Velcro Wednesday

Since returning from Pittsburgh, I’ve been pretty much surgically attached to my mom. Sam here. If she’s watching TV, I’m next to (or on) her. If she dares fix dinner for her and dad, I’m right at her feet. I check all around as soon as I wake up to make sure she’s still there. I worry she’s gonna leave me again.


It’s mid-week and only a couple of days before the weekend when you can spend all your time with the family fur-kid. Don’t leave your baby scared.

Live, love, bark! <3


So…as you may recall, I went to Pittsburgh these past few days to attend the wedding of my sister’s oldest son. It was a great opportunity to visit with family members I normally don’t get to see near enough since we’re kind of spread across the US from hither to yon. Fun weddings are a tradition in our family. We’ve shared many laughs at them over the years though it’s probably a good thing us siblings can no longer easily flop down and ‘Tuna’ at these kinds of events…we probably couldn’t get back up again! If you don’t know what that is, search for the Otis Day version of the song Shout from the Toga Party scene in Animal House [with apologies to anyone who saw an inappropriate ad on the YouTube link-it worked fine initially].

The “concept” of family is an extremely significant to all of us and we learned from the best, our parents who taught us the importance being true and loving to each other. It has made all the difference in the world and while we may live thousands of miles away from one another, we are close and try to come together for events like this to support one another.  Although a few were unable to make the journey, we had a large contingent in attendance and seeing everyone who was there reminded me that our family is lot like a pool with concentric circles when pebbles are dropped in it. With each new baby or spouse our circles grow outward and we are ever so much richer for those ripples. IMG_3839

From the beautiful new grand-niece I just got to meet to the niece and her family from Texas I haven’t seen in over 6 years, we are a lot like the Sister Sledge song, “We Are Family.”  

 Those adorably precious, polite and charming kids from Texas added so much texture and depth to our circles and kept us all entertained at the wedding. Who couldn’t love these munchkins?!










IMG_3842And while my mom was unable to partake at the actual wedding ceremony, she was at the rehearsal dinner and at the send-off breakfast the next morning for which we are ever so grateful. Her grace, style, courage and dignity has made all of us better humans throughout our lives and we cherish every. single. minute. that she continues to guide and be an amazing example for us. We snuggled with the newest member who has the classic family personality that reinforces our life circles. Miss Avery, I know you got tired of being passed around amongst all the aunties, uncles, grandparents and great-grandparents, nieces and nephews, but we just can’t help ourselves. We adore you so and just want to leave lipstick marks on your sweet precious head now and forever. Know each mark and hug is given with love and hope that your life is a continuation of our family’s legacy.

To the beautiful bride, Julia and her hubby, we wish you a lifetime of love and laughter. Kudos to you for bringing joy to your grandmother’s heart at finally tying the knot, Kyle. You made her and the rest of our motley crew happy for you both and we were thrilled and grateful to share in your joy. May you always be as in love and happy as you were on this occasion. And to my dad and siblings, whether through blood or marriage, thank you all for being you and for being part of my circles in life. You make my heart smile and I’m ever so proud to call you family.


And finally there’s that fur-kid who happily welcomed me home and has barely left my side. Your Velcro-ness following any absence makes me sing and revel in gratitude.

IMG_1375Love you all, every single one of you nut-cases! 😉

Live, love, bark! <3

Wordy Wednesday

Sorry for the lack of a post on Tuesday. My “editor” and I seem to have had a difference of opinion yesterday morning and we failed to agree on a post.  Lately Sam hasn’t been particularly helpful when it comes to fulfilling his duties as the muse around the Ranch.

Does anyone else have trouble with their “editors?” Mine has been especially capricious of late. He will no doubt be mightily upset when I leave tomorrow for a wedding/family reunion. Uh…suck it up, Buttercup…you had your chance. [snicker] In the meantime, till that hound comes through with something, how ’bout a bit of ‘bathroom humor?’

Life, love, bark! <3

Monday Musings

Ever play power games with your dog? Sometimes I make Sam wait before receiving a treat. Maybe I should rethink that because he might return the favor.


Live, love, bark! <3


This week I’ve been entertaining our friend, Bashful. Sam here. Other than that one teeny, tiny little mishap where we almost lost him at last weekend’s pet awards, we’ve had a pretty good time I think. He went with us to the hospital this week and hung out with various volunteers, staff and patients. But I think he’s been a little homesick the past few days. Bacon‘s mom sent some cool toys along with the little guy so I tried to make him feel like he was back home. How’d I do? I mean, Bacon and I could practically be twins, right?

Missing bro (1)

Our visit is coming to an end soon but we hope the little guy had fun while he was in the Mile High City. Here’s hoping everyone has a great weekend and that our fur-iends in Louisiana and throughout the South are safe and dry. Please keep them in your thoughts, ‘kay?!

Live, love, bark! <3

A Pawlympic Champ

So many of you have posted photos and pawsome athletic feats during Blogville’s  recent Pawlympics events, we wanted to share our own entry (just in case you missed it earlier). We especially want to send oodles-of-poodle thanks to our friends over at My GBGV Life who did a fabulous job hosting the Wabbit Tracking event by those savvy sniffers, Emma and Bailie.

Wabbit-Tracking-MedalSam isn’t the brightest bulb in the chandelier when it comes to tracking (or much of anything else, truth be told) despite having a huge schnoz. He loses focus at the drop of a hat (ahhhh…look…a butterfly! ….awwww…STROLLER! …ooh, look there’s fill-in-any-name). Everyday we walk past a redeveloped residential group of newer houses in our neighborhood that used to be a well known amusement park in a previous lifetime. When Elitch Gardens was still a fixture “back in the day” (it sold and relocated to downtown Denver in 1994), there were numerous foxes and ‘wabbits’ that lived within the amusement park. While the number of foxes and bunnies has dropped off considerably with the addition of more cars and uprights wandering about over the years, there still a few holdouts wandering around. In fact we just saw a ‘wabbit’ the other day so naturally when we were out walking through the area, Sam’s nose found a totally ‘wily wabbit’ scent.


