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Cruisin’, Canine Cuisine, and the Art of the Roll!

Hello, everyone! Can you believe it’s already June?

Summer has officially arrived here in Saddlebrooke. Memorial Day is always the unofficial kickoff to the season, and let me tell you, we had a fantastic one. Dad cooked a juicy ribeye steak on the grill for dinner, which was the ultimate bonus because ribeye just happens to be my absolute favorite. (Good cooking, Dad!)

Cruisin’ in Style at the Saddlebrooke Car Show

But the real highlight of the holiday weekend was the annual Memorial Day Car Show right here in Saddlebrooke. Dad and I went to check it out, and it was spectacular! There were over 75 vintage, special, and incredibly unique cars on display.

Naturally, I didn’t walk the show floor like a common pedestrian. I rode around in style inside my personal chariot—my stroller. It gave me the perfect vantage point to check out all the beautiful machinery. You know, dogs and cars go together like biscuits and gravy, but usually, we are just looking out the window. Getting to see them up close was a real treat.

Along the way, we met so many wonderfully nice people. It’s always so great how many folks in Saddlebrooke recognize me from my monthly columns in our two local newspapers! I even got to catch up with some friends who had their own cars on display.

As you can see from the photos, I got to pose with a great-looking vintage Ford that has a rumble seat! But I also noticed a distinct trend at the show: red convertibles. I’m thinking I need to have a serious chat with Dad about this. I usually just blend right into our white SUV, but I think I would look absolutely stunning flying down the street with the wind in my fur in a shiny red convertible. Don’t you agree?

A Quick Check-Up

Shortly after the holiday excitement, I had to pay a visit to my vet. It was just a routine little check-up and a quick shot to protect my health.

Now, hearing the word “shot” usually sounds sort of bad, but my vet team is so incredibly good at what they do that I didn’t even notice it happened! I didn’t feel a single thing.

As you can see, everyone was smiling and happy. It pays to have a great medical team keeping me in tip-top shape for my busy social calendar!

Making Friends (and Finding Treats) at In-N-Out

To reward me for being such a good girl at the vet, we went out for lunch at In-N-Out. It was a busy day and all the tables were occupied, so we asked to join a very nice young man who was sitting at a table waiting for a friend, enjoying a drink, and reading his phone.

He was incredibly gracious and let us share his space. We got to chatting, and he was pretty impressed when he learned that I have my very own Instagram account where people can find my website and blog! I promised him that he would make an appearance in my next post, so a big shoutout to my new friend!

Dad and I love to go out for a bite sometimes, and In-N-Out is a fantastic choice for canines because they offer a “puppy patty.” It’s just a plain burger patty cooked with absolutely no salt or seasoning. It is absolutely delicious and satisfies my appetite for the rest of the day.

Emma’s Quick Dining Lesson:

When you take your furry friends out to eat, you have to be very careful. Human spices, onions, garlic, and heavy salt are not good for a dog’s tummy. But don’t let that stop you from sharing the experience! Most restaurants are more than happy to whip up something plain—like a plain grilled chicken breast or a burger patty with no salt or spices. You just have to ask!

And speaking of outdoor adventures and quirky behaviors, that leads me right into this month’s fan mail…Ask Emma.

Dear Emma,

While out walking I have seen you rolling on your back—really pretty aggressively! Please explain that behavior. Do all dogs do this?

— Curious Walker

Dear Curious Walker,

Ahhh yes… The Roll. One of my finest outdoor performances! First, let me reassure you: I am not broken, and I am not auditioning for the circus. I am simply being a dog.

Rolling on my back—especially with enthusiasm—is one of the purest expressions of canine joy. When you see me drop a shoulder, flip dramatically, and wiggle like a happy little snowplow, there are usually three big reasons behind the madness:

1. The “Feel-Good” Factor

Let’s start with the obvious: it feels wonderful. The grass might be cool, or perhaps the ground is perfectly sun-warmed. It scratches those unreachable spots between my shoulders better than Dad ever could. Think of it as “doggy yoga,” only with much more flailing and significantly less dignity.

