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  • Ode to my big sister Ivy

    Roscoe Pomeroy|Aug 22, 2024

    It’s been a little sad at our household lately. A little over a week ago Mom took Ivy to the doctor. She had not been feeling well, was not eating and was losing a lot of weight. Mom came back sad and said something about cancer and that they were going to do an ultrasound on Ivy. It sounded scary. Then Mom took Ivy to the doctor the next day when she went to work but when Mom came home Ivy was not with her. I heard something about the Rainbow Bridge and that Ivy was playing with Luke, Sarah and Jake. I never met them before but Mom and Dad t...

  • Roscoe's Ramblings: What to chase and not to chase, that is the question

    Roscoe Pomeroy|Apr 25, 2024

    Hi folks. It’s been a while since last I touched base. A lot has happened, especially with my relationship with Tigger. Tigger started going on walks with us and Dad would make sure I stayed right with him so as not to be tempted to chase Tigger. That was so hard. I mean I am a dog and Tigger is, well, a cat. It is instinct. Tigger would not go on walks with Mom and us until just last week. I think he was leery since Mom lets me run all over chasing birds. I love spring, birds are everywhere. I still have not been able to catch any though. I d...

  • Christmas wishes

    Roscoe Pomeroy|Dec 21, 2023

    Dear Santa, Hello, It's me Roscoe again. I'm over 2 years old now and this Saturday will be my two-year anniversary with my furever family. I know I thanked you last year for them but I have to thank you again. Having a furever family and furever home is the best. Mom and Dad have given a great furever home to many animals including us five - yours truly, Ivy, Shadow, Tigger and Fluffy. We are all extremely grateful. We love it here so my Christmas wish this year is that all the doggies and...

  • What's that smell?

    Roscoe Pomeroy|Oct 26, 2023

    Sunday morning Mom wanted to sleep in but Dad woke her up, standing in the doorway he said, “We’ve got a problem.” Now wait just a minute. Do not assume that because I am writing this column that it was my fault. I mean it was but it is not nice to just assume. Sunday I learned what all the talk was about “leaving the black and white kitties alone” and “don’t find any skunks.” I mean what is a skunk. Well now I know. And skunks do not even come close to being kitties. I mean our kitties are cute and they usually run from me. OK, so Tigger f...

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