Category: Pearl Bailey, The Dog

Pearl Bailey seems like she’s been in a dilemma all morning. When the house becomes eerily silent, that’s when I go looking. This is how I found her, perfectly still – not moving a muscle. Pearl Bailey was apparently contemplating over Frenzied Flounder or Crackpot Croaker and deciding which one would be willing to take

Does one really ‘own’ a dog – or do they ‘own us’ like “…this is my master…”. Or are they, instead, simply on loan to us — to take care of us and guide us, amuse us and call upon us to deliver our best humanity and grace through their unconditional love and acceptance? To

It is not uncommon for Pearl Bailey and me to wake and descend the stairs at the same time each morning. So, one can gather from this togetherness, that some conversation would take place ~ even if it is a one-sided one at that! After an hour of gradual exchange between the two of us,

Pearl Bailey is a dreamer.  No, I do not mean occasionally, I mean constantly.  When she’s not awake stalking and devouring lizards, she is dreaming.  Now, if you are inclined to believe, this diva has a flair for the dramatic even in her sleep.  The theatrics that accompany her slumbered visions are nothing short of

The cooler temperatures on the island were primed to deliver a lovely winter sunset and given the very thankful state I was in yesterday, a product of spending time in placidity and calm repose, I decided the Professor and I should walk to the beach to give thanks. The little beach, a mere 300 steps

Pearl Bailey and I were upstairs in my studio this morning, and as I became fully engaged in my activities, she was sleeping quietly at my feet, which is a heavenly thing! After a few hours, I noticed that Pearl Bailey had slipped away. Hmmm….I thought, ’I wonder where she has gone?’  So I stopped

Pearl Bailey turned ten years old this year; it is hard to believe that more than 9-1/2 years have passed since my gaining stewardship of this great dame! Antics aside, I feel oh so fortunate that she come into my life. By Pearl Bailey’s presence in my life, I was able to move past mourning

A miracle has occurred! Pearl Bailey has remained pearly white for over two weeks without a spec of dirt to be found! She even accomplished this despite the rains that fell over the past two days! Yes indeed, folks, as my grandma would say, ‘she’s clean as a whistle’. Now mind you, my grandma had

The cold artic air has finally dropped down to the Sunshine State. Here on the Suncoast, we are waking to temps in the 50’s. Now, where temps in the 50’s are considered balmy in the northern states, down here in Florida that’s down right frigid! Feeling cold in 50 degree temperatures is a definitive sign

I guess Pearl Bailey took me literally. November is the month when we lay down mulch on the property. That, of course, includes all the beds down in Pearl Bailey’s Shangri-La. After the huge task is completed, the property is just lovely with its outlined definitions. It is a big undertaking and takes the good