• Inktober 2021 #11 – Sour

    The eleventh prompt for Inktober is “Sour” and is probably going to be my personal favorite. Unfortunately for my dad, he was the one left sour!

    My mom, dad and I had just sat down to dinner with our own generous helpings of hot spaghetti! We were hungry and just about ready to take our first bite when we heard the ever so familiar sound of a rumbling thunder on the ground outside. It’s the sound that horses make when they get out of the pasture and run like hell towards road!! They rushed passed the windows in the room we were in and we all immediately jumped up and ran outside to catch them!

    When the horses get out, you go into an instant state of action! The only thought in your brain is to catch the horses before they get to the road! So thats what we all did! It took a while but long story short, we wrangled up the horses and got them back in the pasture.

    We were relieved the chaos was over and happily returned to our dinner that was waiting for us this entire time. It was only then that we realized what we had done.

    My dear and beloved corgi, Phoebe, was left in the house all alone while we were running around outside. When we walked back in the dining room we saw Phoebe in my dad’s chair, two bites away from finishing his plate of spaghetti.

    Now Phoebe loved my mom and me but her relationship with my dad was different. They more or less just tolerated each other. My dad was okay with animals, as long as they had a job to earn their keep. The cats caught mice, the hunting dogs hunted and the chickens laid eggs. But Phoebe was my chubby little companion who was lazy (except when chasing chickens), spoiled and did whatever she wanted. My dad would never do anything to Phoebe because she was my best friend and she knew it. She seemed to mess with him because of this like…Haha, what are you gonna do about? She enjoyed picking on him.

    So the fact that she went for my dads plate instead my mine or my moms just made it all the more hysterical. Although, my dad was not laughing. The spoiled corgi struck again!

    My mom and I gave a little from our plates and no one walked away hungry. Especially not Phoebe who had the largest serving out of all of us.

    It’s a memory that my mom and I still laugh about today. I’m glad I was able to share it with you through my Inktober project.

    Thanks for reading! Check back tomorrow to see #12, Stuck.

    Protect your spaghetti, free spirits!

  • Spring is Being a Tees!

    Spring is Being a Tees!

    Warm weather is on it’s way! We made it folks. We survived another Winter! Although, I don’t know about everyone else but this was one of the most mild Winters we have had in a long time. We had maybe two good snowstorms but other than that just rain and wind. Now it’s already getting into the high 50’s and low 60’s; I live in upstate New York! That’s insane!

    So it’s time to put away the hoodies and get some new spring tees out. Let your skin soak up the sunshine and sport one of my awesome tees that I have available on Teepublic. I never formally announced my arrival to Teepublic but I now have a store through going on a few months now. I just ordered one of my tees before starting this entry so I am very excited to get that in the mail! This is the one I ordered:

    I love the color! It matches my mandala beautifully! There are so many colors to choose from and I have a bunch more designs in my shop so check it out and let me know what your favorite one is!

    Thanks for stopping by! I hope you had a great season! Sending warm wishes and happy Spring vibes your way! Check back soon for more artwork and awesome merch!

    Spring forward, free spirits!

  • Photo Journal: Beloved Pets

    I was finally able to visit a friend I hadn’t seen in a while yesterday. I brought my camera so I could mess around with it some more and get a feel for the different lenses. I took pictures of her pets who are always a pleasure to see. She has one dog, Country, and two cats, Smokey and Bella. Her son was visiting as well and brought his pup, Ruby, for a playdate. Bella was hiding the entire time so I wasn’t able to get a picture of her but I got the other three. They are so adorable, as are most animals in my opinion. Ruby is a young, energetic pup that wanted to play and be in everyone’s lap. Country enjoys silence, order and naps. Smokey the cat is a big, fat love muffin. Just make sure you have your back brace on before you pick her up. She is a total Garfield!

    I hope you enjoy their sweet faces as much as I do. What do you love about your pet? Share your story in the comments below! Thanks for stopping by this week!

    Until next time,

    “Maybe the legend of dogs coming from wolves is jus… is just wrong. Maybe, like, maybe one puppy asked his mom, “Where did we come from?” And the mom said “Woof.” And the kid was like, “Oh wolves?” And she was like, “Yeah, fine.”



  • #7 – Ruby

    #7 – Ruby

    Ruby Red

    3/17/18, Megtography #7 – Ruby – Went to visit a friend today. Ruby was there, a pit/boxer mix. I love her!

  • DeSoto: A Heart of Gold

    RIP DeSoto

    It’s hard to say goodbye when someone has been at your side for ten years. On March 10th, I had to say goodbye to my greatest friend, DeSoto. He had been with me nearly his entire life. I received him from a friend of a friend when he was no more than a few months old. He was so tiny at the time with big dopey ears that stood straight up. He came everywhere with me; he was my shadow.

    DeSoto has been all across the country with me. He was with me when I had my first place in Ohio. Then we moved to Tennessee, back to Ohio, then to New York where we have been for the past seven years. He would sleep by my side every night and even after I got married, my husband had to compete for his place next to me. DeSoto was always there. His love was truly unconditional and he expressed it often. He would squeal with joy every single time I got home like he hadn’t seen me in years; even if I had just ran down the street and back. Usually the knuckle head would be so excited, he would headbutt me in the face. It hurt like hell but I couldn’t be mad. He could not contain his excitement!

    He was a mutt. We guessed something between a rottweiler and a black lab. Don’t ask me where those pointy ears came from though. That will always remain a mystery. Regardless of his pedigree, he was a very handsome dog. He had a shiny black coat and was always toned. He loved to run, although, his beloved Sasha could always outrun him. He was an incredible jumper as well. He could easily clear any backyard fence he came to. No matter though. He would never run away. He would just come to the front door and paw at it, as if he was knocking to come in.

    He was very obedient. He wanted to please anyone and everyone he met. He was your typical happy hound and he loved being a dog! He was good at it. He would be so hard on himself if he did something wrong, I could barely scold him. Half the time, I didnt even know he did something wrong until he would rat himself out with his guilty manuerisms.
    He was a good boy. He had an affect on everyone that met him. His genuine happiness rubbed off on all. I miss him dearly. I believe we were meant to be together. He wanted nothing more than to just be with me. I am a huge animal lover and have always had a strong connection with every creature I meet but DeSoto was so much more. It’s hard to explain. I literally feel like I’ve lost a peice of myself. Everytime I open the door, I’m sad he’s no longer there to greet me. I often feel the need to let him outside so we can chill in the sun together but then I remember he’s gone. He would always be there when I was sad to comfort me and let me hug him as long as I needed. Now when I cry, it’s for him and I want nothing more than to squeeze him tight.

    I guess it just takes time. Time heals all wounds, right? I just need to keep thinking of the great life we had together. I am the luckiest girl in the world to have had such an incredible friend at my side. DeSoto taught me to enjoy every second we have. There is no need to dwell on the past. Everyday is a new day and our attitude is what makes everything brighter. DeSoto was a friend to all and had no prejudice. We could all learn a thing or two from such a loyal and loving heart.
    This is for you buddy. I miss you tremendously but I will always stay positive and embrace everyday, just like you did.

    Until next time,

    “Our bodies are prisons for our souls. Our skin and blood, the iron bars of confinement. But fear not. All flesh decays. Death turns all to ash. And thus, death frees every soul.”


  • #30 – Snow Princess

    #30 – Snow Princess

    2/23/17, Megtography #30 – Snow Princess!

  • #27 – BFF

    #27 – BFF

    2/20/17, Megtography #27 – BFF!

  • #23 – Road Trip

    #23 – Road Trip

    2/16/17, Megtography #23 – Road Trip!