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Tech Tangles, Tasty Beans, and a New Long Island Pal!

By Emma the White Dog

Hi friends!

Can you believe it is October already? The calendar pages keep turning, summer is finally packing up its scorching bags, and lovely fall weather is knocking on our desert door. We are officially waving goodbye to our summer monsoon season, which gave us plenty of glorious desert rain and dramatic cloudy skies this year. With the cooler mornings rolling in, Dad and I have been delightfully busy right here around home!

The Day the “Words” Froze: A Trip to the Apple Store

Life as a canine journalist was almost thrown into chaos not long ago. Dad sat down to work on my newspaper column and this very blog post using that glowing flat metal square he stares at. Suddenly, he gasped!

He threw his hands in the air and said the thing was “frozen solid.”

Now, I gave the room a sniff—it was definitely not freezing. There was no frost, no ice, and certainly no Colorado snow. But Dad insisted it wouldn’t type a single word. So, what’s an investigative reporting duo to do? Off to the Apple Store we went!

I’ve been there before, and I have to admit, I’m still a bit disappointed that a store with such a delicious fruity name doesn’t actually hand out crisp slices of Gala or Honeycrisp apples to good dogs. But the friendly two-legged “Geniuses” at the Genius Bar were remarkably welcoming. They treated me like royalty while working their tech magic. We walked out with a shiny, dependable new device that makes Dad’s fingers tap-dance across the keys again. The publishing empire is officially saved!

Emma at the Apple Store Genius Bar

Coffee Beans, New Digs, and Morning Bites

Our next neighborhood adventure took us on a mission for Dad’s morning fuel: coffee beans. When we arrived at Oro Valley Coffee Roasters, we discovered they had moved! Luckily, they didn’t wander far—just down a bit into a spacious, bright new shop.

Even better, their new spot doesn’t just sell roasted beans; it now serves fresh drinks and breakfast. Dad settled in with his favorite steaming Americano and tried an interesting new morning pastry, looking very content. As for me? I politely passed on the caffeine and stuck to my usual beverage of choice: a refreshing bowl of their top-tier, ice-cold water. A lady has to stay hydrated.

Emma visiting the new Oro Valley Coffee Roasters

Giving Back at the Golden Goose

A few days later, Dad gathered a load of unwanted household items for a drop-off run at the Golden Goose Thrift Shop, located right outside our SaddleBrooke community.

I sat tall in the car supervising the delivery because the Golden Goose is a very special place in our neck of the woods. It was founded over 20 years ago by dedicated SaddleBrooke residents who had a vision: take gently used, unwanted items, sell them in a welcoming community shop, and donate the proceeds directly to local charities and neighbors in need.

Their milestone slogan proudly celebrates “20 Million Dollars in 20 Years” given back to our local community! It does my doggy heart good knowing that things Dad doesn’t need anymore will turn into meals, shelter, and vital support for folks nearby. That’s what being a good neighbor is all about.

Emma and Dad dropping off donations at the Golden Goose

Meet My New Friend: Shadow!

Regular readers know that I recently introduced a new feature where I share the spotlight with a new four-legged companion in my life. This month, I’d like you all to meet my handsome pal, Shadow!

Shadow is an absolute bundle of fun and endless energy. But when we first started conversing, I immediately tilted my head. His bark sounded distinctly different from our easygoing desert drawl. It turns out Shadow is a visitor all the way from Long Island, New York, right outside that giant city humans call New York City!

I guess you could say he has a genuine New York accent. Shadow is definitely a fast-talking, sophisticated city dog at heart, while I am a relaxed country desert girl who prefers quiet cactus paths and golf cart rides. But as they say, opposites can be friends—-we hit it off immediately and had a wonderful time running and swapping stories.

Emma and Shadow posing together

And now, with our news caught up and the desert breeze cooling our paws, let’s dive right into this month’s reader mail!

This Month’s “Ask Emma” Column

Dear Emma:

Why do my dogs like to lie on the hot brick? They have a whole shaded carpet to lie on, but often choose to lie on the brick instead!

— Puzzled Patio Parent of Stanley and Orlando

Dear Puzzled Patio Parent: Baking in the Sun

That is a paws-itively mysterious sight, isn’t it? Humans see a cool, plush carpet in the shade and think, “Ah, absolute luxury!” Meanwhile, we dogs step right past that lovely rug, trot over to a sun-baked patio, and flop onto bricks hot enough to warm a breakfast biscuit.

It leaves a lot of dog parents scratching their heads, but there are a few very good, dog-approved reasons why we turn into little furry solar panels!

Stanley and Orlando on the Patio

First, it’s all about muscle relief. Just like humans love heating pads or hot tubs after a long walk, dogs love the deep, penetrating warmth of sun-warmed brick. It acts like a giant, natural heating pad that feels wonderful on our joints, muscles, and backs. Even younger pups find the deep heat deeply soothing and comforting.

Second, dogs are natural thermal managers. Our belly fur is usually much thinner than the coat on our backs. By stretching out flat on warm brick—a position my Dad calls the “sploot”—we absorb that radiant heat right into our cores. It relaxes us so deeply that we often drift right off into a sun-drenched nap.

