Wednesday, April 1, 2015






















Sniffing out old memories and favorite spots. Sylvia often takes me back to same places, again and again. Maybe she just doesn't want me to forget the memories of our time together here on Earth, however painful or wonderful. All these places are fragments or fragrances of our lives, forever a part of us, and ultimately become a part of whomever stumbles across our worn paths.






So much has happened

Here is a photo of Sylvia from last fall(?). So much has happened, between moving from Whitefield, to Jefferson, to Rockland and all of our adventures in between.
So, you are going to see a flood of photos from our fun times over the past year or more. Enjoy!

Thursday, September 4, 2014

 We have been getting outdoors as much as possibile this summer. The back yard, where the garden and the birds and other wildlife are, is her favorite spot.
 Sylvia took a little stroll with Rev. Bruce Taylor, who was visiting a beach in Owl's Head
Here she is, from our newly found favorite spot--just a short hike through the woods.

Saturday, November 16, 2013

Hey everybody!
It's me, Sylvia! I'm back. We've had a lot of adventures since the last post. We moved to this apartment next door to an ice cream shop (lots of good sniffs!) where this bearded guy gave me cookies all the time. It was great! People couldn't understand why I barked so much, but it was because I was having so much fun. We trotted out to the beach twice a day, every day, in summer, fall and winter. Last winter we were covered with snow and then we packed up in the spring and moved to this brown house with a yard and lots of other really interesting sniffs.
You'll have to keep an eye out for this blog, so you can see what I mean. I have photos I want to share with you. Anyway, glad to see you. Come back again. BARK!BARK!BARK!

Monday, October 31, 2011

Squeeky Bone

Sylvia has disemboweled almost all of her squeeky toys. The big red bone is hanging by a thread.

Happy Halloween

So much has happened. For Halloween, we dressed up as chefs. Actually, Sylvia was the chef and I was the cook. We barked up a good old time, with Meghan as the "Corporate Zombie" taking photos.