Like us, Mira enjoys a good pattern. Preferably one that's perfectly aligned. One that she can predict where it will go next. What it will look like tomorrow. And the next day.

Flamingos are cool. Let's face it. Don't fight it. We like flamingos. Even flamingas. Wear your flaminga and flamingo with pride And dance a little while you're at it.

She was a lovely gal who made a lovely pal. We don't know where she's gone from here. But she left us this lovely garden to look after. And it's just what we needed.

I know it has been ages since we last crossed paths, but I assure you that it has nothing to do with how you left me standing there on one hoof by the side of Haskell Pond ready to take the leap, thinking that the ice was firm.

Many hours here have been spent mulling the marvels of Melvin's mellifluous melodies. Might have been on Monday. Or maybe back in March. But we knew when we heard it first that Melvin's melody was matched by mo one.

Sometimes we need them. A little guidance in where in the world a person fits. A little clue that says, "I like fish, I really like fish, I love to fish," can really go a very long way.

It was during a lightbulb moment, albeit one of those with dimly lit amber-colored filaments that you might find in Restoration Hardware, that we realized that Dalmatians are amalgamations of black and white.

There are times in life when you just have to belt out and owl at the moon or whomever crosses your path. Own your inner owl. Don't be afraid to owl. It took us years to learn to owl. But we are now all owling wherever we go.

If you had a tail like Tally, you'd gaze at it too. It's certainly more interesting than most of the navels we've seen most folks these days focusing on. Get your tailgazing on today with Tally.