Finally, brick holds onto heat steadily, making it a reliable spot for a cozy soak. While shade is great for cooling off when we’re genuinely overheated, a nice warm brick surface feels like a giant, gentle hug from the desert sun.

That said, a quick word of caution from one dog to another (and their loving parents): while we love a good sunbath, bricks can get too hot during our peak desert hours! If the brick is too warm for a human hand to rest on comfortably for five seconds, it’s a bit too hot for sensitive paw pads.

So, as long as the temperature is safe, don’t worry about us! We aren’t being stubborn; we’re just enjoying a little outdoor spa treatment.

With love and wagging optimism, stay paw-sitive!

Emma 🐾

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Life With Emma In The Desert: On The Road Again: A Durango Adventure

On the Road Again: A Durango Adventure!

By Emma the White Dog

Hi friends!

Can you believe it is September already? Summer is winding down, but looking back at August, all I can say is… we were “on the road again!”

Dad and I packed up the SUV and headed north for a big mountain getaway to Durango, Colorado to visit my human brother, Rick! Since an eight-hour drive is a bit much for one day, we split the journey in half and stayed overnight in Holbrook, Arizona.

Now, staying in hotels is always a grand adventure for a pup. I consider myself a bit of a hotel connoisseur, though the sliding automatic doors and high-speed elevators took a little getting used to! There were so many fascinating new smells down every hallway, and my main duty was scouting out the absolute best patch of green grass outside for my daily business.

Emma checking into the hotel in Holbrook

Exploring Durango and Fort Lewis College

When we arrived in Durango, Rick had the wonderful surprise of giving me my very own official Colorado bandana! I wore it with pride all week long. Durango is such a lively town, nestled right in the Animas Valley. Did you know the river’s full historic name is El Río de las Animas Perdidas en Purgatorio (River of Lost Souls in Purgatory)? Despite the dramatic name, the Animas River is absolutely beautiful, crystal clear, and full of energy! We spent time strolling along the Animas River Trail, watching the water rush by. By the way, the official river name explains why the nearest ski resort is named Purgatory.

Emma at the Animas River wearing her Colorado bandana

Durango itself has such rich history—it started back in 1880 as a bustling railroad town, famous for the narrow-gauge steam trains that still run through the mountains today. We walked through Rick’s lovely neighborhood, filled with towering trees, wide boulevards, and green parks.

While exploring a neighborhood park, I got to meet a group of delightful little kids participating in organized summer day camp activities. Coming from SaddleBrooke—where my neighbors are wonderfully friendly, but decidedly retired—it was such a fun treat to watch little humans running, laughing, and playing!\

Emma meeting the children at the park

We also explored the picturesque campus of Fort Lewis College. Perched high on a mesa overlooking the town, Fort Lewis actually began in the 1800s as a military fort and later an Indian boarding school before transforming into the vibrant public liberal arts college it is today. Although classes weren’t quite in full swing yet, the campus was buzzing with college students getting ready for the fall term.

The campus lawn was so lush and cool compared to our desert turf that I couldn’t resist dropping down for a full-body roll in that long Colorado grass! I made friends with several students, posed by the famous campus bell tower, and even inspected one of those electric scooters the students ride everywhere. I briefly considered taking one for a spin, but Dad said four paws on the ground is probably a safer speed for me.

Emma rolling in the long, cool Colorado grass

Emma with college students

Emma by the college bell tower

Emma next to a campus scooter

Family, Friends, and the Comforts of Home

The best part of the trip was quality time with family. We had a marvelous visit with Rick, and we even dropped by the local Community Arts Center to see Deb at her pottery studio! I supervised the creative process closely to make sure all the clay creations met high canine standards. Between art studios, park walks, and campus strolls, I even managed to make a few new four-legged friends along the way.

Emma with Rick

Emma visiting Deb at her pottery studio

Emma posing with a new dog friend in Durango

As wonderful as it is for a dog to venture out on big travel adventures, there is truly nothing quite like coming home. Stepping back onto our familiar trails, taking our routine golf cart rides, and sleeping in my own bed reminded me how much I love our desert life in SaddleBrooke. Exploration feeds the soul, but routine keeps the tail wagging!

Now that we are settled back into our home rhythm, let’s dive right into this month’s reader mail!

This Month’s “Ask Emma” Column

Dear Emma:

I recently saw you on a walk with your dad, and you seemed to be doing a lot of sniffing in a relaxed way. But at other times, you and other dogs seem to be walking fast and determined. Do dogs ever feel rushed and stressed?

— CuriousInTheDesert

Dear CuriousInTheDesert: A Tail of Two Walks

That is a paws-itively excellent question! You’ve caught me partaking in what my Dad and I like to call a “Sniffari.” It’s true—if you watch the dogs in our neighborhood closely, you’ll notice we have a few different gears when we’re out on our daily patrols.

