Tag: dogs

Just because

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In yo face

Someone had been snoofing in the garden and came home with a muzzle full that required a quick lie-down.  We know now that the iphone at 2 inches is met with a low grrrrrrr….

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pets

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Hello and Good Evening, Alastair Puppy here…

Finding a groomer whose idea of doggy beauty matches one’s own is no easy feat it seems.  A routine nail-clipping wound up more than a little off the top, some off the ears and an eyebrow trim, leaving our fuzzball looking like a muppet version of PBS host Alastair Cooke or an extra in the classic Monsterpiece theatre. Good thing he doesn’t look in the mirror…

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: Pets puts all our animal friends on parade – Have a look!

Happy Halloween!

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No treats for you!

The inimitable Miss Z spotted this little convict’s outfit and insisted we get it for our trouble on four feet.  Now ordinarily, Across the Bored finds this kind of thing cruel and unusual punishment but since he destroyed the 32GB camera memory card during Hurricane Sandy, it seemed justified…

Weekly photo Challenge: Big

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Anyone remember Devo? Close your eyes, flash back to the 80s and listen to the words…

“I am a (wo)man with a mission and yes, I’m in a big mess”

The blogosphere resounds this week with a wild variety of pics for the Weekly Photo Challenge: Big. Our household vibrates with largeness of a different kind – the ever-expanding, threatening to swallow one whole, can’t get a handle on kind of volume that results from  its occupants less than domestic skills and acquisitive tendencies.  We are all, by nature, collectors: books and paper ephemera, photos, slides, paintings, shoes, action figures (don’t ask), silver oddments, bits collected on trips, the list goes on. While it makes for an interesting nest and provides many a topic of conversation for first-time guests, it does entail some time-consuming curating.

Miss Z takes great pleasure in saying that our house is more organized, cleaner and “way better” than those of her friends and while this may be true and is some small consolation, we are still overwhelmed by ….. a big mess.

Big pile of laundry: not mine – at least it’s clean

This particular Monday arrived with a big thumping of construction equipment down the street accompanied by the barking of the big dog making a big deal about the big cat that likes to harass him.  A big argument about the correct way to compost got things off to a big start and now a big pot of chili sits simmering on the stove while a big pile of laundry slowly gets done and a big pile of ironing increases hourly. A big window full of emails to be answered and notifications to view could have been a big headache but were softened by a big cappuccino. So it is only a blog about Big to finish with…

Ample are the resources at hand and
Astronomic the patience needed to endure
Bear-sized muddy footprints
across the floor;
Colossal are the olives plunging
Deep into the pot
Enormous;
Formidable are those whose efforts
Gargantuan become even more
Heroic in the retelling;
Immense are the skies above,
the stars a
King-sized,
Larger-than-life
blanket to wrap you in;
Monolithic proportions abound
around us
Newsworthy, noteworthy
Oversized and over-promoted
Preposterous art;
Queen-sized media
Rotund in its
Stupendous glory
a 21st century
Titanic of information so
Unbelievable, so
Voluminous in its pervasiveness
yet
Wide-ranging are the possibilities…

Travel theme: Animals

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I know you are doing something interesting

No matter where we go, when we are home, this face is sure to follow.  He reads like an open book; sometimes it is a mystery, or a comedy and there are even days when he plays all the characters in a tale of horror but it always ends up a love story.

Celebrate beastie beauty with Where’s my backpack’s challenge Travel theme: Animals!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Solitary – 2

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I know he’s there

Solitary has as many definitions as entries in this week’s Photo Challenge and is, as we have seen, not a state unique to humankind.  Our barbet, although spoiled and overwhelmed with love, knows the meaning of “alone”.  Lonesome for his friend, even the first snows of winter do not deter him from his vigil – he sends his doggy thoughts across the fence and waits patiently.  The reward is in the simple pleasure of play.

Puppy Love

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Canine hearts beat as ours

We often dogsit our neighbour’s foxhound, a pup who managed to teach our own barbet-poodle mix how to bark.  Being a fowl-retriever the loudest sound to come out of him, up until their meeting, had been a low growl but he quickly learned a full range of barks, yowls, whines and yelps. This is, perhaps, the true nature of friendship – having a buddy who is willing to teach one things not inherent in our essential characters, to be non-judgemental about us whether we are scruffy or groomed and to always watch our backs. Were it so easy for those of us who walk on two feet…

Missing unconditional Love

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Growing up, the only mammals apart from the two-footed variety that populated our house were cats and rodents so when the question of “getting a dog” was broached by my own children, I would respond with an ambiguous “We’ll see”.  This answer seemed to be sufficient until 4 years ago when…. I succumbed to gentle but continuous pressure and the liquid, brown eyes of a furry mop up for adoption.  This year marks the first that we have been separated for any great length of time and though I didn’t think I would, I miss my troublemaker terribly – next year he will get a vacation, too!