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Life With Emma in the Desert Back Home in AZ

Back Home in Arizona, With Thoughts Near and Far

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

Here we are, back in Arizona after traveling all the way to Minnesota. Life in SaddleBrooke feels comfortable and familiar again. I’ve been enjoying strolls on the golf course paths. Dad caught me hanging out on a golf course and the big rock at the Clubhouse.

While life is back to normal, we do get out and about!

Recently we stopped at REI, where I met some very nice people. A kind fellow gave me a set of REI Co-op stickers. Dad (or maybe I should say my driver!) put one on my side of the golf cart and another on my stroller. I think it looks pretty fun — a little desert dog with big outdoor spirit! 🐶⛰️

We also had some work done at the U-Haul service center on our car’s trailer hitch. I met some friendly people there too, and we took a picture with one of the service guys.

Enlarge to see REI sticker on stroller]

Back at home, we had a huge project — a new air conditioner and furnace were installed. Wow, what a big job! It took all day. There’s a photo of me with Leo, the installer, standing proudly by our new thermostat. He even showed us pictures of his own cute little white dog. 🐾

A More Serious Topic: PTSD

Now I’d like to talk about something more serious — a topic I first mentioned in my Northfield, Minnesota post: PTSD.

While traveling, I met two wonderful people — Colonel Wayne and Dr. Steve. They’ve written books about PTSD and, most importantly, they give those books to veterans and anyone who might be struggling.

Not long ago, I read (with help from Dad, of course) a book about World War II prisoners of war in the South Pacific. It described how many carried invisible scars long after the war ended. PTSD isn’t just about memories — it’s also about how we relate to time. Researchers say it affects our perspective of the past, present, and future all at once.

There’s even something called the Zimbardo Time Perspective Inventory — 56 questions you can take for free at:

👉 https://www.thetimeparadox.com/zimbardo-time-perspective-inventory/

If you do, you can import your scores for each of the six dimensions of the scale into ChatGPT for analysis, and it will give insights into how you process experiences. It will even offer suggestions for how you can improve how you treat past, present, and future time.

Now, you might wonder: can dogs suffer PTSD too? The answer is yes. Rescued dogs, those abandoned in shelters, or those who’ve faced frightening events can show signs of trauma. We may shake, hide, bark, or freeze when reminded of our past — just like humans reliving difficult memories.

Why does this matter? Because PTSD is real, it’s serious, and it deserves compassion. Whether you’re a veteran, a family member, or even a pup who’s been through tough times, recognizing PTSD is the first step toward healing.

Meeting Colonel Wayne and Dr. Steve reminded me that help and hope are always nearby. Books, conversations, and kindness open doors. For dogs, it’s patience, routine, and love. For humans, it’s therapy, support, and understanding friends.

So if you or someone you love has struggled with trauma, please know: you’re not alone. Even a little white dog like me can see how important it is to talk about PTSD and to keep supporting one another.

With love and paws of comfort,

Emma 🌵🐶💖

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Life with Emma in the Desert: Heading to Duluth!

Hi friends — Emma here again! 🐾

We’re all rested, and here we go — back in the car, headed north on I-35 toward Duluth, Minnesota. For those who know Minnesota roads, you probably guessed it: yes, we stopped at Tobies in Hinckley. Dad says their donuts are the best. I’ll pass on those (I’m more of a chicken-treat kind of girl), but Dad sure enjoyed them!

When we rolled into Duluth, I noticed right away how much cooler it was compared to Arizona. This little desert dog thought July in Duluth was paw-fectly comfy. Duluth sits at the very northeastern tip of Minnesota, where the land meets Lake Superior. It feels like the edge of the world, and I loved the crisp air coming off the big lake.

Family, Friends, and Memories

We spent time with family and friends, Beth Ann and Peter. My human mom Joanne grew up in Duluth with her cousin Beth Ann, so there are always funny stories being shared. We also visited the cemetery where my human mom Joanne is buried. Last year a big new fountain was installed near the entrance, and this spring Dad added a beautiful granite bench there. I tried it out myself — cool and smooth, the perfect spot for a thoughtful rest.

Emma on the granite bench by the fountain

Canal Park and Lake Superior

No trip to Duluth is complete without Canal Park! I posed on the lake wall with the harbor lighthouse in the background. That old lighthouse isn’t used for guiding ships anymore, but years ago it lit the way for vessels coming in from the Great Lakes and even the Atlantic through the St. Lawrence Seaway.