2. The Scent Strategy

This is where it gets interesting. We dogs experience the world through our noses. If I detect a fascinating fragrance—perhaps a trace of a visiting rabbit or some delightfully mysterious desert musk—I decide that scent needs to be worn. My wolf ancestors rolled to mask their own scent or to “report back” interesting smells to the pack. Personally, if it smells important, I want it on me. Dad, however, rarely agrees with my choice of “perfume.”

3. The Art of the Spot

I don’t just roll anywhere; there is a strategy. First, I slow down and investigate. I circle the area. If the texture is right (not too gravelly—I am a refined lady, after all) and the scent layers are complex, I commit. The best rolling happens when Dad is distracted and the grass is just right.

Do All Dogs Do This?

Most do, though styles vary. Terriers roll with bold determination, while hounds might become deeply committed to a specific patch of dirt. Some dignified seniors consider it beneath them, but many of us enjoy being “upside-down beetles” in a state of pure ecstasy.

A quick tip for the humans: If a dog is rolling constantly and seems uncomfortable, it might be skin irritation. But if it’s accompanied by a wagging tail? That’s just pure happiness.

With love and wagging optimism,

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”.

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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-Spring Fling, Driving and Community Service

Spring Fling, Driving Duties, and Community Service

By Emma the White Dog

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Can you believe it’s almost Easter? Spring has officially arrived here in the desert, and with the change of season comes a very busy schedule for a dog like me.

As many of my long-time followers remember, back in October, I had a professional driving lesson from Toonces the Cat (you might know him from Saturday Night Live). We took turns behind the wheel, and while Toonces is famous, I think we all know I’m the more natural driver. In fact, I’m pretty sure I bruised his ego—he still hasn’t returned my calls!

After successfully chauffeuring my friend Tom Turkey around in November, I was recently called into service for another holiday VIP. Since it’s almost Easter, I picked up the Easter Bunny for a quick ride around SaddleBrooke.

He was a very “hoppy” guy, though I did have to tell him to keep his ears inside the vehicle at all times! We had a great time cruising the neighborhood, and I made sure to get him to his destination on time. A dog’s work is never done.

A Day at the Races (Well, the Golf Course)

In March, Dad and I got out for some real excitement. The Mountain View Collegiate Women’s Golf Tournament was held right here at the Preserve Golf Course.

Some friends invited us over to their home on the course to watch the action. I have to say, those young women can really hit the ball! I stayed very polite at the table while the humans enjoyed the event. I wasn’t the only four-legged spectator there, either—I met several other dogs who were just as interested in the golf carts as I was. There’s nothing like good company, a nice breeze, and a front-row seat to some world-class sports.

The Wall of Owls

We haven’t just been “on the go,” though; we’ve also been busy making our home a little brighter. Recently, our favorite electrician came over to install some special spotlights in our TV room.

They are focused on our “Wall of Owls.” My human mom, Joanne, absolutely loved owls, and this collection was one of her true favorites. Now, with these new lights, the owls really stand out. Dad and I love to sit in there and look at them—it makes the room feel extra special and keeps those happy memories front and center.

Special Deliveries

Now, most dogs will tell you that the Amazon or UPS truck is a “threat” that must be neutralized with loud barking. I’ll admit, I do my fair share of “attentive announcing” when the doorbell rings.

However, I’ve realized that the people in the brown and blue trucks are actually quite nice! I recently met one of our regular Amazon delivery friends, and we had a lovely chat. It turns out that when you stop barking for a second, you realize these folks are just part of our community, helping us get what we need. Friendly people are always welcome at our door!

Emma’s Community Report: The Case of the Broken Fountain

Finally, I want to share a story that my newspaper readers know, but my blog friends might have missed. It’s a report on my “community service.”

A while back, my dog friend Brody sent me an email. He was worried because the fountain in the pond on the golf course (where we walk every morning) had stopped working. I didn’t have the answer, so I had Dad check with the maintenance team. It turns out the fountain was broken, but they didn’t have a boat to get out into the water to fix it!

I used my column to put out a “paw-sitively” urgent request: Did anyone have a small boat the HOA could use? The response was amazing! Several neighbors offered kayaks, which was exactly what the crew needed. I made sure to supervise from the shore as they paddled out to retrieve the fountain.

