ROLE MODELS
THIS IS: Adopt A Senior Pet Month
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower." Albert Camus
There are two other pets in this household. And, they are sort of my of my role models. One of them, Mickey, doesn't like me very much. Whenever I walked past him, he swats at me with his paw. He doesn't realize he is declawed.
The other pet, Minnie, likes me... I can tell. She comes up to me, and we are nose to nose. She's pretty. She is gray and peach and has a sweet face. When I chase them, Minnie knows it's playful. Mickey's just plain afraid.
I watch them and learn from them. They are allowed on all the furniture and counters. One day I saw Minnie on the back of the sofa, and on the window ledge. When I try to do those things I get scolded. Granted, the other pets are only 10 to 15 pounds, and I am a hefty 45 pounds. I saw Mickey on dad's desk. I tried it and got a good scolding. Mickey he still goes there, I don't.
I saw Minnie on an end table the porch. Mom grabbed my collar, pulled me off and told me NO several times when I tried it. I don't get it. On the other hand, mom and dad take me outdoors to do my business and let me run. Those two other pets, don't get to go outside . Ha! They have to use an indoor potty. My favorite thing to do that those other two can't is to get up the sofa and wrap my body around mom's back and snuggle up close. I know Mom likes it.
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Thursday, October 17, 2013
THE GREAT HUNTER
THIS IS: Apple Month, Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Adopt a Shelter Dog Month, AIDS Awareness Month
QUOTE OF THE DAY; "In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag. W.H. Auden
Whenever I am outside, I love to chase the gray creatures. I used to chase lizards, but they are too fast and too small. I leave that job to Minnie. The gray creatures have cute, pointy ears and beautiful bushy tails. Mom and dad call them squirrels.
When we go to the dog run they are in abundance. Sometime there are two or three of them, but mostly they are loners. They are fast, but if they didn't have trees to run and hide in, I know I would catch one.
Mom says they like to tease me. They sit on a branch and start talking up a storm. They are noisy.
There is also a brick fence that they run along. I chase them as far as I can then they jump on a tree. I tried climbing a tree, but I don't get very high.
What would I do if I caught one? Toss it up in the air, catch it, and strut around proud of the fact that I caught one. Then I'd take it to mom. She would be so proud of me.
I would try to make it squeak, too, just like the ones mom caught and brought home to me for being a good dog. The ones mom brought home, have the same pointy ears and bushy tails but they don't run when I go after them. I wonder why?
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e-mail: daisydog1@CFL.RR.COM
THIS IS: Apple Month, Breast Cancer Awareness Month, Adopt a Shelter Dog Month, AIDS Awareness Month
QUOTE OF THE DAY; "In times of joy, all of us wished we possessed a tail we could wag. W.H. Auden
Whenever I am outside, I love to chase the gray creatures. I used to chase lizards, but they are too fast and too small. I leave that job to Minnie. The gray creatures have cute, pointy ears and beautiful bushy tails. Mom and dad call them squirrels.
When we go to the dog run they are in abundance. Sometime there are two or three of them, but mostly they are loners. They are fast, but if they didn't have trees to run and hide in, I know I would catch one.
Mom says they like to tease me. They sit on a branch and start talking up a storm. They are noisy.
There is also a brick fence that they run along. I chase them as far as I can then they jump on a tree. I tried climbing a tree, but I don't get very high.
What would I do if I caught one? Toss it up in the air, catch it, and strut around proud of the fact that I caught one. Then I'd take it to mom. She would be so proud of me.
I would try to make it squeak, too, just like the ones mom caught and brought home to me for being a good dog. The ones mom brought home, have the same pointy ears and bushy tails but they don't run when I go after them. I wonder why?
