Tuesday, May 15, 2018


We are moving to Macon, GA, on Friday, so our house is a minefield of boxes, packing tape, bubble wrap--you name it! My hubby Clark and I are on the home stretch with packing, being old hands at moving. I grew up in a military family, so I attended 13 schools by the time I graduated from high school, And, Clark and I have moved nine or ten times since we married in 1970. We're saying that this move to be closer to our family is our LAST ONE. We'll see!!

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Holly and the grands
The closing on our home here in Snellville is tomorrow, and the closing on our new house in Macon is Thursday. Friday we load up and head to Macon. Our three grandchildren are coming back with us on Thursday and will help me go through the house on Friday after the movers load up. We'll do the hardwoods, take a final swipe at the baths and kitchen, walk around to make sure we don't leave anything behind, then out the door we'll go. 

We'll miss our home here, but new adventures await us in Macon. We'll be only 15 minutes from Holly and family instead of the two hours we have now. Oh, I know that's not that far (we are still three days away from Kurt and Bethany in AZ), but we have no family here at all.

This is my last post until we reconnect in Macon, so it will be sometime next week when I can navigate the minefield of boxes to reach the computer! Will see you on the other side, doxie lovers.

Wednesday, May 9, 2018


Hello, my dear humans!
I'm one of those "conniving cats" Sarge the doxie writes about in his book, I AM SARGE. Well, I beg to differ.
See, he came to visit my family for a week, and boy, did Joey and I give him a time he'll never forget! Sarge called that week his "Feline Boot Camp," whatever that means. He also started calling me Fuzz Ball and Joey Mr. Slick (since Joey's Siamese, the name suits him). Humans, you won't believe some of the antics we pulled on poor ol' Sarge, heh heh.
You'll want to secure yourself a copy right away, mainly because I AM IN IT! And no matter what Sarge said about me in that book, I maintain my innocence. Dogs just don't understand us cats very well, do they? Doxies always try to get the squeaker out of their toys--I just don't get THAT. Such things are beneath my dignity.
Oh, I got carried away talking about ME, but go ahead— click on the BOOKS tab to see this book, I AM SARGE. I dare ya! It remains 99 cents in the Kindle version.
If you don't have a Kindle, grab yourself a free Kindle reading app here:
It works on tablets, computers, or smartphones. Oh, and it’s also in paperback. You can also visit Amazon directly:
Meowingly yours,
(Note: Tate is a real cat—he owns my daughter Bethany and her hubby Kurt 😊) —MDH

Monday, May 7, 2018


I have a serious prayer request:
Our daughter Bethany has bilateral pneumonia (that’s B with me in the photo). She and Kurt live in AZ, and I’m requesting prayers for her recovery. She had been very sick for a couple of days with fever, throwing up, etc., so Friday night Kurt took her to urgent care. They gave her a breathing treatment, did tests which revealed her bilateral pneumonia, and sent her home with antibiotics and meds to help her breathe better. She has a dr appt Tuesday.

Thank you so much.

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Wednesday, May 2, 2018


Do you find it as difficult as I always have to keep from spoiling your doxie(s)? Doxies are masters at manipulation, especially when it comes to their desire for human food or treats. Our granddawg Sunny is certainly no different--she works hard to get what she wants!

Here she is in all her glory:

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Below are a few other doxies who want something from their humans (usually food):

Dachshunds . . . you gotta love 'em, even when they're begging!

Tuesday, May 1, 2018


Here's a photo, circa 1972, featuring my brother Steve and I with baby Samantha ("Sam"), whom I have written about often. In this photo, I had been married a couple of years and Steve was in college then. Sam was our parents' doxie, and she later had the cutest litter of pups!

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Funny how we always remember every pet we ever had . . . that's because they make such a big impact on our lives. I loved every one of them and grieved when they passed. I still miss my doxie Duke A LOT.

Dachshunds . . . you gotta love 'em. ALWAYS.