Emma on lake wall with lighthouse

And of course, we stopped by the famous Aerial Lift Bridge. When it rises, huge ships pass beneath on their way into the port. Duluth is one of the farthest-inland seaports in the world, and ships from around the globe still come here to load and unload. Pretty amazing for a small dog to stand there and watch!

Emma with the Aerial Lift Bridge

Food and Flowers

After sightseeing, Dad treated himself to Mexican food at Little Angie’s Cantina. Not really for me, but he loved it! Then we strolled through Leif Erikson Park, where the flower gardens brighten the shoreline. The park honors the great Norse explorer, and its hillside paths give some of the best views of Lake Superior.

Emma at Leif Erikson Park with flower

Brighton Beach and the North Shore

Further up the shore we visited Brighton Beach. I posed with the lake behind me — sparkling and endless. Lake Superior is the largest freshwater lake in the world by surface area, and standing on its edge makes you feel small in the best way. The North Shore drive beyond Duluth is famous for rocky cliffs, waterfalls, and little towns full of history.

Emma at Brighton Beach

Central Lakes and Family Time

After Duluth, we headed south to the Central Lakes region where my humans once lived on Pelican Lake near Breezy Point. This part of Minnesota is sprinkled with lakes — Pelican, Gull, Whitefish, Nisswa, and so many more. It’s boating, fishing, and cabin country, and even a dog can sense how special it feels in the summertime.

Wrapping Up the Journey

On our way back to Minneapolis, we had lunch with Dad’s grandson Cole and his wife Payton. Then it was off to our hotel near the airport, right under the flight path! Airplanes soared over us as we looked across toward the Mall of America — the biggest shopping mall in the U.S. (But shopping wasn’t on our list this time.)

Emma with airplane over hotel

The next morning came early — 4 a.m. — and before long I was tucked in my travel case again, snoozing all the way back to Arizona. After all that adventuring, I was one tired pup. When we finally rolled back home and the shuttle driver helped with our bags, I thought of something I’d heard once: there’s no place like home. And it’s true — after so much traveling, nothing feels better than curling up back in my own desert home.

Emma with shuttle driver and bags

Time for a good rest now… until the next adventure!

With love and a wag,

Emma 🌵🐶💖

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✈️ Life with Emma in the Desert: Flying to Minnesota!

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

Last time we left off, I was all buckled in on the airplane, ready for takeoff. Well, up we went, and before I knew it, we were flying high in the sky! The Delta flight attendants were so nice — one of them even posed for a picture with me while I was cozy in my travel case. They made sure my human and I were comfortable the whole way. Dogs can’t exactly order snacks and ginger ale, but I can tell you that friendly smiles make any trip better.

Flying can be a big deal for dogs — there are new smells, different noises, and all sorts of people bustling around. I think it helps when your human stays calm and keeps you feeling safe. A favorite blanket, a little water, and a reassuring word or two go a long way. ✈️🐶

“Friendly smiles at 30,000 feet!”

Before long, we landed in Minneapolis. While waiting for our rental car, we met a nice fellow named Will. My human’s name is Bill, so we had a little laugh about that. I stayed in my travel case, but I could tell Will was a dog person.

Once we had the car, my human pulled out a secret weapon — a flattened cardboard box he’d packed in his suitcase! In just a few minutes, it was transformed into my travel car seat, perched right on the console so I could ride shotgun like I do at home in Arizona. Best. Idea. Ever.

Riding shotgun, Minnesota-style!”

We headed to Northfield, Minnesota. Dad told me I was born not far from here and joined him and my mom Joanne when I was just nine weeks old. I wonder what I was like as a tiny puppy… maybe a bit wobbly, maybe a little shy, but probably very, very cute. I can imagine discovering everything for the first time — new smells, new sounds, new toys, and my very first bed in my forever home. Life as a puppy is full of “firsts” — first treats, first walks, first time figuring out that stairs are not scary after all. Looking back, I think I hit the jackpot finding my family so early. 🐾💖

Then came one of the highlights of the trip — Minnesota grass! Ohhh, the soft, cool, green grass here is something else. I couldn’t resist rolling in it, paws in the air, tail wagging like crazy. If you’ve never seen a happy dog in perfect grass… well, you’re missing out. 🌱💚

Click to see VIDEO: “Minnesota grass is the best!”

We got to see family and friends, too. There was Chrystine (my human’s daughter — so I guess that makes her my human sister?) and Joyce, my human’s sister (my human aunt?). We also saw my human’s golfing buddies, Jim Karl and Brad. There was a lot of talking, laughing, and walking — especially across the beautiful campuses of St. Olaf College and Carleton College.