The fountain was sent away for repairs, and I am happy to report it is back and better than ever! It has new spray patterns, it’s easier to maintain, and it even has beautiful new lights for the evening.

It just goes to show that when we work together (and when a dog speaks up!), we can keep our neighborhood looking beautiful.

Spring is a time for new beginnings and bright lights—whether they are on a fountain or a wall of owls. I hope your April is full of sunshine and perhaps a few treats from the bunny!

With love and wagging optimism,

Emma 🐾

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March in Motion, Gadgets and Lunch with Friends

Gadgets, Coffee, and Lunch with Friends

By Emma the White Dog

Before we begin, I have something special this month.

Please click on the photo below to hear my personal welcome and introduction to Life with Emma in the Desert for March. I had quite a bit to say… and Dad finally let me say it on video. 🎬🐾

A New Gadget Arrives

Here we are well into 2026 and there is still not a dull moment around this house.

Recently a box arrived labeled Tempest, and naturally I assisted Dad with the opening process. Supervising is very important work.

Inside was Dad’s brand-new weather station, which now lives proudly mounted on our back fence.

This gadget reports temperature, barometer readings, wind speed, rainfall, humidity, lightning activity, and things I didn’t even know the sky was capable of doing. All of this information goes straight to Dad’s phone and even his watch.

Now, I don’t mean to sound overly practical… but I’ve always believed that if you look out the door and it seems good for a walk, then it is good for a walk.

I do seem to remember someone called the Bard once saying something about “much ado about nothing.” That may apply here. But Dad enjoys checking his charts and graphs, and I’ve learned something very important:

A happy Dad is a very good thing to have around the house.

So I humor the weather station.

More New Gadgets

But wait — we are not done.

A while back Dad purchased a rather fancy coffee maker and became very serious about his morning routine. After our walk, he makes a cup of coffee and then studies his phone. I’m not entirely sure what he’s doing, but it looks complicated and keeps him quite busy.

Then came the coffee grinder.

Now he grinds his own beans for “optimal flavor extraction.” I suspect we may once again be approaching that “much ado…” territory.

However — this development has brought me an unexpected benefit.

We now travel to coffee roasters in search of special beans. And let me tell you, a dog’s nose at a coffee roaster is a magnificent thing. So many aromas. So many friendly people. So many opportunities to be admired.

Perhaps it is all a bit elaborate… but it gets us out exploring, and that means new adventures. I fully support adventures.

Lunch with Friends

Recently we went to lunch with our favorite neighbors, Jo and Joe.

We dined at a lovely Italian restaurant that was truly delicious. While my poodle and bichon heritage may be proudly French, Italian cuisine did not feel foreign to me at all.

I felt quite continental.

And here is something very special — Joanne designed and created my business card. She keeps Dad supplied so he can hand them out whenever we meet new friends. I consider this excellent marketing.

Lunch was full of conversation, laughter, and warm friendship. Days like that remind me that gadgets and coffee are fun… but people are what truly matter.

A Thought Before We Finish…

Gadgets are interesting. Coffee is serious business. Lunch with friends is delightful.

But after all the activity of February, I found myself thinking about something quieter — something deeper. A reader recently asked a question that made me pause (which, as you know, is not something I do often unless a squirrel is involved).

So let’s settle in for this month’s Ask Emma.

Ask Emma

I’ve heard dogs live mostly in the present. How do they deal with the past and the future?

That’s a wonderful question — and one dogs understand very well.

It’s true: we live mostly in the now. Right now smells interesting. Right now you’re here. Right now the sun is warm, the floor is cool, or dinner might be coming. This doesn’t mean we lack memory or awareness — it just means we don’t let time boss us around the way humans often do.

Dogs absolutely remember the past. We remember people who were kind, routines that made us feel safe, and places where good things happened. Sometimes we also remember things that were scary or confusing. Those memories live in our bodies more than in our thoughts. A sound, a tone of voice, or a sudden movement can remind us of something long ago without us “thinking” about it the way humans do.