We had just missed the bunny, but Sam with his long nose completely buried in the mulch still had to sniff all the smell right out of the garden bed for a couple of minutes. I saw the little guy later (happily and safely) hopping off toward the common area near this particular house. Whew…thank goodness. I, for one, don’t want to be an imitation of a human kite, having my shoulder ripped out of its socket when he catches sight of a furry critter.

Hope effurry-one has as much fun as we did participating in this year’s Pawlympics. While this knucklehead may not be the greatest com-‘pet’-itor of all time, but he’ll always be a champ in my heart.

How’d your com-‘pet’-itor do in the events? Did you have a pawsome time rooting for  your own favorite champ?

Live, love, bark! <3

Oh the Places You’ll Go…

As I mentioned in a post earlier this week, mom decided to try to show Bashful around the hospital when we went in this week. Sam here. Bashful promised he wouldn’t go on a walk-about, so I lobbied mom to bring him along.

finalWhen we first got there, we were greeted by some of the volunteers manning the desk near where we check-in. They were very excited to greet me and made Bashful feel right at home. Bashful got to pal around with us as we visited with loads of staff members, visitors and patients at the hospital. Both of us boys were on our best behavior and received lots of treats and attention (my favorites!).

We were there just over a couple of hours which is definitely on the long side for me but there were just so many uprights who really needed my attention. So I doled out LOTS of therapy for everyone we encountered. Hey, I had to look good and impress my buddy Bashful, didn’t I? And all that work really wore me out.

finalWhenever I have a busy day at the hospital, I take a nap and rejuvenate as soon as I get home. This outing was much harder on me and I crashed big time as soon as I could. With apologies to Bashful, (sorry little dude, I wasn’t a very good host but I think I heard you snoring a little myself so I’m guessing it took a lot out of you as well). Normally, I nap for a couple of hours and then I’m “as right as rain.” This time, having an even longer nap didn’t seem to make a dent in my depleted energy levels. I wasn’t even interested in going for my evening constitution and I never pass up a walk but just didn’t feel up to more activity. Ok, sure it sprinkled 16 drops and there was lots of thunder and you all know I despise rain, but I was just too exhausted to even go pee in the yard, yet alone go out for our usual 2+ mile walk. All I wanted to do was rest and snooze and even with all the incessant noise that mom made while watching the Olympic Games, it still didn’t make any difference to me to want to go for an evening walk. Bashful concurred so us boys caught up on our beauty sleep.

Are you ever so tired you don’t want to do one of the things that you absolutely live for every day?

Live, love, bark! <3

Wordy Wednesday


Whatever you do, we hope your business gets done well today. Happy mid-week.

Live, love, bark! <3

2016 Pet Therapy Awards

Bashful flirting with Wee Britt and her lovely mom, Katherine.
Bashful flirting with Wee Britt and her lovely mom, Katherine.

Sam here. We had our pet therapy awards program over the weekend and I got to bring a guest. Bashful was my *plus 1* for this shindig and boy he was a hit. Our fur-iend, Wee Britt and her mom Katherine happily posed with Bashful. This year Britt was awarded the Bronze Paw which means she had over 50 visits (you can read about when we received our Bronze Paw here). We were a little shy of the next level (100) but we should easily hit it soon in plenty of time for next year’s bash. Isn’t Wee Britt just as cute as a button?

Our fur-iends, Mary Ann & Teddy
Our fur-iends, Mary Anne & Teddy


Also at our award program was our sweet friend Teddy and his mom Mary Anne. They moved out of town so we don’t get to see them as often but it was great getting petted by Mary Anne and her friend Mike, who always lavish me with attention. Teddy is so tiny, I nearly stepped on him, but he he let me know I’m a bit of an oaf was a good sport about it (sorry dude 😇)

Bashful was polite and sweet and then he kind of became a pill once people finished lunch and began to leave. Mom was distracted because she was helping with the clean up after our lunch and didn’t realize Bashful didn’t make it back into her bag. We got half-way home and realized “uh-oh, someone is missing.” ARGH!!!!!

We needed to drive back to the venue like a bat outa hell so we pulled a gigantic U-y in the middle of the street leaving rubber behind and returned to the *scene of the crime* hoping the head honchos were still there and the doors not locked. Mom kept ranting HBO words in the car while we flew down the road. Wayne quietly sat there and I kept thinking how in the heck did that little rascal worm his way out of our paws?

Roxanne and Little One with award acknowledging Lily's long service
Roxanne and Little One with award acknowledging Lily’s long service

Luckily for my mom, the powers to be were still there and they knew exactly why my mom was there the minute she ran screaming like a banshee into the room. Our sweet friend, Roxanne and her adorable greyhound Little One (her other greyhound, Lily received a posthumous award for over 700 visits even though Lily passed away a few months ago unexpectedly) said she knew exactly why we was there and had Bashful all ready for us.  She even gave us another goodie bag of treats for me! Isn’t she the best?

Whew…that was a close one. Little Bashful was reminded to not scare us on the way home and he promised he would be good. I sure hope so…we’re hoping to take him with us to the hospital later this afternoon. Gulp.

Keep your fingers and paws crossed that mom doesn’t misplace him again or let him get into any mischief. Folks warned us about that little scamp being wily and boy were they right!

Live, love, bark! <3