Speaking of walking — I spotted a squirrel on one of those walks and took off after it. It ran up a tree faster than you can say “peanut butter biscuit.” Dogs and squirrels have a long history — they zig, we zag, they chatter from the branches, we stare up and dream of the day we might catch one. It’s never happened yet, but the chase is half the fun. 🐿️

“Almost had him!”

At the soccer fields, we met Steve and Wayne. They’ve written three books about PTSD and veterans, which they give to anyone who might need or want to read about it. They even posed for a photo with me! My human has talked to me about PTSD since reading a book about POWs in the South Pacific during World War II. It’s important — even dogs can experience it — so I’d like to share more about that in a future post when I have more time.

“Talking about something important.

Before we left Northfield, we visited the Cannon River. It winds gracefully through town, with scenic walks both above and below the dam. In downtown Northfield, you can stroll along the river’s edge and watch the water sparkle in the sunlight. Ducks paddle in the calmer stretches, and the sound of the rushing water near the dam makes for the perfect background music to a summer walk. I posed for a photo by the river, just to prove I was soaking in the scenery.

“Taking in the view.”

Busy traveling, aren’t we? But we still make time for our afternoon siestas. Here’s a photo of me on the hotel bed, ready for a nice nap before the next adventure.

“Siesta time before the next adventure.”

And that’s where we’ll pause for now… because next up, we’re off to Duluth, Minnesota. But that’s a story for another day. For now — siesta time. 💤

Until next time,
Emma 🌵🐶💖

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Life with Emma in the Desert: Grooming, Doctors, and… Flying Off to New Adventures!

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

Whew, have we been busy lately! I barely had time to catch my breath between naps and neighborhood patrols. First off, I had another spa grooming day with my friend Anne. She fluffed me up, trimmed me just right, and sent me home looking fabulous.

“Fresh from the spa — looking fabulous!”

But not all the excitement was about me. My human had to go see his GI doctor about a procedure. I’m not exactly sure what that means, but it sounds like one of those times when I’m very glad to be a dog and not a human. No scary doctors for me — just my vet, who gives me treats after my checkups. My human says it’s an important thing for people to take care of, so I’m glad he is getting it done. 🐶💕

The best part? One of my favorite humans — my “pack brother” Rick — flew in to visit for a few days so he could drive my human (his dad) to this procedure. I love Rick! Whenever he arrives, I can’t help but do my happy dance — tail wagging, paws bouncing, kisses everywhere.

: “Nothing better than Rick visiting!”] ❤️

Now, here’s where things get interesting. I was thinking… wouldn’t it be nice if I could drive my human to the doctor? I could roll the windows down, let my ears flop in the breeze, and we’d be there in no time. Then I remembered something — I once heard about a cat named Toonces who could drive a car! He was on a Saturday night TV show called Saturday Night Live. Maybe I should check into this — perhaps Toonces could give me a few lessons! Meet Toonces in the following video, just touch the red arrow. 🚗🐾

“If Toonces can do it… maybe I can too!”

And then… Saturday morning came. Dad got me up at 3:00 a.m. for my early walk and morning duty. Before I knew it, a shuttle pulled up to take us — and our bags — to the airport. I even posed for a photo with the nice shuttle driver.

Early‑morning ride to the airport.”] 🚐🐶

Once we got to the airport, we waited in line, met a friendly person at the Delta check‑in counter, and then went through security (I was a very good girl).

“Checking in for my flight!”] 🛫

“We’re almost on the plane… here we go!”]

Now we’re buckled in, the engines are starting, and I can feel the airplane about to take off… ✈️

To Be Continued… 🐾

Until next time,
Emma 🌵🐶💖

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Life With Emma in the Desert

Emma’s take on life, humans and the walk ahead

Emma’s Desert Dispatch: Toad Alerts, Deer Encounters, and Summer Secrets

Hi friends, it’s me, Emma! I’ve got all kinds of desert news to share, so let’s jump right in — paws first! 🐾✨

🐸 Desert Toad Alert!

My human asked me to tell all our desert neighbors — humans and dogs alike — that the poisonous Sonoran Desert toads are back! The monsoon rains have arrived, and so have these bumpy, dangerous visitors. Just yesterday, one sneaked into our garage (don’t worry, my human disposed of it before I saw).

