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Roger’s Going to SOFA!

by Ingrid the Studio Dog   Of course, this means he’s leaving me. From November 6th – November 9th, to be exact, he’ll be in Chicago with PISMO Fine Art Glass and Sandy Sardella. That’s nearly FOUR whole days. He doesn’t seem to care. He’s all “SOFA this…” and “SOFA that…”, and “OMG, what am…

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The THicket glass artwork by Roger V Thomas

Roger’s working on a new piece!

And you know what that means… That’s right. No love for the Ingrid. But even I have to admit it looks good. We were out for a walk the other day. I prefer the parks, so I can chase balls and squirrels, but walking along the Columbia Slough is nice, too. And sometimes we head…

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A most disturbing occurrence.

By Ingrid the Studio Dog Recently, the yard has been acquiring some other animals. I don’t want to name any names, but someone has been sneaking in and putting things in my yard. This is Zippy the Zombie Squirrel. He scares me. He’s a yard light, of all things. And aren’t you lucky? You get two…

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More from Winnipeg

It’s taken me a little while to get the photos from Roger organized, but I at least wanted to show you some of my other favorites from Roger’s trip. This is my friend in Canada, May. Isn’t she cute? Not as cute as I am, of course. She’s a Schnauser and lives with two glass…

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And more from Roger and Winnipeg.

I’m so happy! I just heard from Roger and he sent me pictures of Winnipeg. I feel like I’m almost there with him. This is just a selection. There’s more to come! My favorite are the pictures of the warthogs and other animals. Roger had a privately arranged trip to a trophy room in a camera shop above…

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The demands on the studio dog are great.

Hello all! I’ve returned from my spa weekend at the Dog House. A fabulous place. I was told I was a “good girl” many times (as if this were news–I’m always a good girl) and had long discussions with a Doberman about Rupert, my favorite toy. He claimed Rupert was his. I disagreed. Anyway, I…

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