Hangin’ With the Gnomies

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I had such fun with TJ and Lola, giving out treats, chasing Lola and her bone around the house. But when I stepped outside to head home, I discovered Ann’s other friends. Not nearly as cute. Or mobile, when humans are near. But definitely intriguing.

Jerry the gnome — Meet Jerry, the philosophical gnomie. He’s been sitting on Ann’s porch for awhile, making faces at passing squirrels, waiting for mice to drop in and make conversation. Jerry is pretty laid back and has an answer for everything.

Y’all, they’re just the most darling things ever. Gnomies. I wanted to give them a treat, but Ann said no. She’d learned the hard way that feeding them is BAD. So I gave each of them a pat and left.

One chill gnomie — I thought Jerry was laid back. And then I met gnomie Edgar. He’s a bibliophile. We had a long conversation about our favorite books. His tastes are far more erudite than mine. But his fellow gnomies don’t understand him, so he spends a lot of his down time napping in the shade.

One of my favorite things about work as a blogger for Jones is visiting new dogs each month, taking their pictures, talking with their people, hearing new stories. And occasionally running across cool quirks and collections. Like the gnomies.

Gardening gnomie — A true garden gnomie, Frank has a love of soil that none of his fellow gnomies share. It makes him sad, since he feels like he does all of the work to feed the crew. I didn’t pat him on the head, since his hat is too pointy. Poor Frank. Poor, dear Frank.

Ann has a lovely home. Her dogs are handsome creatures. Her story is fascinating. But her gnomies? Perfect!

Cool gnome — Meet Ricky, an investment banker. He hangs out at Ann’s house when he’s feeling anti-social and wants to look down his nose at the other gnomes. It was a real treat to meet him. He’s a cool little gnomie.

What do you collect? Gnomes? Tea cups? Dog beds? I collect books. Signed books. Otherwise it’s an eclectic mess here. Ann collects gnomes.

Carl the hippie gnomie — Carl is the sweetest gnome I’ve ever met. His love for the outdoors is unmatched by his peers, but he’s not a gardener. In fact, he drives Frank nuts, always picking the flowers that have been planted as pest control. We had a long conversation about my chickens and agreed that Carl would come by soon to meet them, maybe ride one of them. I told him I’d leave that up to the hens. They’re pretty independent.

So tell me what you collect. Better yet, show me! Can you do that? Head to Jones FaceCrack page and leave a photo comment. I’d love to hear your story, too. And don’t forget to enter the giveaway and make your dog smile!

Until I write again …

Flea

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