To answer your first question: Yes, those relaxed, sniff-heavy walks are my absolute favorite. You see, a dog’s nose is our primary way of seeing the world. While humans have about six million scent receptors, my little Bichon-Poodle nose has hundreds of millions! When I’m ambling along with my nose glued to the ground, I’m not just dawdling. I’m reading the morning news. I’m checking to see if the Golden Retriever down the street passed by, figuring out which desert critters were out last night, and leaving a few “comments” of my own on the local message boards. This kind of walking is deeply relaxing and mentally stimulating for us.

But what about those times we look like we’re late for a very important business meeting? You’re highly observant to notice the shift in gears. Do we feel rushed? Absolutely. But here is the secret: the rush almost always comes from the human on the other end of the leash.

Dogs don’t wear watches. We don’t have deadlines for submitting newspaper columns (well, except for me, but Dad handles the details), and we certainly don’t care what time the golf group is teeing off. We live entirely in the present moment. However, we are incredibly in tune with our humans. When Dad is in a hurry, his energy shifts. His stride lengthens, his posture stiffens, and most importantly, there’s a subtle tension on the leash. That tension travels right down to my collar. My doggy instincts tell me, “Dad is on a mission, so I need to be on a mission too!” We hurry because our humans are hurrying.

Sometimes, a fast walk is purely environmental. Living here in the desert, if the morning sun starts heating up the pavement, my paws tell me it’s time to shift into overdrive and get back to the air conditioning!

So, do dogs feel stressed on walks? We certainly can, especially if our humans are treating the walk like a chore to be checked off a busy to-do list rather than a shared adventure.

My advice to all the dog parents out there? Take a deep breath. Let the leash go slack. Give us the gift of a ten-minute Sniffari. It lowers our stress, and honestly, I think it lowers your stress, too.

With love and wagging optimism, stay paw-sitive!

Emma 🐾

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Life With Emma In The Desert-Hot Times and New Friends

Hot Times and New Friends in Arizona!

By Emma the White Dog

Hi friends!

Can you believe it is August already? Here it is in Arizona, and it sure has been hot! But as always, Dad and I have been busy doing things and experiencing Arizona in the summer. I’m even adding a brand-new feature in this post that I hope everybody enjoys!

Uninvited Backyard Visitors

Our first story is about some unexpected visitors to our backyard: a mama bobcat and her two kittens. They recently arrived and absolutely fell in love with the small patch of green grass back there.

Mama bobcat

bobcat kittens playing and chilling out

They really enjoyed playing in our yard as well as just relaxing and chilling out… I guess that’s what little bobcats do! But soon, they were hanging around at night and first thing in the morning—right when Dad usually sits on the patio with his morning coffee. Mama bobcat staring directly at us definitely discouraged us from our regular rituals. And as Head of Security around here, it pretty much upset me!

Dad checked with Gemini AI, which suggested using motion-activated sprinklers to discourage them from living in our yard.

Emma supervising assembly of the sprinklers

Emma by the set of 3 sprinklers Dad set up

That worked great! Quick bursts of water from the sprinklers made their play and resting areas much less fun. The bobcats moved along, and now we can enjoy our backyard safely again.

Back on the Trail

Speaking of our routines, Dad recently completed some physical therapy sessions because one of his legs was really sort of sore on our walks. Unfortunately as a human he only has 2, whereas we dogs have 4! And as you know, we take a lot of walks—they are pretty important to both of us!

Emma checking Dad in for his last appointment

Dad is a lot happier and feeling much better on our walks now, which means our daily desert patrols are officially back in full swing.

Curbside Concierge Service

Our next adventure is a bit more calm. We do a lot of our shopping from home now! Dad orders things on store websites, and then we just drive up while a nice attendant brings everything we ordered right out to our car.

Emma with the nice attendant

This all pretty much started back during the COVID times, but it worked so well that we just kept doing it. It makes life so easy for Dad to get what we need, and I always enjoy greeting the friendly folks who bring our bags to the car!

Something New: Meet My New Friend

We meet lots of new people and dogs on our daily walks and outings, so I thought it would be fun to introduce some of them to you in a new feature called “Meet My New Friend”!

Meet My New Friend: Ozzie

Emma and Ozzie

This is Ozzie! He is lots of fun and maybe just a little bit “crazy.” I think maybe he was named after that pretty crazy rock music guy, Ozzy Osbourne?

In the summer, Ozzie goes paddle-boarding8 with his dad on a lake up in Wisconsin!

Ozzie on a board looking pretty cool in his life vest

Ozzie looks super cool out on the water, and he even invited me to join him, promising me my very own life vest! Dad says we will “think about that”… but it sure sounds like fun!

Dogs and Water

Ozzie’s lake adventures got me thinking about dogs and water. Humans always talk about the “dog paddle,” but do all dogs naturally know how to swim?

Well, it turns out that not all dogs are born swimmers! While breeds with webbed feet and long legs take to the water naturally, heavier dogs with short legs or short snouts can actually sink like bricks and definitely need a life vest. Plus, while some dogs live for a big splash, others—like me—prefer keeping our white paws safely on dry land. Whether a dog is a superstar swimmer or a lounge-by-the-pool type, safety is always the most important thing!

