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Life with Emma in the Desert-Fire Fighters Big Bertha and Autumn

Firefighters, Big Bertha, and Fall in the Desert

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

I’d love to share some of my latest adventures with you. One of them began in the middle of the night with a mysterious “chirp… chirp…” sound. Dad said, “Oops, a smoke detector battery must be low.” Luckily, it was one he could reach, so the chirping didn’t last long.

But that sound was our reminder — when one smoke detector needs a new battery, they all probably do. Most of ours are way up on the ceiling, far too high for Dad to reach safely. And between us, I really don’t think he should be climbing ladders anyway!

That’s where our wonderful Golder Ranch Fire Department came to the rescue. Did you know they’ll come to your house and change out smoke detector batteries if you supply the batteries? They sent a whole team of friendly firefighters, and I watched every move they made to be sure the job was done right.

They were so kind and professional, and it made me feel proud and safe. We’re lucky to have such dedicated people in our community who don’t just put out fires — they help keep homes like ours protected. Batteries should be replaced once each year, maybe on a schedule so you do not forget, like every New Years Day or even on your birthday, what better present is there than safety/protection.

A big thank you to all firefighters for your hard work, courage, and the many ways you help keep our neighborhoods safe. 🧯❤️🐾

Meet Big Bertha 🌵

After all the excitement with the smoke alarms, it was time for something new in the yard.

Dad decided to plant something special where a small palm tree used to be. Now we can see the mountains from our front courtyard so much better — and what better way to celebrate than with a desert beauty?

We visited a cactus nursery and found Big Bertha — a cactus that’s not all that big yet, but one day she’ll grow and bloom with large white flowers in the spring. Big Bertha is a type of night-blooming cereus, and when she flowers, it happens at night — the blooms are big, snowy white, and beautifully fragrant.

The gardeners planted Big Bertha in just the right spot. I was right there supervising, of course! I think she’s going to love it here.

Emma’s Autumn Poem 🍂🐾

We’re really into fall here in the desert now — the mornings are cooler, the breezes softer, and everything smells just a little different. I even wrote a poem about it.

Emma’s Autumn Poem
Cooler breezes touch my nose,
Summer’s heat begins to close.
Crunch of leaves beneath my paws,
Pumpkins waiting — I give paws applause! 🎃

Golden scents drift through the air,
Woodsmoke whispers everywhere.
Walks grow longer, mornings bright,
Evenings cozy, soft delight.

Humans smile, they love it too,
Fresh new trails, a sky so blue.
Sniff, explore, then cuddle near,
Fall’s the season dogs hold dear. 🍂🐾

Ask Emma 🐶✨

Question: Grooming and Brushing

Q: Dear Emma,
How often should I comb and brush my dog — and how often should I brush their teeth?
— Caring Owner in SaddleBrooke

A: Dear Caring Owner,

What a thoughtful question! Grooming isn’t just about looks — it’s about health, comfort, and bonding time. For dogs like me (a bichon-poodle mix), daily brushing or combing is best to keep tangles and mats away. For short-haired pups, a few times a week might do just fine. The key is to match the routine to your dog’s coat type — but honestly, we love the attention, so daily is a treat!

And teeth? Oh yes, dental care matters! Ideally, brushing your dog’s teeth every day is best (I know… easier said than done). But even a few times a week can help prevent tartar, gum disease, and bad breath. There are special dental chews — like my favorite Greenies (Yum Yum!) — and toys that help too.

So remember: brush the coat, brush the teeth, share the love — and enjoy all those extra snuggles!

Toothily yours,
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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