flies
Grandma puts a lot of thought into new information she acquires. Several days passed since my superhero identity was revealed. We were traveling down the road when she asked, “Do you fly, Petey?” “What are you talking about?” I needed some information to answer her question. “That superhero thing. Most superheroes fly, so I want…
32 The Sun Is Rising
Grandma asked me this morning, “What’s with this superhero talk you’ve been bringing up lately?” I explained, “I have supernatural powers, so that makes me a superhero.” Pondering my idea, Grandma pressed her finger against her cheek and was quiet for a while. “Well,” she said, “there WAS that time at Aunt Sara Jane’s where…
31 Sacred Ground
Grandma was loading things in the car. I was by the door, ready to jump in, when she quickly turned and walked to the road. She was taking pictures of Mt. Hood in the distance. “What’s up?” I asked. She turned to go back to the car. “There’s someone on the other side of that…
30 No Bull
It’s been an exciting week, starting with Grandma waking up to the bull named Dieman (pronounced “demon”) in the backyard. I was in the livingroom and heard her pull back the curtain and say, “That ol’ devil is in my back yard!” Lady, whom Grandma suspects might be an angel (because she doesn’t kick me)…
29 Mother’s Day
This is the first year that I’ve been with Mother Toto on Mother’s Day. She’s a stay-at-home mom now, but it’s only because I’m now her stay-at-home-son. It’s been an adjustment for both of us. She was napping on the couch one afternoon. When I approached her, she growled, without even raising her head or…