Word(y) Wednesday

For those of you who watch the fantasy drama TV series, Game of Thrones, you might enjoy this Sam-inspired meme, particularly following Season 7’s finale on Sunday. If you are unfamiliar with G⏀T, where the heck have you been for the past six years?! The show’s famous meme…Winter is coming, is the motto of House Stark.

Let’s hope there are no blue-eyed dragons in the forecast for the rest of the week. And let’s not ‘fur-get’ another favorite meme…Friday is coming and she usually brings wine (or insert your libation of choice). Cheers toward getting there safe and quickly.

Thank you to everyone who has sent well wishes and inquired about my daughter and her family in Houston. We continue to hope they remain safe and send our prayers to all those affected by Hurricane Harvey.

With many thanks to Ann from Zoolatry for this image

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Give a Poor Dog a Bone

Hey there sports fans, Sam here with a new treat mom found and whipped up for me and Elsa last week. Boy, are they ever tasty. And so easy to make, once you’ve chilled the dough.

Peanut Butter~Pumpkins Treats

O-kay mom, I promise to share with the Ninja, but not before I share the recipe with our readers.

You’ll need:

  • 2 cups whole wheat flour (unless your pooch is sensitive in which case substitute to one he can enjoy)
  • 1 cup of oats
  • 1/4 cup of peanut butter (make sure it’s Xylitol free)
  • 1/3 cup of pumpkin (the real stuff, not pie filing)
  • 1 cup water

In a bowl combine all ingredients and mix until well combined. Press dough into a ball, wrap in plastic and refrigerator for a few hours or overnight like we had to do. I almost lost my mind waiting. Sheesh mom!

When your dough is well chilled, lightly flour your work surface (using the same flour you used in the dough), roll out until about 1/2 inch thick. Cut out with cookie cutters or the mouth of a small glass. Arrange on cookie sheet. You can put a jillion of them on a sheet since they don’t expand. Mom always uses parchment because she’s lazy about cleaning off the sheets to avoid sticking. Optional: Apply an egg wash to top of treats. We skipped the eggs, I was already too excited to wait any longer. I already had to wait overnight. Bake at 250ºF for 25-30 mins. And for the legal beagles to keep us from getting sued, remember to allow your treats to cool before serving. Make sure to refrigerator to keep. Mom likes the idea of freezing to keep them safe and the treats crunchy for us. Gimme a treat, gimme a treat! 

See, what’d I say, quick and easy, right? Hope you bake some up for your favorite pup and let us know what you thought of them.

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Monday Musings

We’re late getting this posted. It was a very busy weekend with a last-minute training session on use of the Biovigil hand sanitation system the hospital initiated back in early Spring.  Who schedules training sessions at oh-dark thirty on a Sunday morning (9:00 am)? Anyway, with trying like the dickens to contact family members in Texas to make sure they are all safe, it didn’t seem like much of a weekend. Hope yours was a good one. Any prayers for the safety of all those affected by Hurricane Harvey would be greatly appreciated.

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Some Belated Acknowledgments

Yes, it’s Sunday and we don’t post on Sundays but I just can’t let another day go by without posting a public acknowledgement (and apology for being so tardy).

As you know, we don’t generally share blog nominations on the blog but we had to acknowledge and thank three of our favorite bloggers who were kind enough to nominate us for the One Lovely Blog  in July and early August. Our fur-iend, Lucy at Lexi the Schnauzer & Friends initially  surprised us. A post was drafted but languished with the craziness and hectic schedule we’ve kept over the past few weeks (although I was appreciative in my comment at the time). Everyone loves Lucy’s mom and we’re no exception. Thank you so much, dear Amy and sweet Lucy. No sooner than we were nominated by Lucy, I received notice a couple of days later that fur-iends, Miss Harper Lee and her adorable sister, Tallulah, had nominated us too! And then earlier this month, our friend Michael over at Golden Kali (with yet another pair of sweet Goldens) nominated us too. Wow you guys, I’m so touched by you all thinking of us for this nomination. Thank you from the bottom of our paws. We are so humbled and honored. And I apologize for not having posted about it much sooner. Life just kind of got in the way of me properly acknowledging your generous kindness. Thank you all very much for your nominations, your support over the years and your fur-iendship!

The award calls for me to list 7 things you may not know about us which are kind of difficult since we’re pretty much an open (and somewhat dull) book. But here goes:

  1. Sam is the first poodle I’ve ever owned (and I’ve owned 6 of them over the past 87 years) who won’t swim (or get near any water) even though his feet are webbed like Aqua Man.
  2. Sam is finding it somewhat challenging to be a good brother setting a pawsitive example to a stinker of a little Ninja sister who is corrupting him more often than not. Talk about peer pressure getting to him.
  3. Sam was adopted a few months after the tornado that leveled his hometown (Holly, Colorado (see Denver Post article here) and where he sired two litters of Golden Doodles (that dawg!).
  4. Sam aced his AKC Canine Good Citizen test despite being a stubborn butthead struggling during some of the training sessions.
  5. One of Sam’s favorite treats are pig ears (with apologies to our friend, Bacon) though I haven’t given him any in a couple of years.
  6. I am a naturalized citizen who once owned a hardware store and can cut keys and mix paint with the best of ’em.
  7. In my copious spare time, I make greeting cards to send to friends the old-fashioned way…snail mail, as well as create homemade dog treats, skin care lotions and bath bombs. If you ever want a greeting card, just send us your snail mail address. 😄