With love and wagging optimism, stay paw-sitive!

Emma 🐾

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Life With Emma In The Desert Red White Blue Cool

Red, White, Blue, and Cool All Over!

By Emma

Hi friends!

Can you believe it is the first of July already? Independence Day is just around the corner, but here in 2026, it isn’t just any regular holiday. We are celebrating America’s big 250th birthday!

Wow, a quarter of a millennium! Dad says that’s a whole lot of history. I’m planning to celebrate by wearing my finest patriotic bandana and maybe extra supervision of the backyard.

By the way, with all the big celebrations and fireworks coming up, Emma here has an important public service announcement: remember to protect and support your pets! July 4th can be a pretty scary time for us four-legged citizens. Those extra loud noises, sudden booms, and bright flashes can make us super anxious. Humans, please keep your pets safely inside, close the curtains, turn on some soothing background music, and give us a safe place to cuddle up. We rely on you to keep us feeling secure when the sky gets noisy!

Dad’s New Kicks

Speaking of stepping out in style, I recently went on a very important mission: shoe shopping with Dad! We visited Road Runner Sports where they did a full, high-tech evaluation to examine his feet and figure out the absolute best size and fit for him. I was, of course, the chief consultant.

The nice young man in the photo took such good care of Dad and made sure he got exactly what his feet needed for our daily desert walks. I made sure to give him my official stamp of approval!

The Great Arizona Meltdown (and a Tummy Lifesaver)

But oh boy, the excitement didn’t end with shoes. After our shoe shopping escapade, we walked through the front door and immediately noticed it was… well, a bit tropical. To be specific, it was 85 degrees inside the house! Oh, the humanity!

Some very nice technicians from Pride Heating and Cooling came out right away to check our air conditioner. It turns out our AC unit was pretty old, and our furnace was even older—definitely in need of a full replacement. Because a whole new system takes time, it didn’t happen overnight. We had to endure one long night and a whole day without any air conditioning right here in the Arizona heat. Not a pretty situation for a fluffy pup!

Dad did his best to help us cope with it though. He set up box fans to keep the air moving and researched all kinds of tips on how to keep me cool. He found one idea that saved the day: he soaked a towel in cold water, wrung it out really well, and spread it out on the floor. At first, I wasn’t too sure about it, but once I got comfy and laid down, I absolutely loved it! Laying on that damp, chilly towel gave me a perfectly cool tummy and kept me comfortable both day and night.

As you can see from the photos, I stayed on top of the installation crew to ensure everything went perfectly. Our new air conditioner is finally in, and it is really great! Dad says it’s highly efficient and good for the environment—which I think is human-speak for “Dad saves a lot of money on the monthly utility bills.” All I know is that it keeps us wonderfully cool!

This Month’s “Ask Emma” Column

Now that we are nice and refreshed, this month’s Ask Emma column is the perfect way to add a splash of color to our lives. I’m tackling a question that might surprise a few of you humans!

Dear Emma,

My husband insists our dog can only see in black and white, but I swear she reacts to certain colorful toys differently. Settle our debate: Do dogs actually see color?

— Color Confused in SaddleBrooke

Dear Color Confused,

You can officially take a victory lap around the living room! Your husband is stuck in an old myth. We dogs absolutely do see color—we just don’t see the exact same vibrant rainbow that you humans do.

Think of my vision as being a bit like human red-green color blindness. While your eyes have three types of color-detecting “cones” (red, green, and blue), canine eyes only have two (blue and yellow).

Because of this, the beautiful Arizona sunsets look a bit different to me. Red, orange, and green don’t register as distinct colors; they mostly look like shades of gray, brown, or dull yellow. However, blue and yellow stand out beautifully!

This actually creates a funny little joke on humans. You love buying us bright red toys because they look so vivid against the green grass to your eyes. But to me, a red ball on the lawn looks like a dark gray ball on a yellowish-gray yard. It completely blends in! If you want a toy that truly pops for your pup, buy something bright blue or yellow. A blue toy on a green lawn is a canine masterpiece.

While we might lose the battle of the rainbow, we completely outclass you in the dark. My eyes are packed with “rods”—the specialized cells that detect shapes, shadows, and movement.

We also have a built-in secret weapon called the tapetum lucidum. This is a mirror-like layer at the back of our eyes. When light enters my eye, it hits this mirror and reflects right back through, giving my brain a second chance to see the image. It’s why our eyes eerily glow green when you take a flash photo of us at night! Because of this built-in night vision, I can see quite perfectly in light that is five to six times dimmer than what you need to avoid stubbing your toe.

All those extra rods also give us high-speed motion tracking. If a tiny lizard darts across a desert rock fifty feet away, I will spot the micro-movement instantly, even if the lizard is perfectly camouflaged.

So, while the world looks a little softer and less colorful to me, Dad says my night-vision goggles and motion-detecting radar make up for it.

