Sunday, March 30, 2008

Coco's First Taste of FOOD!

Coco's first taste of homemade mashed sweet potatoes. She has been eying our food pretty seriously these last few weeks, so she is officially on solids.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Saying Goodbye to Our Good Friend Carol


You can't tell how sad we all are but we had to say goodbye to Carol (on the right) last night. She is moving back to Long Island for a while (until she moves back here to be Coco's Nanny in her spare time!) Joan, Carol's twin sister, is staying in the Bay Area but is leaving Vallejo to go back to San Francisco. They both are incredible artists and women.
To see Carol's work: http://www.carolsatriani.com/
To see Joan's work: http://www.artaud.org/Member_Pages/Satriani_Joan/joans.html

We love you guys! ....all the best on your adventure Carol...Joan, we are here anytime for you!

Kiss me I am 1/2 Irish!

The little Irish (1/2) Lass on the day after St. Patrick's Day.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

First Shopping Cart Ride!



Coco had her first shopping cart ride ever at Raley's this past weekend and loved it! (I think she felt like a big girl and loved all of the attention she got.) All the Raley's folks know her and regularly check in on her weight, and slow down their busy days to get a smile out of her.

Friday, February 29, 2008

Fate or Fated

This posting is really about me and about Coco but I felt like sharing a recent experience....
i rescued a dog last week outside of babiesrus in Fairfield - he was running down the road and i pulled over and opened my door and said 'hey'; and he jumped right in and into the back seat. I had Coco so at first i was like 'oh crap, he's going to gnaw off her hand while I am driving!' but he just put his paws on the arm rest and wagged his tale and looked at me and out the window. He had a collar with blue rhinestones, but no tag. so i took him to the humane society (oxymoron!) They said they have to evaluate him to see if he is deemed adoptable. I kept calling to find out what they decided, and in between calls they put him to sleep. i am heartbroken. i feel like i was supposed to take him. he was sweet with me and let me pick him up no problem. but he was really scared of the Humean people and i guess they thought he might bite. he was a chihuahua. ( i tell myself i at least maybe prevented him from having a painful death by car, or starvation??) poor guy was just scared. Oliver would have been put down too if he had ended up in a place like that when i adopted him. now he is a big sweety!