Oh dear...have actual years passed since I last posted on my blog?? But I have to confess that the only reason I'm here now is that my website was suspended temporarily and my business suddenly became a nonentity as far as Google search results were concerned. Since having a blog linked to my website was one of the things that gave me some decent exposure on Google, way back when, I'm hoping that an updated post might help me get my position back in the search results. Sad...but true.
Anyway, here's a nice picture of Idabelle.

A Couple of Lost Cat Stories

This is Quadzilla, our first "repeat customer." Murphy, my cat detection dog, was able to find him when he escaped a couple of years ago. This time we were not so lucky. QZ's family had moved to a new house on the edge of the woods, so I guess predators may have played a role. But it was kind of a tough search because there were 3 houses under construction on QZ's street while we were working, and Murphy was pretty nervous from all the loud noise. QZ's mom pulled out all the stops to find him; she used all of our best tricks and still...no Quadzilla. Here's what I wrote to Mom now that 2 weeks have passed:

Back to Blogging

Aaagh...did I really start this blog in 2007?? That's about one million years in blog years! I have switched back and forth between a straightforward pet detective blog, personal creative blog...blog, blog, blog. So, one more time, on the advice of marketing people, I'm pushing it back in the professional direction. Apparently, search engines (especially Google) are impressed by blogs that have over 50 posts. So rather than starting from scratch, I decided to resuscitate my old blog because I'm starting with 21 posts! Bear with me!

If you are here for information on tracking dogs, pet detectives, lost dogs or lost cats, please look at the posts labeled as such. You can also visit my website or my Facebook business page

Lost Dog Ranger Home After 7 Days on the Road!

Ranger found safe after 7 days!
Ranger was another dog (along with his buddy, Sammy) who was lost in last week's storms. His little buddy was recovered safely after 5 days when he gave himself up to a nice lady about 2 miles from home.

But no one had seen Ranger. Hoping the two dogs had stayed together, Murphy and I did "scent scans" all over the neighborhood where Sammy was found, but could not find Ranger's scent there.

So we started over at the owner's home. Since Ranger had a 7-day head start on us AND we'd had torrential rains, I was worried that Murphy might not be able to connect the dots. But after much circling of the owner's neighborhood, we finally found where Ranger exited the neighborhood. He had gone the exact opposite direction from where Sammy was found. Once I felt confident that we had established a direction of travel for Ranger, we broke off the scent search and started putting huge neon posters in the direction he went. We put up about 15 posters, but it was the 2nd or 3rd poster that did the trick. We had put up 2 posters at the intersection of Dennis & Royal in Dallas, and that's exactly where Ranger was picked up that evening. Click here to see a map of our search !

Eat Your Words

Eat Your Words

In my dream, I had purchased an expensive machine; it made snowcones out of paper. The easiest way to feed it enough paper was to tear the covers off an old book and shove the pages into the machine. Out would come the most delicious frozen treat.

In the dream, my friend arrive in town with her elderly, unhealthy father. They had no money and were living in their car. In my dream, I had another dream (love it when that happens!) where I gave my friend the wonderful paper recycling snowcone maker. I wasn't really using it that much.

But when I acted on my dream (in my dream) I decided to sell my friend the machine, instead of give it to her. After all, it was a valuable thing and she could make a lot of money with it. I tried and tried to convince her, grinding whole textbooks through the machine, turning them into fruity concoctions and selling them right and left, but my friend demurred. She's nuts! I thought. Or stupid!

I woke from my dream wondering why I didn't just use the damned thing myself?!

John's Painting!!

Trying Something New...

My good friend Sue sent me a book titled What It Is...the formless thing which gives things form by Lynda Barry. I read it several weeks ago, loved it, made a shopping list, failed to buy any of the stuff she recommended, dilly-dallied over the details of how to begin, forgot most of what I learned/loved/intended-to-do, got sick, got very sick, felt a little better, and then I made this.