Land of the Shar-Pei

Scotchie says hello from the Land of the Shar Pei

My grandma Mary was 4 ‘ 11 “ tall. Short and scrappy. The one who could enter any pub and command the room, especially when looking for relatives who may have been out way too long and perhaps had a wee dram too many. 🤣
She also carried this huge purse that when opened appeared to be bottomless.

no, not hands. they’re like those clackers kids used to swing around, but these don’t have the string and don’t shatter into millions of shards like those clackers did. 😁😁

Some of you
may recognize these co-workers from a cyber awareness challenge many of us in service has to take each year.

Always remember you are a vibrant individual. Keep shining brightly!✨

Haven’t posted from the Land of the Shar-Pei in a while. Scotchie had his 8th birthday a short time ago! He will always be our puppy. ❤️

One of Scotchie’s jobs in the Land of the Shar-Pei is food inspector.

😂🤣

Plate of delicious looking waffles with bits of bacon in them

Breakfast of waffles champions. Or is that a waffle breakfast for champions? Nah, bruh. All good. Just eat them.

Just chillin’

Land of the Shar-Pei celebrates Ling’s 11th birthday!

Ling is showing her approval in typical stoic Shar-Pei fashion.

Land of the Shar-Pei celebrates Ling’s 11th birthday!

Ling is showing her approval in typical stoic Shar-Pei fashion.

Spring ahead this weekend!

There are over 421 Scottish words for snow. I think my fave is flindrikin (slight snow shower). ❄️❄️

Form of a Time Machine!!!

If we’re in a psych hospital I’m likely in the short yellow bus about to lick the windows as we careen down the wild road to oblivion.

“The Land of the Shar-Pei is a magical place.” whispered Tasha to her sister M.

Giant Panda Cam Watch the giant pandas at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo starting in January 2025.

Two words: Panda Cam!

nationalzoo.si.edu/webcams/pand...

And a partridge in a pear tree?

A golden retriever in a hooded jacket stares out of frame. The fur under their muzzle implies a beard.

"Aye, the sirens," says the lighthouse keeper, picking a bit of tobacco from his beard. "Some nights, when the wind is just so, I swear I can hear 'em singing." "What do they sing?" I prod him. A faraway look in his eyes, he says in a voice barely above a whisper, "Tubthumping."

The dogs from Land of the Shar Pei approve.

a man standing in front of a store that sells whites chips ALT: a man standing in front of a store that sells whites chips

Stealthy enough?

You don’t teach grad level strategic communications or public affairs. Do you? 😁

We’ve been married over 20 years and we still do it every night.

*Annoy each other

Two Shar-Pei dogs named Ling and Scotchie posing for photo.

Mom Ling and her son Scotchie hanging out on a Saturday.

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Wassup, Odin?

Mom Ling and son Scotchie enjoy a Sleepy Sunday.

What if I can’t read?

Looks like they have a quorum. Or should we call it a gaze?