Many people quit looking for work when they find a job. ~Author unknown
I Monkey here.
For a long time (I’m two, so that’s a long time!), I’ve been trying to figure out what my job is around these parts.
Category Archives: Dogs
Welcome, Spring 2023
In the spring I have counted one hundred and thirty-six different kinds of weather inside of four-and-twenty hours. ~Mark Twain, American writer, humorist, and entrepreneur
Raining again, Mama?
Facing Fear
Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. ~German proverb
I Monkey here.
I ask you, Have you ever seen anything more terrifying than this:
Decisions, Decisions
Sometimes you can head off a decision you’ll regret by looking into your heart and finding regret already there. ~Robert Brault, American author
Gee, can’t a dog get any sleep around here without somebody sticking a camera in his face??
After spending two full years sitting on the fence over whether to keep Monkey or return him to his breeder, I’ve finally made a decision.
This ‘N That from Monkey
I Monkey here.
Mama is spinning around like some kind of cyclone, so I decided to snatch her laptop and catch you all up on what’s going on.
(It’s a cinch she won’t because she’s still grousing that she hasn’t written a decent sentence since I Monkey came to live with her. Huh!)
Bittersweet Memory
There is no night without a dawning
No winter without a spring
And beyond the dark horizon
Our hearts will once more sing…
For those who leave us for a while
Have only gone away
Out of a restless, care worn world
Into a brighter day.~ Helen Steiner Rice, American writer, inspirational and Christian poetry
Dallas, September 2016
This would have been Dallas’s 16th birthday (2006-2020). Rest well, my Sheltie angel!
Suffering Guilt
If you mess up, ‘fess up. ~Author unknown
Monkey (also known as Houdini)
I knew better.
Dogs should be in crates — or somehow secured — when riding in a car. They should be taught to Come When Called.
And Shelties just might be the best escape artists ever.
Just Biding My Time
While I might find pleasure in your approval, your disapproval will not deter me. ~Muriel Strode, American poet
I Monkey here.
Guess what I found in my back yard?
A bunny’s nest!!
Monkey’s First Poem
Some pursue happiness, others create it. ~Author unknown
I caught a bird, a pretty thing:
White of belly, black of wing.
Of course, my mama had a fit;
Didn’t concern her, not one bit.
I snagged him as he flew through the air.
Why not, I thought? He was right there.
And Mama has taught me how to catch.
A flying object is an easy snatch!
This bird felt different from my other toys:
Lots of feathers, not much noise.
But Mama wasn’t playing with us;
She was inside, making a fuss.
She saw that bird hanging from my mouth.
The next thing I knew, the door to the south
Opened with a crash and there she stood —
Mad as a hornet and that wasn’t good.
Outside she flew; a shovel she’d brought.
Is this some kind of new game, I thought?
But no! She sped without a word
Toward my prize, my little bird.
She scooped him up and shouted “No!”
And toward the fence she decided to go.
Hoisted that shovel and tossed him away.
Oh little bird, come back and play!
Note: Mama says this poetic form is in rhyming couplets. I Monkey have no clue!
Memories of Dallas
I wish you enough good memories to see you through the bad times. ~Pam Brown, Australian poet
Dallas, April 2015
I
Am still
Missing you,
My beautiful
Soul Dog Dallas, and
I guess I always will.
Two years now. You departed
Right as the Pandemic began,
Leaving me sad and broken-hearted.
At last you’re free from pain and misery.
Time really has helped me process the grief
Of your passing, and I must admit
So has the arrival of a
New Sheltie puppy, Monkey.
He’s not you, nor will he
Ever be, but still
It helps to have
A puppy
Under
Foot.
Note: This poetic form is called Double Etheree.
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 