Those Dog Gone Doughnuts

Just experimenting with my new camera I got for Mothers Day. It's a Panasonic Lumix -
Danny highly recommended it.
We still are getting tons of artichokes - this plant is about 4 years old. Its taken over the whole vegetable garden.
Bentley and Molly doing a little weeding for me.
Bentley is a great Bee watcher and Bird chaser.
Those "dog gone" doughnuts. Kenzie made all of these this afternoon after church while I slept.
These are the kiss of death melt in your mouth kind. She learned how to make Roxanne's famous doughnut recipe for Young Women a couple weeks ago. Bentley's barking at me in the window. She made chocolate ones, maple pecan ones, and sprinkle kinds. This is the first white flour I've had since I started my South Beach Diet. It was worth it. Good thing I'm scheduled to go bike riding in the morning.

Farewell Mama Kiki - 18 good years

We finally had to put down our loyal cat who thought he was a dog this week. 18 years ago he followed our son Jon home one day from school. He wasn't a kitten but under a year old when he decided to adopt our family. His first name was Mitters because of his four white paws. Then it was "Mama's Mitters" and then one of my babysitting kids started calling him "Kiki" which he would come to any of those names. He was our healing cat. If you were not feeling well he would jump up on your lap and purr and rub his claws and paws onto your tummy until you would feel better. It was magic! He never backed away from any dog that would challenge him, swatting at them and holding his ground. He did swat at my mom one time when she forgot to feed him and she never let us forget the story which gets bigger and better every year. Derek took the best of care of him and slept with him most of the time. I was hoping he would still be alive when Derek returned from his mission but he got so skinny and was just not himself. This week his back leg swelled up and was hot to the touch and I knew that infection was setting in. So I took him in and he seemed very relaxed and purring and knew that's what he wanted. 18 years is an amazing long life for a cat. I can't ever remember having to take him into the vet for any sicknesses or anything. We buried him in our Secret Garden and have place a red antique wagon with a statue of a little girl holding a kitten. This cat will always hold a special place in our families heart. Farewell good and faithful friend.

Grand Puppies

This is Danny and Lachelle's babies, "Royce and Shelby". They were parading in front of the grandstand at the wiener national races at the Phx Greyhound Park. They didn't race but did allot of sniffing and watching. Maybe next year.

Grand Puppies

This is Chopper, our son Jon and Ivette's English Bulldog.
This is his favorite position when he gets a little
winded or hot. Since we don't have any grandchildren yet we like to babysit our grandpuppies and spoil them rotten.

Pets on Parade

We have 2 loyal Labradors, the black is "Molly" she is 13 as of this June. Bentley is 4 yrs. old and
has a loud bark to scare away the robbers. One night this month they got out and must have run around the neighborhood. Anyway they were locked out of the backyard and about 1 a.m. Bentley went to Kenzie's bedroom window and just started barking. Kenzie is a heavy sleeper but the constant barking woke her up and she looked out and saw Bentley barking at her and Molly was just sitting there. Rick got up and let them in the backyard and they must have drunk water for about 5 minutes. Bentley's the smart one. Molly has arthritis but still can hold her own in a game of cat and mouse with Bentley.