Babka Liz's Blog

Well, after weeks, even months of planning, I finally make a clean break out the gate taking Jezz and Jack-Jack with me. That bloody do-good...

The days are still cold. The sky is still crying frozen tears, But the oven warms the kitchen. I've nothing to fear.

Hans has to wear that E-collar to keep him from licking his stitches. Poor Hans! However, it is too funny watching him try to sniff out a ...

Meet John. Because there are so many Johns in our lives we call him Hans. We have had several animals come through the our home from the she...

Upon coming home from the Walmart with some groceries, I was greeted by 8 sets of canine eyes and waggly tails. All wanting to go out and ru...

Here I sit aggravated with my hopeless attempts to be creative with my digitizing for the embroidery machine, particularly because, after ...

Peanut butter the Pit still resides at the ACAPL. Her old foster dad sometimes takes her for a ride in the truck and she gets a run in the f...