Now, after this discussion of color, you’ve probably figured out that I was totally teasing Dad in my last blog post! When I described our day at the car show and how I was trying to convince him that I’d look great in a red convertible… well, since red isn’t actually a big deal to my eyes, I was just pulling Dad’s leg!

Truth be told, I don’t need a red sports car. I absolutely love riding shotgun right next to Dad in our white SUV. I get to sit up nice and high where I can see everything, all while the lovely, ice-cold air from the AC blows right through my fur. Truly, it’s the best seat in the house—or should I say, on the road!

With love and wagging optimism,

Emma 🐾

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Life With Emma In The Desert:One Year Anniversary

One Year of Paws, Paths, and Perspective! 🐾

June 21, 2026

Happy Father’s Day to all the wonderful dads, grandpads, and father figures out there!

Exactly one year ago today—on Father’s Day 2025—I took a big leap on these little legs and launched Life with Emma in the Desert. I wanted to share what the world looks like from 12 inches off the ground, and wow, what a walk it has been!

Speaking of Father’s Day, I already gave my dad, Bill, his big present this morning. During our early morning trek, I personally selected our extra-hilly route! Dad always protests and says it’s a bit too hilly, but I secretly think it’s one of his absolute favorite walks. So, Happy Father’s Day, Dad! I hope you enjoyed those hills as much as I did! 😉

A Look Back at an Incredible Year

I have met so many wonderful people over the past twelve months who have become a huge part of this blogging journey. Looking back through the photo album, we’ve shared some amazing adventures together.

Out and About

I’ve loved capturing our everyday errands and turning them into social outings. From keeping the baristas company at the coffee shop and scouting gear at REI, to overseeing things at the car dealership, I’m always on duty!

From the Desert to the North Star State

Remember our big trip to Minnesota last summer? I still think about making friends with the flight attendants, rolling around in that lush, great Minnesota grass, and posing by all those beautiful lakes.

Behind the Wheel (and Hanging with Celebrities)

Of course, a major highlight was taking driving lessons from my mentor, Toonces. Once I got my paws on the wheel, I loved driving my special friends around SaddleBrooke—including Tom Turkey and the Easter Bunny himself!

Making a Difference in the Community

It wasn’t all just fun and games, though. I’m incredibly proud of the more important work we highlighted this year. Together, we helped advocate to get the neighborhood pond fountain back up and running, shared critical reflections on PTSD last fall, and teamed up with the Golder Ranch Firefighters to promote home safety.

The Walk Ahead

Thank you to every single one of you who reads, subscribes, emails, and smiles when you see us out on the SaddleBrooke paths. I am so looking forward to the coming year and all the new stories I get to share right here on Life with Emma in the desert.

Grab your leash, keep your tail wagging, and let’s see where the next year takes us!

Tail wags and happy trails,

Emma 🐾

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A Special Memorial Day Message from Emma

By Emma the White Dog

Hello, Life with Emma in the Desert friends.

As we look toward the end of May here in 2026, the desert sun is warming up, and our neighborhood is getting ready for a very important long weekend. While many humans look forward to a day off, backyard barbecues, or a dip in the pool, Dad and I always like to pause and remember what this day is truly about.

Memorial Day is a sacred time to honor the brave individuals who served our country and made the ultimate sacrifice to protect our freedom.

Dad was telling me a bit about the history of the holiday. It originally started way back after the Civil War—originally called “Decoration Day”—when people would visit cemeteries and decorate the graves of fallen soldiers with beautiful spring flowers. By 1971, it became an official national holiday.

Now, in 2026, remembering and honoring that selflessness feels just as vital as it ever has. We owe our peaceful mornings and freedom to those who gave everything.

But as I was listening to Dad talk about this, I got to thinking with my big dog brain. Did you know that humans haven’t been walking those lines alone?

Dogs have been standing right beside them, serving as loyal partners in protection. While dogs have unofficially assisted heroes for centuries, it was during World War I that the United States military first began officially recognizing dogs as vital partners in service. By World War II, the U.S. Army established the first official K9 Corps.

Since then, brave dogs have served as sentries, scouts, trackers, and rescuers. They have gone into places where humans couldn’t go, sniffing out danger, protecting their handlers, and keeping watch while their units slept. And just like their human companions, many of these courageous four-legged heroes have given the ultimate sacrifice in the line of duty.

Whether on two legs or four, true service comes from a place of pure devotion, loyalty, and love.

So, this Memorial Day, when you look at the flags waving in the Arizona breeze, please join Dad and me in sending out a quiet message of profound thanks, honor, and recognition to all the heroes who never made it home. We remember you, we thank you, and we will never forget your sacrifice.

With deep respect and a gentle, quiet tail-wag,

Emma 🐾

Spring Vibes, Desert Heights, and a Lesson from Mr. Rogers

By Emma the White Dog

Hello everyone! Can you feel it? Spring has officially moved into our desert home. The air is warm, the morning walks are getting a little earlier to beat the heat, and Dad and I have been busy bees—or should I say, busy lizards? We have so much to catch up on!

