Life without hope is a year without spring. ~William Arthur Ward, American motivational writer
I Monkey here.
Y’all aren’t going to believe what nearly happened!
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Monkey Gets Hurt — Part Two
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??
Forgiveness
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.
Some Vacation … Huh
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?
Monkey Makes A Mistake
Every mistake must be paid for, rarely by the person who committed it. ~Jacques Deval, French playwright, screenwriter, and film director
I Monkey here.
Mama says confession is good for the soul. I don’t know about that, but if I can teach another pup NOT to do what I’ve done, then maybe confession is all right.
Don’t thank me — I’m generous like that (or at least, I’m trying to be, it being Lent and all!)
Fighting the Bug
The doctor is often more to be feared than the disease. ~Proverb
I Monkey here.
As a rule, Mama is pretty healthy. She takes extra-good care of herself, doing all those things humans are supposed to do — eat right, get enough sleep, exercise, avoid crowds of people coughing.
So it’s a Big Deal when she finally takes sick.
Especially when I Monkey am by nature so needy and, shall we say, anxious for her full attention.
All the time.
Silent Sunday
What quaint seduction lurks within the snow. ~Frances M. Frost, American poet, novelist, and children’s writer
Mama and the Snow
Man is said to want but little here below,
And I have an idea that what he wants littlest of is snow…
~Ogden Nash, American poet
I Monkey here.
Hoo-boy, is Mama mad!!
Happy Birthday, Monkey!
I still find each day too short for all the thoughts I want to think, all the walks I want to take, all the books I want to read, and all the friends I want to see. ~John Burroughs, American naturalist and nature essayist
Today is my birthday — I’m finally four!
Too late for Mama to show me the door!
I’ve barfed and I’ve pottied all over her floor,
But one thing’s for certain: I’m never a bore!
Today’s my birthday — it’s all about ME!
I’m just as happy as happy can be.
Cats and squirrels, you’d better all flee;
Guarding and chasing are fun for Monkey!
Today’s my birthday — let’s celebrate!
You bring yourselves; I’ll host the fete.
Cake, ice cream, cookies on a plate;
Only the best, nothing third-rate.
Today’s my birthday — oh, happy day!
I’m ready to party; I’m ready to bay.
I can’t promise anything but skies of gray;
Still, come to my party and be ready to play!
Note: Poetry form (I think) is quatrains. Could be rhyming couplets though.
Throwback Thursday
Time is like the wind, it lifts the light and leaves the heavy. ~Doménico Cieri Estrada, Mexican writer
I Monkey here.
My mama is beside herself these days with projects, so I’ve volunteered to post on her blog for her.
I know, I’m nice that way.
Take a look at this picture:
Musings by an ND Domer's Mom 