Category Archives: Dogs

Happy Gotcha Day, Monk!

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…my memory wandered back to the summer evenings — not so very long ago, perhaps, if one but adds up the years, but a long, long while ago if one measures Time by feeling… ~Jerome K. Jerome, English writer and humorist, Novel Notes, 1893

You’re
A true
Paradox.
Funny? Oh, yes.
Challenging? For sure.
But life would be diff’rent
Had you not come to stay here
With me five years ago this month.
You’ve cost me money, chewed up your toys,
Thrown up on my rugs, barked at all noises.

But everything can be redeemed, can’t it?
Despite a rough puppyhood, you’ve grown
And become an adult Sheltie
Anyone could be proud of.
I think you’re here to stay!
Happy Gotcha Day
To my Monkey.
I love you,
Silly
Boy!

Note: Poetry form is Double Etheree. Monkey’s Gotcha Day is Feb. 20, 2021 (yes, he’s a Pandemic Puppy!)

Monkey Gets Hurt — Part Two

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Best doctor in the world is the Veterinarian. He can’t ask his patients what’s the matter. He’s just got to know. ~Will Rogers, American humorist, author, and actor

I Monkey here, with a continuation of yesterday’s tale.

(What, you haven’t read it? Leave right now and do so or this part won’t make sense. We’ll wait.)

Since Mama wasn’t getting any medical help from my dogtur, she promptly called another vet but was told I’d have to wait two weeks before they could see me.

Holidays, you know.

In the meantime, they told Mama to keep me quiet so my paw can heal.

Don’t they know how impossible it is to keep a herding dog quiet??

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Monkey Gets Hurt — Part One

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Best doctor in the world is the Veterinarian. He can’t ask his patients what’s the matter. He’s just got to know. ~Will Rogers, American humorist, author, and actor

I Monkey here.

Mama’s cleaning the house, or decorating, or some such nonsense, so I’m commandeering her laptop because I have something BIG to complain about.

And her blog is just the place to do it.

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(Nearly) Wordless Wednesday

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Around and around the house the leaves fall thick—but never fast, for they come circling down with a dead lightness that is sombre and slow. Let the gardener sweep and sweep the turf as he will, and press the leaves into full barrows, and wheel them off, still they lie ankle-deep. ~Charles Dickens, English novelist, journalist, and social critic, from Bleak House

Who Wears It Better?

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The great pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him and not only will he not scold you, but he will make a fool of himself too. ~Samuel Butler, English novelist and critic

One of the magazines I casually glanced through many years ago had a regular feature section called “Who Wears It Better?”

Apparently, the compiler photographed two celebrities on separate occasions sporting very similar outfits, yet one invariably came up short.

Maybe the style wasn’t as flattering on them as on the other person; maybe the color or accessories were wrong.

Anyway, I remembered a photo I’d taken of Dallas (circa 2016) and decided to see my two Shelties side by side in glasses. Monk is on the left; Dallas is on the right.

So, who wears those spectacles better?

Forgiveness

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He who cannot forgive breaks the bridge over which he himself must pass. ~Proverb

My mama snaps a photo
As I sit and do my pose
She says that these are peonies
She might be right. Who knows?

Yes, they’re pretty, Mama,
You’re right about that, indeed.
But aren’t you forgetting something
Upon which we earlier agreed?

I said I’d pose for your camera
If you’d reward me in turn;
One special treat is all I ask,
Your forgetting that is a concern.

But I won’t hold it against you —
I’m forgiving just that way.
Next time, bring the good treats,
And maybe I’ll look your way!

Note: Poetry form is some kind of rhyming quatrains, I think.

 

 

Missing Out

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He that is good for making excuses is seldom good for anything else. ~Proverb

I Monkey here.

Did you know National Dog Day occurred on Aug. 26 (as it does every year)?

Bet not, right?

Did you celebrate with a furry friend or two?

No? I Monkey thought as much.

You all are as bad as Mama.

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Some Vacation … Huh

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Ah! there is nothing like staying at home, for real comfort. ~Jane Austen, English novelist

I Monkey here.

Since Mama’s tied up with “work,” I’m commandeering her computer to let you know what’s going on in my world.

Because after all, that’s what you really want to read about, isn’t it? Me, I mean?

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International Sheltie Day

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Today is a most unusual day, because we have never lived it before; we will never live it again; it is the only day we have. ~William Arthur Ward, American motivational writer

There once was a day so grand
It was honored all over the land.
With a Sheltie or two
You’ll never be blue
And love you’ll always command.

Note: Poetry form is Limerick (which I haven’t written in ages!). Today, June 1, is International Sheltie Day. The Monk insisted we recognize the occasion this year — he’s demanding good treats and extra belly scratches.

Cleaning Paws … Still

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I am an immaculate housekeeper. I’m clean, but the house is a mess. ~Phyllis Diller, American stand-up comedian, actress, author, and more.

I Monkey here.

Mama seems to think this blog is hers, but I’m here to remind you — it’s all about me. Or at least it should be.

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