Out for Easter

Earlier in April, we were invited to a friend’s home for Easter dinner. It was a beautiful day, and I got to spend it with my pal Piper. Piper was the perfect host—very polite, very welcoming, and didn’t mind sharing the spotlight one bit.

The humans had a traditional feast with ham and all the fixings. Now, I did get a little taste of that ham, and I have to tell you a secret: it tasted just like chicken! Actually, everything I eat tastes like chicken. That might be because Dad serves me his “famous” boiled chicken every single night. He really does have a way with it, though—it’s always tender and delicious.

While humans love to see a different menu every night, us dogs are actually quite happy with a regular, healthy routine. A consistent diet is much easier on our tummies and keeps our energy levels steady for those long walks. As long as the bowl is full at 5:00 PM, I’m a happy girl! Of course, an interesting treat now and then makes any day a special day.

A New Roof

You might have noticed some extra noise coming from our place recently. It was time for a big project: a new roof! Here in Arizona, many of our homes have those pretty clay tiles, but the real magic is the black “underlayment” underneath that keeps the water out. Every few decades, that layer needs to be refreshed. In the photo below i am finalizing details with the contractor, second is the view from “crows nest”.

It took a week of loud banging and lots of patience, but we are all renewed now! The best part? This roof comes with a 30-year warranty. That means neither Dad nor I have to worry about it ever again. Our contractor even gave us a video from his drone. It started with a bird’s-eye view of the tiles and then went way up high—like a crow’s nest in the sky—giving us a 360-degree view of our whole neighborhood. The view is pretty good from up there!

A Very Big Cat

Speaking of views, I spotted something on our morning walk the other day that made me sit up very straight. High up in a tree limb sat a “very big kitty”—a bobcat!

I sat very carefully and watched while Dad took a photo.

In the desert, we share our space with all sorts of neighbors: coyotes, javelina, mule deer, and plenty of slithering snakes and lizards. We respect them all, but we definitely give the bobcats an extra wide berth. It’s their desert, too, after all!

Ask Emma: The Neighborhood To wrap up this month’s blog, I wanted to share a recent column I wrote. It all started when a neighbor asked for a little inspiration…

Dear Emma:

Have you and your dad done anything interesting lately? We are looking for some inspiration to keep our “paw-sitive” spirits up!

— A Fellow Neighbor

As a matter of fact, we spent a very quiet, cozy evening in the TV room recently. Dad was watching a movie called A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood, which is all about a man named Mr. Rogers, the famous children’s TV personality.

While the credits were rolling, I happened to glance at a stack of mail on the coffee table and then back at the screen. I did a double-take! I barked at him, “Hey! That man on the TV has your name!” You see, most of you just know him as “Emma’s Dad,” but his mail says Mr. Rodgers. We are just one letter away from being famous because Dad has an extra “D” in his name that Fred didn’t have!

I sat there watching this man on the screen being incredibly patient and soft-spoken, and then I looked over at my dad, who was currently struggling to find the “mute” button on the remote and grumbling about the Wi-Fi. I thought, “Well, they aren’t twins, but they’re definitely on the same team!”

As I watched, I realized that Mr. Rogers had a very “paw-sitive” approach to life that us dogs have known about for years. Here is what I picked up from the “other” Mr. Rogers:

• The “Neighborhood” Spirit: He believed everyone is special just as they are. That is exactly how I feel when I’m out on my walks. I don’t care about what kind of car you drive or if you’re having a bad hair day; I just think you’re the most interesting person in the world at that moment.

• The Power of Listening: Mr. Rogers was a world-class listener. We dogs are experts at this, too. We don’t interrupt, we don’t check our phones, and we don’t judge. Sometimes, the kindest thing you can do for a neighbor is just to sit quietly and listen with your whole heart (and maybe a tilted head).

Big Feelings: He taught people that it’s okay to feel sad or overwhelmed. When I see Dad or a neighbor looking a bit down, I don’t try to “fix” it with a long speech. I just lean against their leg or offer a paw. Sometimes a steady, peaceful presence is all the “advice” someone needs.

It turns out that being a good neighbor isn’t about doing big, heroic things. It’s about the small, kind moments—the way we treat each other when we’re just passing by on the sidewalk.

P.S. from Emma: I finally figured out that extra “D” in our last name. It has to stand for Dog. While the Mr. Rogers on TV was busy being a hero to humans, my Mr. Rodgers is busy making sure my dinner is served at exactly 5:00 PM. That’s a different kind of greatness! I think Fred would have appreciated the “D”—he seemed like the kind of neighbor who always kept extra treats in his sweater pocket.

If you have a question for me, I’d love to hear it. You can email me at emmathewhitedog@gmail.com, and I just might answer it in a future blog.

With love and wagging optimism,

Emma 🐾

Life With Emma in the Desert-Getting Groomed, Making Friends and Keeping an Eye on Things

Getting Groomed, Making Friends, and Keeping an Eye on Things

By Emma the White Dog

Here we are, well into 2026, and getting nicely settled into life again. Dad says routines are good for us, and I agree—as long as those routines include walks, naps, and the occasional compliment.