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e-mail: daisydog1@CFL.RR.COM
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
MOM AND THE POO
THIS IS: AKC Responsible Dog Ownership MonthQUOTE OF THE DAY: "The more boys I meet, the more I love my dog." Carrie Underwood
Mom keeps trying to become more independent each day. She likes to try new things to see if she can do them. Her most recent effort didn't work out too well. She told dad she wanted to take me to the dog run on her own. Dad said he'd ride on the back of the golf can't and not help out at all. And he didn't. But he did laugh a lot.
Mom has been driving the golf cart for a few months now with no problems navigating. She's really good at it. It didn't surprise me or dad when we got to the run safely.
We pulled into the run and mom had to close the gate. she stepped out of the golf cart and waddled to the gate with me on my leash in tow.
Okay. Mission accomplished. I was let loose to run and chase squirrels.
When I stopped to do my duty, mom hobbled over and picked it up in the familiar green bag. She couldn't close it with one hand, and I heard dad say, "So now what are you going to do?" and he was laughing. Somehow she got it right but she couldn't tie it. She placed the bag in a cup holder until we could get the trash can. Mom can now pick things up without losing her balance. I think dad was impressed when she picked up my poo.
Mom drove the golf cart and I ran back to gate. However to get more exercise, mom turned the golf cart around and drove to the other end of the run again. I chased more squirrels on my run back.
When we got back to the gate, mom got out of the cart, grabbed the bag, and walked a few steps to the trash can. It is on an incline, and mom isn't walking too good on those yet, especially without a cane. Dad was laughing again and asked what she was going to do with it. Mom said, "Bring it home, of course, for you to take care of." Dad took the poo bag from mom and placed it in the trash can.
Mom then put the leash on me, opened the gate, got me into the cart, and then we drove home.
All and all, I think mom did a good job, but I think it would be much easier for her to take me to the small run in the back near the recycling bins. Dad agreed.
I gotta say, mom is trying real hard to help out, but I heard her say to dad, "How independent do I really want to be?"
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Wednesday, September 11, 2013
WHAT NOT TO WEAR
THIS IS: Happy Cat MonthQUOTE OF THE DAY: "Don't be into trends. Don't make fashion own you, but
you decide what you are, what you want to express by the way you dress and the way you live.
Gianni Versace
Mom was watching Kelly and Michael the other morning when Howie Mandel came to the stage. She couldn't believe her eyes. He was wearing a pair of capris. Where were the fashion police. What designer made them for men? When mom goes to a theme park, she often sees men wearing capris. She told me Brits seem to wear them the most. Maybe that explains the trend. It's not a good look for men. It just looks plain silly. Mom says there are certain things a man should not wear. Capris are one of them. She said you see it all at theme parks.
Other no-nos: How about stilettos. Yes, Mom has seen woman heels. I bet they don't go on the rides. Or how about the shorts (mostly women and a few men) where the legs ride up to the crotch and get all bunched up. Isn't that just a bit uncomfortable? How about the shorts that are too tight. Women - look in the mirror at the rear, too.
Also, please wear clothes not pajamas. I know PJs are comfortable, but to a theme park? Really? That's like wearing curlers to the supermarket. Yeah, Mom has seen it all.
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e-mail: Daisydog@cfl.rr.com
Friday, August 16, 2013
BAD DOG!!!
Quote of the day: "There's no such thing as a bad dog, just a bad owner." John Grogan (Marley and me)
This is: feeding pets of the homeless week
I was a bad girl last night. Mom and dad went to the grocery store. Before they left, dad "Daisy - proofed " the house. He separated me and the cats, he hid the remote and mom's water bottle, and he covered the leather the sofa so I wouldn't scratch it up.
They forgot something though. A few bottles of moms vitamins the left on the island. As soon as I saw the car pulled away, I got up on my hind legs, front paws on the island, to see what they left me. Usually, it's nothing, so I wait patiently until they get home.
I got one bottle down, but couldn't get it open. Stupid security seals. I left that bottle on the floor and went for another. I chewed the top off. These were called CoQ10. They must be good. Mom eats one every day. Pretty purple capsules fell out. I tried one, not bad. I ate the entire bottle. 90 pills .
