Name Change

Emma. The name brings to mind a sweet, soft, pretty, mild mannered mellow dog. Not so with the one that resides here. A proper name, a more fitting name, true to the nature of this beast will be Queen Diva Poops - a - Lot. Yep that's it. The yard gets cleaned up every other day. This dog poops every morning on our walk. With plastic bags at the ready I head out of the house armed for the days constitutional. Yet two days of back yard use yield a massive amount of poo. Emma . . . or Queen Diva P.A.L. (as she will now be known as) eats a premium, measured amount of dog food every day. The kind that is supposed to create less of a stool in your beloved pooch. Not so with this one. Maybe she is inviting her friends over when I am not looking.

Today we welcome Jock's two dogs over for three weeks as he hunts in the wilds of Montana. I am going to have to stock up on those empty plastic grocery bags for clean up. Kisha and Joey are good, older, quiet dogs. Queen Diva P.A.L is barking at the back door with the royal Frisbee waiting for her subjects to come play. It is going to be a long three weeks as Kisha and Joey sits under my desk, by my feet, hiding from the evil Queen. Will there be peace in the kingdom? Stay tuned.