Ramblings of a Rita

A few seconds to remember a life...

0 notes

Stella: ” I don’t know which is worse: my Mom taking 10,000 pictures of me or my brother Alfred barking like crazy while I’m trying to sleep… Use your inner bark, Alf!!!” #puglifeisrough

Stella: ” I don’t know which is worse: my Mom taking 10,000 pictures of me or my brother Alfred barking like crazy while I’m trying to sleep… Use your inner bark, Alf!!!” #puglifeisrough

Filed under puglifeisrough

0 notes

I had great mail today: a letter from the six-year old child that I sponsor in Mozambique. She made me a drawing. Too cute!!! #thebighand

I had great mail today: a letter from the six-year old child that I sponsor in Mozambique. She made me a drawing. Too cute!!! #thebighand

Filed under thebighand

0 notes

Guess who’s supposed to sleep at the bottom of the bed? The human, of course…

Guess who’s supposed to sleep at the bottom of the bed? The human, of course…

0 notes

Stella: “Mom, this has to stop, seriously—I look ridiculous! You spoil me rotten: smother me with kisses and hugs ALL the time, talk to me in a funny, cutesy voice, cater to my every need… At least you didn’t warm up the towel in the dryer like you usually do in the winter. I guess that’s progress. Baby steps…” #ilovemypugwaytoomuchmaybe

Stella: “Mom, this has to stop, seriously—I look ridiculous! You spoil me rotten: smother me with kisses and hugs ALL the time, talk to me in a funny, cutesy voice, cater to my every need… At least you didn’t warm up the towel in the dryer like you usually do in the winter. I guess that’s progress. Baby steps…” #ilovemypugwaytoomuchmaybe

Filed under ilovemypugwaytoomuchmaybe

0 notes

Stella: “No, it wasn’t my fat bottom that made me fall off the pillow; obviously, it was my brother Chopper, the pillow hog!!!”

Stella: “No, it wasn’t my fat bottom that made me fall off the pillow; obviously, it was my brother Chopper, the pillow hog!!!”