Many thanks to Amy and Lucy; Miss Harper Lee and Tallulah; and Michael, Kali and Kloe for thinking of us and for being such supportive blogging friends. It doesn’t seem reasonable to limit any “pay-it-forward” nominations to 15 fellow bloggers since everyone I know has probably received this one before. You all have such clever blogs that charm us but if in case you haven’t, consider this your chance to know we think you’re fur-tastic enough to receive it now!

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Weekend Shenanigans

Woo-hoo…it’s the weekend. Elsa here. Mom didn’t post yesterday because her youngest sister was in town from Texas and her family got together again. She was celebrating her 40th anniversary but I’m not sure what an anniversary is exactly. A day is just a day for us dogs. I politely asked stole the blog so I could share life as I see it. While that goofball brother was slacking off in the living room, I snuck back in the bedroom before mom had a chance to make her bed. Sure, I heard her calling me and looking all over but decided I needed a few more 💤. Besides, I’m a Standard Poodle and have my own agenda. Getting up early on Saturday wasn’t on it.

Why she giggled at me, I have no idea. Sometimes mom is as silly as Sam. Maybe he gets his dopiness from her? Anyway, we hope you all have a ‘furbulous’ weekend!

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

2017 Annual Potluck Awards

Hiya, Sam here. We recently attended our hospital’s annual recognition get-together and I was surprised that mom and I have logged 135 visits over the past 4 years. This year’s ‘trophy’ was a plaque. You can see previous trophies from 2015 and 2016 here and here. The peeps make a big deal out of it but it’s really no big deal and I wasn’t all that excited. Mom forgot to get a photo of me receiving my plague but then took one after we got home when I was trying to catch up on a few 💤. I’m all about getting ear scratches at those events, well that and maybe a cheese cube…or ten from the lunch. Despite a lower turnout (our numbers are down this year with the passing of several dogs), it was still fun to see all our fur-iends. I’m so proud of the work everyone does. One of the dogs had 704 visits over a period of 11 years. I think he must live at the hospital!

Seriously mom, stop taking pictures of me with the plaque. Just put it with the others that you need to dust every week. But give me a treat for being a good boy, okay?

 

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Word(y) Wednesday ~ August 23, 2017

We’re coming up to the Ninja’s 1st Gotcha Day in a few weeks (egad…hard to believe it’s been nearly a year!) and came across this graphic that seemed appropriate to share given the fact that she’s a puppy mill survivor. Dogs like Elsa endure such horrific conditions and all they are allowed to do is turn out puppies with every cycle until they are discarded (or seized in Elsa’s case), exasperating atrocious genetic lines that invariably have health and/or behavioral consequences. Since it’s next to ‘impawsible’ to monitor every puppy mill operation, please remember to NEVER buy from a pet shop. EVER.

Batman will be watching.

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Sleeping with Dogs

There have been a number of articles of late about the virtues of and various issues having to do with dogs sleeping with their uprights and Sam wanted to weigh in on the topic. As Sam and Elsa are around 50 lb., that can pose some interesting positioning in a queen sized bed if there are any plans to spread out, but mostly with regard to who gets the pillows. But that’s another issue. Some people think dogs are just too dirty to sleep in bed with their owner. Have you ever had a toddler sleep with you? You suddenly wake up from a dead sleep and gasp…’Oh my gawd, what the heck is THAT smell?” That theory doesn’t hold much water with me. Besides I brush the dogs frequently (even if they may object at the grooming they sure strut their stuff afterwards). Frankly, they’re probably cleaner than me some nights and rarely drool.


And while they don’t sleep with me every night, I enjoy it when they want to cuddle. “Cuddle” being the operative word. Notice I didn’t say “hog,” guys?

So why do dogs and people like to sleep together? I can think of a number of reasons. First, who doesn’t enjoy the comfort of a warm body next to you in the middle of the night? And the sweet rhythmic breathing makes the pawfect white noise if you need it. It’s all good until a certain Ninja starts snoring, but I digress.

Their presence promotes calm and a feeling of safety. It’s also a great stress reliever. If you’re into meditation, it’s easy to listen to the deep breathing of dogs. When you concentrate on the breaths, it’s easier to fall and stay asleep. Who isn’t in need of a little stress relief? Besides, don’t you just love those little puppy sighs and dream whimpers.

Soon enough winter will be upon us and that means it’ll definitely be a two-dog night. Sure there are down comforters, but there’s nothing quite like a dog next to you for staying warm on a cold winter’s night.

