Do you notice in your life that it’s much easier to spot and discuss what’s not working compared to what is? Maybe it’s a Hungarian trait, maybe it’s personal but I have to consciously work on my brain to see the good things. Mia is a great help with this.
Continue reading “What makes you happy?”
When I’m sick, I often veer to the emotion of “poor me”. But, I’ve had just enough of that, so to balance, here are things I’m grateful for.
Continue reading “Thankful Thursday”
Both Mia and me were awaiting this moment with great excitement. The best blogging challenge of the year is almost here: the A to Z challenge. And we’re finally able to share you our approach for this year.
Continue reading “The AI, the dog and the witchling – A to Z theme reveal”
Why yes, I’m 100% searching for books that feature a dog! This promised an easy read, romance and happy ending, and it mostly delivered.
The human main characters, Margot and Will are both carrying a lot of baggage, pain and self-doubt, and it takes a dog to heal them.
They meet at a shelter where they both fall in love with the same dog: it happens, but then, without knowing each other, they decide to “share” the ownership: one week here, one week there. (I did need to suspend my common sense here for a bit. I mean, no way, that can realistically happen. But once you accept that it does, the story is cute.)
The dog in question is Blossom, a shy staffie. I liked how Blossom brought everyone together, how she helped them open up, not just these two but the others connected to them as well. Will’s mom, who didn’t want a dog but fell in love with Blossom anyway,
I found her own process of healing very similar to my own rescue, shy first, rebellious later, it was well written.
The romance was also good, slow, detailed, precious although I could have done away with the agonising in the last 70 pages or so.
All in all this book delivered what I wanted, what it promised: romance, dog, family.
If she had thumbs, Mia would use it to write. She would say: Missy’s still asleep. I’d like play though, how long do I have to wait?
Continue reading “What If Cats and Dogs Had Opposable Thumbs Day”
As today is Steinbeck’s birthday, here is a look back at his canine companions.
There’s only one thing I would cut jeans for at 6.30 in the morning (doing anything at that time that’s not sleeping does not come naturally): to make an ad-hoc toy for Mia, who likes chewing but not on artificial bones that are too hard for this I-have-no-problem-with-sticks-outside spoilt little princess.
Continue reading “There is only one…”
A new word courtesy of the A to Z challenge team: xenodochy. It means “Reception of strangers; hospitality”. In other words it’s something Missy and me don’t really practice.
Continue reading “Xenodochy – we don’t have it”
The heat of the summer quickly turned to rain and thunder, further preventing us from proper walks. I would have huffed and puffed, except lightnings scare me so I just hid in the bathroom. I closed my eyes to escape from the inexplicable fear: I knew Missy was here, but so were the loud booms, so really couldn’t tell if I was safe or not.
Continue reading “Yearning for walks in the forest”
Life with Mia 