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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 Driving with Toonces

Driving Lessons with Toonces

Hi Friends — Emma here! 🐾

A while back when my human brother Rick came to town to drive Dad to a medical appointment, I started thinking: Why shouldn’t I be the one driving him? I mean, I go everywhere with Dad anyway. That’s when I remembered Toonces the Driving Cat from the old Saturday Night Live skits. If a cat can drive, surely a smart little dog like me can too!

If you’d like to meet Toonces, just touch the link below to see a video of him behind the wheel. I studied it carefully — after all, a girl needs to prepare for her first driving lesson

.https://youtu.be/5fvsItXYgzk

So one day, Toonces agreed to give me a lesson. It was quite an adventure. He meowed something about “keeping your paws at 10 and 2,” and then… off we went! I sat in the passenger seat, watching how he handled the wheel.

Later, we switched places.

Now, I don’t want to brag (well, maybe just a little), but I think dogs might be better drivers than cats. We’re loyal, focused, and not easily distracted by birds in the sky or squirrels on the sidewalk. Toonces didn’t say anything when I took over, but when we talked about my next lesson, he just said, “Don’t call me… I’ll call you.”

Hmmmmmm. I’m not sure what that means, but I have a feeling he knows I’ve got talent. 🚗🐶

REFLECTIONS ON HALLOWEEN 🎃

Halloween is an interesting time for us pups. Humans dress up in all kinds of costumes — ghosts, witches, superheroes — and they seem to love it. For us dogs, though, it’s a little more… confusing.

Some of us get dressed up too. One year I wore a sparkly pumpkin bandana. Not bad. But some of my dog friends got stuck wearing things with hats, wings, or even shoes. We try to be good sports, but honestly — many of us would rather wear nothing but our fur coats!

The doorbell rings all night, little humans in costumes shout “Trick or Treat!” and the world smells like candy (none of which we can eat). It can be a lot for a pup.

But there are parts we love: long walks in cooler air, pumpkins to sniff, crunchy leaves to romp through, and snuggling close when the night gets spooky. So if you see a pup dressed up this Halloween, give them a little extra smile. We’re trying our best to play along with your funny human traditions.

Wagging tails and happy howls,
🎃 Emma

Ask Emma

Q: Hi Emma… I get so terrified whenever thunder and lightning roll through SaddleBrooke. I shake, pant, and try to hide. Is there something my humans can do to make me more comfortable and help me tolerate storms?
— Question from Suki, your SaddleBrooke neighbor and friend

A: Oh, sweet friend — you are not alone. Many dogs (big and small) feel frightened by the rumbling skies and flashing lights of a summer storm. Thunder can sound like a giant’s footsteps, and lightning can seem scary and strange. But the good news is that your humans can help you feel safer.

Here are a few tricks they might try:

🐾 Safe Space: A cozy, quiet spot like a crate, closet, or bathroom can be a comforting retreat. Add a favorite blanket or toy to make it feel secure.

🐾 Calming Touch: Gentle petting, brushing, or just sitting nearby reminds you that you’re not alone.

🐾 Background Sounds: Soft music, a fan, or TV can help cover up the booms.

🐾 Comfort Clothing: Some dogs like snug wraps or shirts (like a “ThunderShirt”) that feel like a hug.

🐾 Vet Guidance: If storms are extra tough, humans can ask a veterinarian about natural calming aids or medications.

And here’s an extra tip for the humans: staying calm themselves helps us pups know everything is okay.

You’ve got this, Suki! With love, patience, and a safe cuddle spot, stormy nights don’t have to be so scary.

With a wag and a reassuring woof,
🐾 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!

Life With Emma in the Desert Back Home in AZ

Back Home in Arizona, With Thoughts Near and Far

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

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

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

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

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

Enlarge to see REI sticker on stroller]

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

A More Serious Topic: PTSD

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

With love and paws of comfort,

Emma 🌵🐶💖

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

Hi friends — Emma here! 🐾

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

“Fresh from the spa — looking fabulous!”

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

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

: “Nothing better than Rick visiting!”] ❤️

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

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

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

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

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

“Checking in for my flight!”] 🛫

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

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

To Be Continued… 🐾

Until next time,
Emma 🌵🐶💖

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