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Conversations with Riley #11: Sad Puppy

Me: Why are you staring at me while I brush my teeth?
Riley: I know you are leaving soon and I’m sad.
Me: <hug> I’ll be back soon!

Conversations with Riley #10: Pouting Puppy

Riley: Where have you been, Mister?
Me: I’m sorry – I had to work late but I love love love you!
Riley: I’m mad.
Me: Do you want some ice?
Riley: …
Me: I’ll give you the whole ice tray…
Riley: <jumps into my arms>

Conversations with Riley #9: Ice Cubes

Me: Son of a … ! I dropped an ice-cube!
Riley: Son of a … ! He dropped an ice-cube!

Conversations with Riley #8: Super Bowl Eve

Riley: A-zig and a-zag! A-zig and a-zag!
Me: Whatcha doing?
Riley: Running routes.
Me: Why?
Riley: Getting ready for the Big Game! Tom Brady NEEDS me!

Conversations with Riley # 7: Puppies Will Eat Anything

<lick lick lick>
Riley: Your clothes taste good.
Me: <sigh>

Conversations with Riley #6: A Little Wet Behind the Ears

Riley: Good morning! Let’s go for a walk!
Me: It’s raining!
Riley: Walk!
Me: Ok…
<we go outside>
Riley: What… is this?
Me: Rain.
Riley: <whispers> Will you go first? I’m scared…

In Which the Dingo Speaks

Hello and welcome.

Well, the journal has been up now for a couple of weeks and I’ve yet to properly introduce myself. My name is Jeremy, and I’m an aspiring writer and amateur photographer. I am also <insert ominous music here> The Dingo. But shhhhh, don’t tell anyone. I’d hate for my secret identity to be leaked to the press. 

From an educational standpoint, I hold two degrees – a B.A. in psychology and another in theatre arts. This means that I am able to understand crazy so that I can be crazy. My friends can testify to the fact that I probably didn’t need a university education for this to apply to me.

Crazy.

I also have a puppy, who (at the time this article was being written) is pushing 10 months old. Her name is Riley. This is her:

She liked the bows so well that by the time we got home from the groomers she was eating them. She has pretty good taste – those are fancy and plastic and yellow, after all. Yum.

The reason that I decided to create this journal is that I wanted to have a creative outlet that I can share with other people. My secret motive is that I have become lax and I spend way too much time on the computer (writing an online journal should help with getting away from the computer, don’t you think?). As I very rarely share any of my work, I am not nearly as diligent as I should be about creating it. That, dear reader, is where you come into the picture.

Now that my vaction in Mexico is over (thank God – that beach was just so relaxing; I’m glad to be back to fast-paced Dallas life), my goal is to publish on this journal at least 3 times a week, at least to start. Here is what you can look forward to:

MONDAYS: Random articles about random things, and if I am particularly lazy perhaps just a movie review. (Did I mention I like movies? I didn’t think so. I mean, why would would a trained actor who doesn’t actually act enjoy watching actors who do act?).

WEDNESDAYS: A weekly log of the deep and philosophical conversations I have with Riley. She has a lot to say about our American culture and society. I can’t keep up with  her intellectually. “Conversations with Riley” is my way to ask for your help in understanding her viewpoints. Please, leave comments explaining it to me.

FRIDAYS: “Eye of the Beholder” is my attempt at sharing my amateur photography with the world. I admit I still have a lot to learn about photography, but I hope you enjoy looking at them as much as I enjoy taking them. 

I also hope to post additional randomness on random days as the random mood strikes me.

Questions? 

Conversations with Riley #5: Snack Stockpile Build-Up

Me: Riley, where did you get that treat?
Riley: I’m stockpiling for the winter.
Me: Why are you eating it now?
Riley: …
Me: And why are you now throwing into the air instead of eating it?
Riley: I got bored.

Conversations with Riley #4: Guard Puppy

<door slam>

Riley: I heard something.

<creaking sound>

Riley: YOU…. SHALL NOT…. PASS!!!!

Me: Good girl

Conversations with Riley #3: Ooooo Treats!

Riley: Ooooo treats with legs! They’re tasty! … They’re on my face they’re on my face get them off get them off!
Me: We don’t eat the ants, Riley.
Riley: Ooooo treats with legs!
Me: <facepalm>