Recently, both Dad and I had grooming sessions. Mine came first, of course.

My Grooming Day

I went to see my groomer, Stephanie, who I actually like very much. She knows how to take good care of me, talks to me the whole time, and somehow makes me feel both fluffy and dignified when we’re done. I always come home feeling lighter, cleaner, and just a little bit proud of myself.

Dad’s Grooming Day

The very next day, Dad went to his groomer. He calls it his barber, but honestly, it seems a lot like my grooming—just not all over his body. Fewer brushes, no nail trim, and no one tells him he’s a “good boy,” which feels like a missed opportunity.

His barber was a very nice young man, and I rode along in my stroller so I could supervise. I watched carefully to make sure Dad was being well cared for. Everything checked out. Dad came out looking neat, relaxed, and still very much like himself, which is important.

Meeting the People Who Take Care of Our Community

One of my favorite things about living here is meeting the wonderful people who work so hard to keep SaddleBrooke looking good and running smoothly. Recently, I met one of those nice fellows while he was working, and we had a very friendly conversation. I thanked him for taking such good care of our home—because someone has to acknowledge these things.

A Very Important Patrol Pup Idea

I also recently met one of our SaddleBrooke patrol officers—the kind humans who help keep our community safe. He was very friendly, and I listened closely while he talked with Dad. I think I heard something about me becoming an honorary patrol officer.

A patrol pup?

Now that sounds like fun. I imagine I’d be very good at neighborhood watch, greeting residents, and reminding everyone to slow down and enjoy their walk. I’m just not sure where I’d wear my badge. On my collar? My harness? Hmmmm… something to think about.

Lunch With Friends

I also had a wonderful time recently when I went to lunch with my friend Echo at SaddleBrooke Ranch. Echo and I both brought our humans, and it was especially nice because we hadn’t all been together for a while. There was lots of catching up, laughing, and good company all around.

It reminded me how important it is for all of us—dogs and humans—to spend time with friends. Staying connected, sharing a meal, and enjoying one another’s company is good for the heart and good for the soul. I think it’s one of the healthiest habits there is.

This Month’s Ask Emma

Q: Can dogs smell or sense disease in humans?

— Wondering in Unit 12

Hi friend,

Yes, we absolutely can—at least some of us! Our sense of smell is thousands of times more sensitive than yours, and that means we can pick up all sorts of things you can’t. Changes in your scent, body chemistry, or behavior? We notice.

Some specially trained dogs can detect cancer, low blood sugar, seizures, and even COVID-19—all just by sniffing! And even without training, many of us notice when something feels “off.” I’ve heard stories of dogs who became extra clingy or alert just before their humans received a diagnosis they didn’t expect.

Now, I’m not a medical dog (I skipped vet school), but I do know when Dad is stressed, sad, or just a little “off.” I stick close, offer cuddles, and sometimes nudge him with my nose just to say, I’m here. I know.

I do have first-paw experience with illness and humans. My human mom, Joanne, passed away three years ago this February from cancer. When she became sick, I didn’t need words or explanations—I just knew. I stayed close, rested quietly by her side, and offered what dogs do best: calm presence, warmth, and unconditional love.

When Joanne was gone, I also knew when it was time to turn my heart toward my human Dad. I stayed near, watched over him, and still do—checking in, offering comfort, and reminding him every day that love doesn’t disappear when someone is gone. It just changes shape, and dogs are very good at holding it.

So if your dog seems especially tuned in to you, trust that it comes from a place of deep love, quiet understanding, and a nose that knows more than we’ll ever admit. Sometimes the most important care doesn’t come from medicine, but from simply not being alone.

Paws and good health,

🐾 Emma

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Life With Emma in the Desert — Busy Days, Nice People & Thanksgiving Wishes

By Emma the White Dog 🐾

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

We’ve been busy again… meeting people, getting things done, and finishing up one more round of our little moving project. Dad says life always feels better when you stay active and have a little fun — and after these last few days, I think he’s absolutely right. Every time we go out, I meet the nicest people… and they’re all so kind to me!

The U-Haul Adventure

To finish our moving project, Dad and I needed another U-Haul trailer.

A very nice lady helped us at U-Haul — she talked to me, smiled at me, and I even posed for a photo with her.

While Dad was loading everything into the trailer, he packed and stacked and wedged things in so tightly I wasn’t sure it would all fit. I kept looking at the pile and thinking, “Hmm… I don’t know about this, Dad.” But he kept loading… and stuffing… and pushing… and before long, the whole trailer was full! I supervised the whole operation, of course.

A Friendly Visitor From the City of Surprise

Just as Dad was tightening the last straps, a City of Surprise inspector stopped by to check on our new air conditioner installation. He said everything looked great, and he and I got along right away. I liked him so much that we took a picture together.

A Stop at the Bank

Earlier that day I also met the bank manager, who knew exactly where to scratch behind my ear. What a nice man! I sat proudly next to him for our photo.

