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Why are they circling over the house?
The turkey vultures have been circling over the house today? Do they know something that I don’t? That always scares me.
Black Vultures (by happy.apple)
4.13.12 Watch Your Fingers
My Father was a terrible photographer. All you ever saw in pictures were shoes and handbags. What can I say, he was using an old Kodak. But when I take pictures, I expect a higher level of expertise from myself. But, boy am I having trouble with this new Motorola Razor. As you see in the lovely group of photos that I took of the girls playing with Mojo, my fingers obviously got in front of the lens. I really liked these pictures, so I am using them anyway, I do hope you don’t mind. Lulu and Mojo have been in love since she was a puppy. You can see it in how they play. Sofie, the pesky little sister, always tries to get in between. 
Just another dogdaz morning at the zoo ❤
4.12.12 Sleeping On The Monster
What is it about dogs and vacuums? Sofie attacked the dust buster this morning and almost ate my hand with it. They just hate these noisy things. Does it hurt their ears? Should I try and teach them that it is OK or just give up on that one? Do they think that I am being devoured by a Dragon? Sofie is getting more and more brazen with her vacuum hose attacks. Lulu handles it very differently, she goes to sleep on the monster when it is quiet. I think that is pretty brave of her, don’t you?
Just another DogDaz morning at our house ❤ 
4.11.12 I’ve been LOL’ed
I have been honored with a ‘Just Kidding’ Award. How fun is that!!!
Thank you to Colline’s Blog. She has given us this award in appreciation for making her smile. Colline describes her blog as a potpourri of thoughts and experiences and it definitely is. She is creative and follows the “WordPress Weekly Challenges” and mixes them with her religious thoughts and muses on many different subjects. Check her out because I think she will make you smile too.
The Award is to thank those who bring a smile and chuckle in our lives; or appreciate our humour and brighten our day with their posts. To receive this award you need to have a good sense of humour, and appreciate others who like to have a chuckle or laugh with you. There are no rules: it’s just fun, fun, fun! As many blogging friends can be chosen as you want – or none at all.
I present this Award to the following people who often bring a smile to my face (I am going to break my usual, only blogs I have not awarded to before rule, since this is such a different type of honor). Check these blogs out and smile, laugh, and have fun with them, like I do:
These blogs make me smile, a lot!!!. Thanks again to Colline for honor us with this award. Pass it on!
Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo ❤
4.10.12 Lessons From Squash
Squash E. Bear (RIP 2011), was the ultimate gentle dog. He very rarely questioned what he was asked to do, always let ladies go first (even when it had to do with food), and protected and blessed this family from the day he wondered into our lives. When you rescue animals you really never know their stories. You can make them up in your head, you can look at their scars and their phobias, but, in the end you just have to accept them as they are, and for who they are. I believe that people and animals come into my life at particular times on my journey for lessons that I need to learn to move forward. If I don’t open myself to those lessons, then I will just keep repeating the behavior that needs to change, until I do. I do not think that I can actually choose the lessons or the teachers, they chose me, at the times that they are needed. Squash chose our family at a moment in time when we needed the gentle and loyal energy of this unconditional loving giant. He taught me to refocus on the importance of a good walk 2 or 3 times a day (no matter what the weather). A good romp in the woods when possible. Eating to stay healthy (his blood sugar had to be constant). Taking one’s medicine even if we don’t want to (he needed 2 shots a day of insulin). Trust (I was his eyes for several years and he trusted me so much that we could walk together in the woods off leash and he never got afraid or hurt). Loving with abandon. Laughing and telling good jokes (he would stand on the other side of the coffee table and let out a big burp when least expected – you just have to laugh). I am grateful for the people and animals that pass my way, some for a moment, some for a life time.
Just another DogDaz morning at my house ❤
Monday’s Hero
Fred, the Labrador retriever, adopts Dennis, the duckling, whose mother was mauled to death by a fox.
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4.9.12 Roll With It
Somedays, it just makes sense to roll.
Lil’ Sofie Bear loves to roll. She rolls on toys. She rolls on grass spots. She really really really likes to roll in ivy beds or pachysandra. When she has done something she shouldn’t and knows that I am going to yell at her, she rolls. When she wants to stop me from going out the front door, or even from getting dressed from my work clothes closet, she rolls on top of my feet. I personally used to be better at rolling but, as I got older, rolling both physically and mentally just gets harder and harder. Lately I have been getting down on the floor with the dogs and letting them roll on me and with me (Lulu likes to roll too, but only at home). Getting on the floor is a challenge for me (because it is hard to get up), so though it may seem like a simple activity, it is actually a stretch. And, because the dogs both want to be on me at the same time when I am sitting on the floor, it gets kind of crazy; but, they roll and I scratch bellies.
To me rolling is a form of letting go: not getting caught up in the ‘should of’ or ‘could of’ of the event and just going straight to the ‘OK.’ Sofie reminds me that rolling with things can be very freeing and healthy mental and physical exercise. So next time you want to regain perspective – get down with the dogs and roll.
Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo ❤
4.8.12 Can you relate?
My daughter has taught Nine, the kitten, how to sit in her arms like on a perch. He likes to be with her and sit there for a long, long time. I think it is funny the relationship that each of the humans in the house have with each of the animals, and how they feel it is special to them. And it is. Everyone creates their own kind of bond – human to human – animal to animal – and animal to human. When you have a multi-species household, you learn that everyone and everything has their order in the pack and a particular relationship. Somehow, I find it interesting how the animals know the younger humans (even if adult size) from the older humans (who sometimes are smaller than the younger humans). Is it based on energy, inflection of tone, personal presence? To the animals around here, I am the food source. If nothing else, they like me because I am the primary opener of cans, boxes, and bags. Hey, we all must have our purpose in life. (Oh yah, I am also the maker of rules, the teacher of lessons, the thrower of toys, the giver of medicine, and the major cuddler and tummy tickler – which also has something to do with the relationships I guess.) Every relationship is special and each of my animals, and humans, mean something different and wonderful. Just another DogDaz morning at the zoo. ❤