Please be extra careful! These big toads can be deadly to pups like me if we lick or bite them. So:
✅ Stay on leash,
✅ Stay alert,
✅ No sniffing or licking mysterious things.
And hey, humans — maybe leave the frog kissing for fairy tales, okay? 💋🐸✨

🦌 Not Everything is Dangerous…

But it’s not all scary out here! For instance, just the other day, I met the most amazing creature — a Mule Deer! We had a little desert stare-down: me, a fluffy white pup, and her, all graceful with big ears.

Did you know Mule Deer get their name because their ears are as big as a mule’s? Around SaddleBrooke, they’re pretty common, especially at dawn or dusk. They’re shy but curious — just like me!

My human told me Mule Deer can jump high fences but often prefer to sneak under them. Hmm… maybe we should team up for backyard adventures?

A desert stare down….Emma and a Mule Deer.

Of course, life goes on even in the summer heat! We still have to run errands — boring stuff like returns at UPS and grocery shopping. I went along, of course, but let me tell you: what a bore! There’s a photo of me looking completely unimpressed while waiting… typical shopping trip vibes.

Waiting at UPS…

Shopping again….what a bore!

✈️ What’s With the Suitcases?

Lately, I’ve been noticing something… my human is on the phone a lot, saying things like “arrangements” and “certificates.” The big boxy things (suitcases, I think they’re called) have come out, and stuff is going in and out.

And here’s the real clue: every day, my human puts me in my little carry case and walks me around the house. It feels familiar — was I in this on an airplane once? Are we going somewhere? Should I pack extra treats?! Stay tuned, dear readers… adventure may be afoot!

🐾 Ask Emma: What Are the Dog Days of Summer?

Dear Emma,
I have heard of the Dog Days of Summer and always wanted to ask a dog what that means. Can you help me, Emma?
— Curious Sun-Lover in SaddleBrooke

Dear Curious,
Oh, I love this question — thank you for thinking to ask me! The “Dog Days of Summer” don’t actually come from us dogs lying in the shade with our tongues out (though that’s definitely part of summer style!). The phrase comes from ancient times, when people noticed that the hottest days of the year coincided with the rising of Sirius, the “Dog Star,” in the sky.

But let’s be honest — we dogs know a thing or two about summer! For us, the Dog Days mean taking it slow, finding cool spots, drinking plenty of water, and skipping the midday heat. It’s our time to practice the art of the siesta and remind our humans to relax a little, too.

So while the stars may have given the season its name, we pups have made it our own. Stay cool, my friend!

Sun-soaked and smiling,
Emma 🌞🐶

🌟 Stay tuned for the next post where I’ll reveal if I’m flying the friendly skies — and maybe share a few packing tips for fellow traveling pups!

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A Summer Day with Emma in SaddleBrooke

Here we are in the middle of summer in SaddleBrooke. The skies are bright, the sun rises early, and the days heat up fast! That means our routines have shifted a bit. We’re out walking by 6 a.m., enjoying the cooler morning air before it gets too hot for little paws like mine. But even with the summer heat, life here is still full of simple joys, good friends, and beautiful desert scenery. Come along with me and see what a typical summer day looks like through my eyes!

A Summer Day in SaddleBrooke

By Emma (with help from my paws)

Hi there! It’s me—Emma, your favorite small desert explorer. I’m a fluffy white pup with a curious nose, a love for friends, and a deep appreciation for shady spots (especially in July!).

Every summer morning, before the heat sets in, Dad and I head out for a walk—right around 6 a.m. The sun is just peeking over the mountains, and the air still feels soft and cool. It’s my favorite time of day. The views are incredible—open fairways, soft light, and sky that seems to stretch forever.

I have a favorite spot where I like to lay in the shade and take it all in.

Out on the path, I get to greet some of my best friends: Polly, Teddy, Benny, Monty, and Jax. We wag, sniff, and exchange tail wags that say, “Hey, you made it too!” It’s a quiet kind of happiness only morning dogs understand.

Back at home, we settle on the back patio. Dad drinks his coffee, I find a shady patch to flop in, and we listen to the birds start their day. Later, if it’s not too hot, we go for a golf cart ride—one of the great joys of desert living. I feel the wind in my ears and look out over my kingdom. Life is good.

Afternoons are made for naps and rawhide chews (Jungle Calling, please!). Sometimes we both snooze a little. It’s too hot to do much else, so I conserve my energy for what’s next—our evening walk.

Just before sunset, we head out again. It’s cooler then, and the sky turns a dreamy mix of orange and purple. That’s when I get to see my evening friends: Oliver, Mimi, Lulu, Chloe, and Precious. These are some of my friends—I keep meeting new dogs all the time, so my list of pals just keeps growing. If your dog isn’t mentioned yet, don’t worry—we’re probably just a sniff away from being besties.