When dad came home and saw what I had done, he was furious. I've never been scolded like that before. He scared me. I was kind of left to myself. I don't like mom and dad being mad at me. While I was laying peacefully on the living room floor, my tummy gurgled. I threw up right there on the area rug. I went to dad, who was sitting at his desk, he started petting me. I think he was trying to make up with me. I threw up again. This time on the chair floor pad and on the chairs wheels. Dad calmly got up, went to the kitchen for paper towels, and cleaned up my mess. Mom was comforting me during cleanup. I really didn't feel very well.
Dad checked the Internet to see if the CoQ10 was toxic. Apparently not. But too much can cause vomiting and/or diarrhea.
I am always ashamed of myself after I do something bad, but my tummy hurt,and that was punishment enough.
Maybe I'll become famous if dad puts me on the web as one of the bad does with a sign that reads,
"I ate all of moms CoQ10. I'm a bad dog."
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Quote of the day: "There's no such thing as a bad dog, just a bad owner." John Grogan (Marley and me)
This is: feeding pets of the homeless week
I was a bad girl last night. Mom and dad went to the grocery store. Before they left, dad "Daisy - proofed " the house. He separated me and the cats, he hid the remote and mom's water bottle, and he covered the leather the sofa so I wouldn't scratch it up.
They forgot something though. A few bottles of moms vitamins the left on the island. As soon as I saw the car pulled away, I got up on my hind legs, front paws on the island, to see what they left me. Usually, it's nothing, so I wait patiently until they get home.
I got one bottle down, but couldn't get it open. Stupid security seals. I left that bottle on the floor and went for another. I chewed the top off. These were called CoQ10. They must be good. Mom eats one every day. Pretty purple capsules fell out. I tried one, not bad. I ate the entire bottle. 90 pills .
When dad came home and saw what I had done, he was furious. I've never been scolded like that before. He scared me. I was kind of left to myself. I don't like mom and dad being mad at me. While I was laying peacefully on the living room floor, my tummy gurgled. I threw up right there on the area rug. I went to dad, who was sitting at his desk, he started petting me. I think he was trying to make up with me. I threw up again. This time on the chair floor pad and on the chairs wheels. Dad calmly got up, went to the kitchen for paper towels, and cleaned up my mess. Mom was comforting me during cleanup. I really didn't feel very well.
Dad checked the Internet to see if the CoQ10 was toxic. Apparently not. But too much can cause vomiting and/or diarrhea.
I am always ashamed of myself after I do something bad, but my tummy hurt,and that was punishment enough.
Maybe I'll become famous if dad puts me on the web as one of the bad does with a sign that reads,
"I ate all of moms CoQ10. I'm a bad dog."
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e-mail: daisydog1@cfl.rr.com
Friday, August 2, 2013
SHOPPING FUN
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open ." John Barrymore
THIS IS: happiness happens month (www.sohp.com) Secret Society of Happy People
Several weeks ago, mom went shopping with daughter-in-law, Dani I will let her tell you about it.
Don and son Mike took the kids, Owen and Sydney, to the movies while Dani and I went to have a girls day and shop and spend money. We arrived at the outlet mall a little before 10 o'clock , which I thought was early, but the parking lot was practically filled.
The first order of yhe day was to get me settled in the wheelchair. Dani had to put the foot rests on. Her first try was upside down and we giggled as we tried to picture me putting my feet upside down and her pushing me from store to store. Dani got it right on the second try and we were on our way.
Where to start first. There were so many shops. 126 according to the website. We could do real damage to the credit cards. Our first purchase was in Vera Bradley. We stopped in the Guess store and I found a pretty black blouse. We saw pull-up jean's on the rack.They were so cute. We took size large into the dressing room and that's when the fun began. I tried on the first pair and couldn't get them up over my hips. Dani's turn and she had the same problem. It was too funny. Two grown women trying on clothes sized for a 12-year-old.