Finally, the unconditional love dogs provide can help ward off depression. Many of our patients ask if Sam can get up on the bed with them and if there aren’t lots of tubes or wires, we’re happy to accommodate their request. Plus your dog enjoys it too when they’re hogging the pillows lying next to you. It’s a safe guess you probably figured out I’m definitely in the “it’s fine and dandy” category. Which camp are you in?

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Monday Musings ~ August 21, 2017

Happy Monday, sports fans. Sam here. The family is all back home {sniff, sniff} and we’re back to our regularly scheduled programming. Today is also the day of the much ballyhooed Solar Eclipse. What are your plans for it?  Hope you had a good weekend.

 

Live, love, bark! ❤︎

Family Ties

Family ties…but not the ones from that popular TV series, but instead real life family ties. The past 10 days have been filled with them. First my 21-year-old granddaughter and her boyfriend visited (yeah, I know, hard to believe I”m that old to have a 21-year-old granddaughter but I digress). I have a special bond with Hailey, having taken care of her when she was an infant every weekend for her first year. When I went to Hawaii last spring to celebrate her brother’s graduation, I was fortunate to meet her boyfriend, a quiet, adorably nice young man. Kyle is a local Hawaiian and as kind of a human as anyone could wish for their progeny to find. Polite, sincere with a beautiful and respectful life ethic, it was great for me to have them stay with me. Turns out after all they did while visiting her friends from high school, staying with me was a vacation they needed…i.e. rest. I think the go-go mentality of young road warriors had caught up with them after days of constantly being on the move visiting places and sharing the beauty of Hailey’s home state with her boyfriend who had never been to Colorado before. This thoughtful sweet girl took him to South Dakota to visit with her other grandmother for a few days as well. When I think of how this beautiful young woman has matured into a loving human, I am filled with joy and yes, a helluva lot of pride, too.

As Hailey and Kyle were preparing to return to their island paradise, Hailey’s dad arrived, their co-visits only overlapping by a day. Ostensibly to attend his 30th year high school reunion (I know, here’s that age thing again…WTH…how did that happen?), we managed to schedule some family time as well. For our family who relishes these get-togethers more than anything, it usually involves a fair amount of good food and some liquid refreshments. And this was no exception. Kevin’s best friend since junior high helps out his cousin’s craft brewery here in the metro area. The brewery, located in Del Norte, Colorado near where we lived more than 35 years ago, Three Barrel Brewery specializes in small batch “artisanal inspired brews produced from San Luis Valley grown, single origin malt, hops, Haefelis’s honey (from a local honey farm) and fresh mountain water.” Seth provided us with a healthy supply of some of their more popular brews which provided us the opportunity for some experimental suds quaffing. Had never tried ‘sour beers’ before and think the consensus amongst our collective palate is we’ll probably stick to slightly more conventional options. Perhaps I’m too old to be hip enough to enjoy the sour beers that the brewery is well-known for, but no worry on my part. Give me a robust IPA or ale and color me a happy gal. I’ve known Seth and his family for more than 30 years and he’s practically a family member. It’s always good seeing this man who now also has a family though substantially younger than my son’s. Seth is a generous, smart and funny guy, who is Hailey’s godfather so we go back a long way, in more than just time.

My brother Tim and his wife, Natalie, opened up their beautiful new home to the family clan multiple times. Natalie’s nieces were visiting while Hailey and Kyle were here; our two families sharing food, beer, and loads of laughter completely warmed my heart and soul. After our recent pet therapy visits getting together was definitely most welcome and the perfect Rx to soothe and comfort my spirit.

Having my son visit, even for a short time, meant the world to me. Not only did I get to have some much-needed time with my son  (a mother’s dream) but the quiet mornings over coffee and breakfast catching up on the details of his life, of how his new job was going and the final details on the remodeling of the ohana back in Kona allowed me to see exactly the kind of incredible role model and human he is, as a son, a father and a loving human with incredible talents Even just thinking about it, I can’t help but smile.

At first meeting, Elsa was slightly wary of the new people arriving but quickly warmed up to Kevin, Hailey and Kyle. Sam became particularly attached to Kevin’s hip, following him around the house. And though both dogs waited outside guest bed rooms sniffing at the crack each morning waiting for their new BFF’s to rise, Sam in particular reconnected with his old friend from when he stayed with us for an extended time before moving to Hawaii in order to wait out the quarantine period with his own dogs.

Now that everyone has left, Sam wanders around looking for Kevin in particular, hoping he is still here. And much like me, he’s missing this wonderful man who provided such joy while he was here. It’s a lot quieter around the Ranch today and as we adjust back to the old ‘normal,’ I smile thinking of this wonderfully loving family, the cherished visits with everyone shared over lively conversations, tasty meals and libations. This is what I’m talking about…these kinds of family ties and as I look forward to the next one, be it here at the “Ranch” or on an island paradise, my heart is filled with love allowing me to face the dragons of this crazy world anew. It’s good to be fully stocked again by the best fuel around-my family.

Live, love, bark! ❤︎