At night, I curl up next to Dad. He gives me ear scratches, and I drift off thinking of ducks, golf carts, and soft grass.

SaddleBrooke is my happy place, even in the heat. Just give me a little shade, some friendly sniffs, and a breeze through my ears—and I’m one content pup.

Woof and love,

Emma

🐶 Ask Emma

Q: Do dogs get bored?

Hi friend,

Oh yes—we absolutely can get bored, especially if we’re left alone too long or don’t get enough play, exercise, or mental stimulation. We may not read books or scroll phones, but we love activities that engage our minds and bodies.

Boredom in dogs might look like chewing on furniture, digging, barking a lot, or just moping around. That’s our way of saying, “Hey, I need something to do!”

Walks, sniffing games, puzzle toys, and time with our humans can help keep us happy and busy.

And yes, sometimes just sitting by your side watching the world go by is enough to chase the boredom blues away.

Emma

Tail wags,

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Out & About with Emma: Vitamins, Views, and a Visit to Carrabba’s

June 2025

Hi there!

It’s me, Emma—and wow, have I been busy! Life in the desert is never dull, especially when you’re a little white dog with places to go, people to see, and a stroller to ride in. Yes, that’s right—I have my very own wheels. My human, Bill, says it keeps me safe and comfy when we visit public places, and honestly? I kind of love it. It’s like riding in my own personal chariot.

First stop: the vet!

But don’t worry—it was just a quick visit to get me some vitamins to keep my tail wagging strong.

📸 Emma at the vet in her stroller

Then we stopped by the Apple Store.

All those shiny gadgets and friendly people—I even got a few smiles as I cruised through in my stroller. A dog’s gotta stay connected, right? I didn’t see any apples though, seems like a marketing oversight.

📸 Emma in the Apple Store

After that, we made a quick visit to the big orange store—Home Depot!

I met a very kind lady who worked there, and she came over to say hello. We even posed for a photo together. I think I added a little extra charm to the hardware section that day.

📸 Emma with a Home Depot associate

Soon after, we packed up and headed to Sun City Grand for a few days.

It’s always exciting to be back there—and I even got to ride by Bill in the car, taking in the views along the way.

📸 Emma and Bill in the car

Once we arrived, I had a grooming appointment with Anne—my regular groomer and a true friend. She always makes me feel special, and we get along great. Let’s just call it a spa day. I came out looking extra fabulous, if I do say so myself.

📸 Emma after her grooming

After getting all fluffed and fabulous, we went to dinner at our favorite spot—Carrabba’s in Surprise AZ.

That’s where I got to see our good friend, Chef Jay. It’s always a treat to see him (and no, I didn’t sneak any meatballs).

📸 Emma with Chef Jay at Carrabba’s

Ask Emma

Q: In Arizona’s summer heat, should I have my groomer cut my dog’s fur short or leave it a bit longer?

– Pondering the Clippers in Unit 6

A: Great question! While it might seem like a super-short cut would help us pups stay cool, that’s not always the case. A dog’s coat actually protects us from sunburn and helps regulate our body temperature. For most breeds, especially dogs like me with curly or double coats, it’s best to leave about an inch of fur. That way we stay protected and cool. Always talk with your groomer about your dog’s specific needs, but in general—think “short and smart,” not “shaved and sorry.”

Stay cool out there!

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Welcome to Life with Emma in the Desert

Emma’s take on life, humans, and the walk ahead

June 16, 2025 – Father’s Day

Hello there!

I’m Emma—a fluffy little bichon-poodle with a big heart, curious mind, and paws planted firmly in the sandy paths of SaddleBrooke, Arizona.

Today is Father’s Day, and I can’t think of a better time to launch this blog. After all, my human—Bill—is not only my favorite walking partner, patio companion, and treat-giver… he’s also the one helping me share my thoughts with the world. So this one’s for you, Dad.

On this blog, I’ll be sharing:

• • Personal musings on life and doghood in the desert

• • My “Ask Emma” column, where I answer reader questions with kindness and sass

• • Tales from the path, featuring my friends like Oliver, Lulu, and Echo

• • And the occasional poem, reflection, or rawhide-inspired wisdom

Whether you’re a neighbor, a fellow dog lover, or someone curious about life from 12 inches off the ground—I’m glad you’re here. Let’s take this walk together.

Tail wags and happy trails,
Emma

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