It was kind of comical watching Dani struggle to open a door while keeping her hand on the wheelchair so I didn't go rolling backwards. The task is somewhat undefeatable without help. But plenty of people offer their services and if they didn't, Dani would just ask a stranger for help. Even at lunch, a stranger helped us out. Every table was taken and Dani and I were weighing our options when a woman at a table asked if we'd like hers. She said she was getting ready to leave. iI was perfect.
As we were leaving, I took us to the wrong parking lot. Dani was pushing the wheelchair with her arms loaded with shopping bags from Aerosol and Coach. We both bought shoes and purses. (What woman in her right mind can pass up a 50% off sale, especially in Coach.) What we didn't realize was that the wheelchair wheels were rubbing against the shopping bags and tearing them. It had rained. We got to the car and one bag completely fell apart. The contents fell onto the wet pavement. Shoes and a purse together with a receipt fell onto the road, and of course into a puddle. A nice family walking by helped us pick up the boxes but I couldn't stop laughing. ( I'm laughing now picturing the scenario.")
It was a fun filled girl's day out of shopping and lunch. We are already looking forward to next year's visit.
The ride home is another story. Accidents, detours and not fun.
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e-mail: daisydog1@cfl.rr.com
QUOTE OF THE DAY: "happiness often sneaks in through a door you didn't know you left open ." John Barrymore
THIS IS: happiness happens month (www.sohp.com) Secret Society of Happy People
Several weeks ago, mom went shopping with daughter-in-law, Dani I will let her tell you about it.
Don and son Mike took the kids, Owen and Sydney, to the movies while Dani and I went to have a girls day and shop and spend money. We arrived at the outlet mall a little before 10 o'clock , which I thought was early, but the parking lot was practically filled.
The first order of yhe day was to get me settled in the wheelchair. Dani had to put the foot rests on. Her first try was upside down and we giggled as we tried to picture me putting my feet upside down and her pushing me from store to store. Dani got it right on the second try and we were on our way.
Where to start first. There were so many shops. 126 according to the website. We could do real damage to the credit cards. Our first purchase was in Vera Bradley. We stopped in the Guess store and I found a pretty black blouse. We saw pull-up jean's on the rack.They were so cute. We took size large into the dressing room and that's when the fun began. I tried on the first pair and couldn't get them up over my hips. Dani's turn and she had the same problem. It was too funny. Two grown women trying on clothes sized for a 12-year-old.
It was kind of comical watching Dani struggle to open a door while keeping her hand on the wheelchair so I didn't go rolling backwards. The task is somewhat undefeatable without help. But plenty of people offer their services and if they didn't, Dani would just ask a stranger for help. Even at lunch, a stranger helped us out. Every table was taken and Dani and I were weighing our options when a woman at a table asked if we'd like hers. She said she was getting ready to leave. iI was perfect.
As we were leaving, I took us to the wrong parking lot. Dani was pushing the wheelchair with her arms loaded with shopping bags from Aerosol and Coach. We both bought shoes and purses. (What woman in her right mind can pass up a 50% off sale, especially in Coach.) What we didn't realize was that the wheelchair wheels were rubbing against the shopping bags and tearing them. It had rained. We got to the car and one bag completely fell apart. The contents fell onto the wet pavement. Shoes and a purse together with a receipt fell onto the road, and of course into a puddle. A nice family walking by helped us pick up the boxes but I couldn't stop laughing. ( I'm laughing now picturing the scenario.")
It was a fun filled girl's day out of shopping and lunch. We are already looking forward to next year's visit.
The ride home is another story. Accidents, detours and not fun.
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e-mail: daisydog1@cfl.rr.com
Monday, July 22, 2013
HELICOPTER OR VELCRO?