What’s different is that dogs don’t replay the past over and over. Once something is over, it tends to stay there — unless something in the present brings it back. When dogs have had difficult experiences, what helps most is not talking about the past, but creating new, safe patterns in the present. Consistency, kindness, and patience slowly rewrite those old memories.

As for the future — dogs don’t worry about it.

We don’t lie awake wondering what might happen next week or whether things will turn out okay. We do understand patterns, though. We know when it’s almost time for a walk, a meal, or your return home. That’s not worry — that’s trust built from experience. When good things usually happen, we expect them to happen again.

Living this way is surprisingly peaceful. Dogs don’t regret yesterday or fear tomorrow. We focus on what’s in front of us: your voice, your touch, your presence. That’s where our happiness lives.

Humans sometimes say they wish they could live more like dogs. From our perspective, you already can. When you slow down, notice small joys, and give your attention fully to the moment you’re in, you’re meeting us right where we live.

And trust me — we love it when you do.

With love and wagging optimism,

Emma 🐾

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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, Kind Helpers & Holiday Joy

By Emma the White Dog 🐾

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

It’s a busy season, and I must say… I like it that way. Dad keeps me on the move, and I keep him on schedule. Maybe it’s the holidays that make everything feel more active, or maybe it’s just how we live — but I’ve learned that staying busy, meeting people, and getting things done makes life feel pretty wonderful.

And as always, wherever we go, we meet the nicest people.

A House Call for the Golf Cart

We started things off with a little concern about our golf cart. Dad wanted to be sure everything was running safely, so a very nice fellow came right to our house to check it out. He talked to Dad, patted me hello, and took the time to explain what he was seeing.

Emma with the golf cart technician at home

After a careful look, he gently explained that the cart really needed to go into the shop.

A Sad Ride… and a Happy Return

That was a tough moment for me. One day our cart was being carefully loaded onto a truck to head off for repairs, and I stood there watching, wondering when it would come home.

Emma watching the golf cart being loaded onto the truck

The good news? It didn’t take long at all. Just a few days later, our cart returned — running better than ever and ready for new adventures. I supervised the unloading, of course.

A Helpful Stop at the Hardware Store

Busy days continued when Dad had a little project that sent us to the hardware store. We were fortunate to meet a helpful fellow who listened carefully and came up with just the right solution. Dad was grateful — and so was I.

Emma thanking the helpful hardware store employee

I’ve learned that good ideas often come from kind people who take a moment to help.

Even Busy Dogs Need Rest

Now, as much as I enjoy staying active, even I know when it’s time to slow down. Every busy schedule needs a pause — a moment to rest, relax, and recharge.

Emma resting with her head near her green friend, the Grinch

A little quiet time makes the busy moments even better.

The Season of Good Will

This truly is the season of sharing and good will. One day, while Dad was dropping something into a big red pot outside the grocery store, I spent a moment with a cheerful bell ringer who was helping collect donations for those in need.

: Emma with the bell ringer outside the grocery store

It felt good to be part of something that helps others — especially at this time of year.

Cookies, Friends & a Parade to Remember

One of the highlights of the season was our big night at home before the annual SaddleBrooke Christmas Golf Cart Parade. Friends gathered for cookies, candies, breads, cider, and eggnog. The house was full of laughter, conversation, and holiday cheer.

Emma with friends in front of the Christmas tree

Later, we all settled into the driveway to watch the parade roll by. I had a front-row seat in my stroller — the best spot in the house.

Getting settled for the parade, Emma in her stroller

The carts came by one after another, all decorated with lights and music. Some rolled past slowly, glowing beautifully, while others zoomed by in a blur of colorful lights and holiday sound.

It was magical — and so much fun to share with friends.

A Holiday Goodbye for 2025

As this year comes to a close, this will be my last blog message for 2025. What a year it’s been! I’ve loved sharing our busy, happy, and sometimes surprising life here in the desert with all of you.

Thank you for reading, for smiling along with me, and for being part of my world. I can’t wait to continue this journey in 2026 — who knows what adventures the new year will bring?

Until then, I wish you a very happy holiday season and a joyful, healthy New Year.

With love and wagging optimism,

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-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-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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