Home Again in SaddleBrooke

Once we got back to SaddleBrooke, Dad unloaded the trailer — and I was his best cheerleader the whole time. I supervised… encouraged… and offered moral support (which is very important, as you know).

Finally, everything was done, and we took a photo with the trailer at home.

It feels wonderful to have all our important things together here in Saddlebrooke again. Now we can relax a bit more, settle in, and enjoy the good life we’re lucky to have.

November Arrives — and So Does Thanksgiving

Here we are in November, and you know what that means… the holidays are coming! And first up is Thanksgiving — a very special day for humans and dogs.

I even spent a little time with my friend Tom Turkey recently. I took him for a ride, now that Toonces has taught me how to drive. Tom has some strong opinions about November, by the way… he doesn’t quite see Thanksgiving the same way the rest of us do!

Emma’s Thanksgiving Message 🦃❤️🐾

Oh, Thanksgiving! Just saying the word makes my tail wag. From a dog’s perspective, it’s one of the most wonderful holidays of all — a day filled with delicious smells, friendly voices, and warm hearts.

Dogs may not understand the history behind it, but we do understand gratitude. We feel it every day — for a soft bed, a gentle pat, a shared walk, or a treat given with love. On Thanksgiving, the feeling fills the house. We can sense our humans slowing down, gathering together, and remembering what matters most.

Of course, we secretly hope for a little taste of turkey (plain, please — no onions, gravy, or stuffing for us!). But mostly, we’re thankful just to be near our people — curled up under the table, watching and listening as laughter and stories flow.

If I could give one Thanksgiving wish from all of us dogs, it would be this: take a moment to look into our eyes and know that we love you completely, without words. You’re our whole world — and that’s something to be thankful for every day.

With love and a grateful heart,

Emma 🐾

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Life With Emma in the Desert-Starbucks Moving and Fall

Starbucks, Moving, and Here Comes Fall

Starbucks and a Sip of Water

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

We recently made a stop at Starbucks! Dad got his favorite Americano, and I settled in for some serious people-watching.

I have to say, Starbucks does have excellent water — crisp, cold, and just right for a desert pup like me. They even give me my very own cup! No lattes for me, but I’m perfectly happy with my fresh water and a nice place to rest while Dad enjoys his coffee. You might notice the REI sticker on my stroller that I talked about in an earlier post.

An Adventure in Moving

Of course, life isn’t just coffee breaks and lazy mornings — sometimes there’s work to do!

Recently we had to move a bit of furniture, which meant borrowing a U-Haul trailer.

I can’t really help lift furniture — no thumbs, you know — but I supervised everything very carefully. Dad says I’m a great helper because I kept him company and made sure he didn’t work too hard.

Once we got the trailer returned, I was more than ready for a big rest. 💤 You might say I’m the expert on recovery — cuddling up next to Dad afterward is my specialty.

Changing Seasons

It’s almost October now, and I can feel changes in the air. The mornings are cooler, and the evenings arrive earlier. There’s something exciting about the first hints of fall — a mix of playtime energy and cozy snuggles.

Fall — A Desert Dog’s Perspective

Oh, fall is such an exciting time for us pups! The air feels cooler on our noses, the ground doesn’t burn our paws anymore, and the breezes carry all sorts of new smells — dry leaves, pumpkins on porches, and even the hint of fireplaces starting to crackle at night. For desert dogs like me, it’s a welcome relief after those long, hot summer days.

We also notice that our humans get a little more energy too — longer walks, more time outside, and sometimes even trips to see the changing colors in other parts of the country. Some of us might romp through piles of leaves, while others (like me!) just enjoy the crunch-crunch under our paws on morning strolls.

But fall isn’t just about fun — it’s also a season of comfort. The days are shorter, so evenings are cozy, and we dogs love curling up next to our people as the air cools down. It’s a perfect mix of play and rest.

So yes, we notice the seasons changing, and most of us dogs think fall is pretty wonderful — a chance to explore, sniff, and snuggle, all in the same day. 🍂🐾

Ask Emma

Q: Dear Emma, my mom keeps scolding me for eating the seed pods on the golf course. Will I get sick from them, or is she just over-reacting? I just love how crunchy they are!
— Sincerely, Stanley the Black Lab

A: Hi Stanley!

Oh boy, you Labs do love a good snack, don’t you? I understand the appeal — those crunchy seed pods might seem like nature’s version of a dog treat. But here’s the thing: not everything we find on the golf course is safe for us pups to munch on. Some seed pods (like mesquite or palo verde) can cause tummy troubles, and others might even be harmful if eaten in big amounts.

Your mom is right to be cautious. Golf courses also use fertilizers, herbicides, and other chemicals that could cling to grass or seed pods. Even if one bite doesn’t make you sick, it’s always better to stick to treats your humans know are safe.

My advice? Keep the crunchy pods for the squirrels and deer, and let your mom reward you with something yummy from home when you leave the pods alone. That way, you still get a tasty crunch without the worry.

Stay happy, healthy, and maybe a little less “crunchy,” my friend!

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