Quotes of the day: " A wise man adapts himself to circumstances as water shapes itself to the vessel that contain it." Chinese proverb
"Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune ." William Jones
This is: National Zoo Keeper week ( July 21 through 27 ) Also, National Dog House Repairs, Grilling, Ice Cream, Blueberry, and Hot Dog month
There are helicopter moms and Velcro dogs. I am proud to announce that I am a Velcro dog.
I love mom and dad. I know they think I am a pain in the arf, arf, sometimes, but I'm just trying to protect them. I follow them all over the house just to make sure they are safe.
I follow my into the bathroom, and when it is shower time, I try to get in the stall, too. Dad locks me out of the room.
When mom is walking around the house, I try to anticipate her destination. I know her routine so I am usually right. Although she won't admit it. I need to be near mom in case she needs me. Once, she fell on the porch. I laid next to her head so she could use my body as a pillow until someone came to help her up.
When it's my suppertime, I show her where my dry food is stored. I know she needs me for that. I walk so close to her that she can feel my fur tickle her legs.
When mom is alone in the house I am especially on guard. I hear a golf cart drive by and I bark and check the windows for intruders. I do the same when I hear a car drive by. When I see a person go by, I bark until they are out of sight to scare them away from the house. Every now and then, mom's friend Jan comes to visit. I am very excited for the company. Jan usually brings me treats.
Mom hasn't fallen a long time,so I must be doing something right to keep her out of trouble.
When mom sits on the sofa, I curl up behind her and wrapped my body around her. I know she likes that because she hugs and pets me.
When mom needs dad to come to her, she calls out " Don". Just in case he didn't hear her, I bark until he comes to the room. I'm just trying to help. If he doesn't come fast enough, I go and get him.( remember Lassie )
Sometimes I get scolded for doing these things, but lots of times I get hugs and pets and "good girl".
I am not going to stop looking after Mom. She needs me to look after her like I need her to look after me. I think we make a pretty good team.
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e-mail daisydog1@cfl.rr.com
Quotes of the day: " A wise man adapts himself to circumstances as water shapes itself to the vessel that contain it." Chinese proverb
"Acceptance of what has happened is the first step to overcoming the consequences of any misfortune ." William Jones
This is: National Zoo Keeper week ( July 21 through 27 ) Also, National Dog House Repairs, Grilling, Ice Cream, Blueberry, and Hot Dog month
There are helicopter moms and Velcro dogs. I am proud to announce that I am a Velcro dog.
I love mom and dad. I know they think I am a pain in the arf, arf, sometimes, but I'm just trying to protect them. I follow them all over the house just to make sure they are safe.
I follow my into the bathroom, and when it is shower time, I try to get in the stall, too. Dad locks me out of the room.
When mom is walking around the house, I try to anticipate her destination. I know her routine so I am usually right. Although she won't admit it. I need to be near mom in case she needs me. Once, she fell on the porch. I laid next to her head so she could use my body as a pillow until someone came to help her up.
When it's my suppertime, I show her where my dry food is stored. I know she needs me for that. I walk so close to her that she can feel my fur tickle her legs.
When mom is alone in the house I am especially on guard. I hear a golf cart drive by and I bark and check the windows for intruders. I do the same when I hear a car drive by. When I see a person go by, I bark until they are out of sight to scare them away from the house. Every now and then, mom's friend Jan comes to visit. I am very excited for the company. Jan usually brings me treats.
Mom hasn't fallen a long time,so I must be doing something right to keep her out of trouble.
When mom sits on the sofa, I curl up behind her and wrapped my body around her. I know she likes that because she hugs and pets me.
When mom needs dad to come to her, she calls out " Don". Just in case he didn't hear her, I bark until he comes to the room. I'm just trying to help. If he doesn't come fast enough, I go and get him.( remember Lassie )
Sometimes I get scolded for doing these things, but lots of times I get hugs and pets and "good girl".
I am not going to stop looking after Mom. She needs me to look after her like I need her to look after me. I think we make a pretty good team.
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e-mail daisydog1@cfl.rr.com
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