I love it here.

I never thought I’d be THAT girl. You know, the girl with small yippy dog that she has simply must take everywhere, and always gushes over –and to round out the stereotype, I’m a blonde.

But that’s what I’ve turned into, although in my defense it was not by choice.  A boyfriend of mine rescued Buster in San Francisco during the Giants Parade back in 2010 when they won the series (hence the name-Buster Posey).  I can’t say I really wanted Buster, but his undeniable cuteness grew on me and despite threats from my mother of impending homelessness I kept him.  He’s too big now to carry around in my sweatshirt pocket, (although how big can a Chihuahua/Pomeranian mix really get?) so I bought him a seat belt and he’s my current travel companion.

We drive around California visiting friends, exploring different areas, sometimes for the day, sometimes for the week.  We call Petaluma Point A and the rest of the state Point B.  Although Sonoma County is home base it’s not the most thrilling of places to live and Buster is a pretty big thrill seeker so we have to get out often. While Petaluma has been good to me for the past 20 or so years and to Buster for the single year of his existence, it's time to move on and we are in search of a place to relocate after this spring.  California will always be home but with so many awesome place in the state we are trying to explore all our options. All we know is we want to go someplace warm because we hate the cold (let's face it, at least one of us come from Latino heritage, we're just not bred for the cold of the Bay Area).

Buster loves long walks on the beach, chasing birds in the backyard and hiking. He completed climbing Mt. Tam this past summer.  His other interests include begging for human food and humping small children when he helps me babysit.  My interests include no longer being a college student and trying to avoid speeding tickets. We’ll see where the semester takes us.