Category Archives: Monday Musings

Monday Musings ~ March 18, 2019

Elsa

{Yawn-stretch} Happy Monday. Oh hi, it’s me, Elsa. We’re running a little slowly today (i.e. mom’s got writer’s block). We’re hoping the caffeine kibble kicks in soon. Not sure why Sam and I have to pick up the slack when mom’s not creative and I’m not saying there was too much paw-tying yesterday, but we could use a few more 💤

How was your St. Patrick’s Day weekend?

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Meme Monday ~ March 11, 2019

Pass It On

With the arrival of the Daylight Saving Time over the weekend and winter unwilling to go gently into the night in many areas, this meme seemed like a good way to start out the week. May you be an initiator and a recipient of kindness this week.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Red Carpet Monday ~ February 25, 2019

By now you know who won at last night’s Oscar ceremonies. Sam here. Naturally Elsa and I walked the Red Carpet, paw in paw. I couldn’t decide if I should go understated but dashing like Bradley Cooper with a silk bow tie or something more…ahem, ‘eye-catching’ like Spike Lee and ended up wearing a flowing red scarf with a new trendy pair of Warby Parker glasses. Elsa was breathtakingly gorgeous in a pink silk off the shoulder printed scarf. She was so nervous that she thought she might pee on the carpet but I said, I’ll be here for ya, kid. We just got to our seats in time (with no accidents, I might add) for some of the lesser known categories that aren’t broadcast on TV. And guess what…I actually WON! I was nervous speaking to so many people, but then my professional therapy training kicked in and I was able to deliver a heartfelt and surprisingly ’emotional’ acceptance speech. What do you think?

The Oscars

We hope your favorite nominee won last night. Happy Monday to all the winners.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ February 18, 2019

Let’s start the week out with a smile but not the kind of smile Mother Nature is giving us today. After seeing the first batch of crocuses blooming on Friday, she apparently took a left turn, put a down payment back on winter and dropped a couple of inches of white stuff. She isn’t funny at all. She’s cold and sadistic. The temperature is only 10º F.

Sprinkler smile

Have a great week and don’t forget to smile.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ February 11, 2019

Poodle Squiggle

I found a new artist on Pinterest a few months ago and will be periodically sharing some of their art here. Hope it make you smile as much as it does me.

We trust you had a great weekend and will be able to accommodate your furry friend with a good walk today. Our forecast will be semi-chilly but certainly warmer than last week. Since it will be a very busy week ahead hospital visits and other volunteer work, we should probably get started “in a minute.” 😊

Live, love, bark! 🐾

MVP Monday ~ February 4, 2019

Puppy BowlHappy Monday morning all your armchair quarterbacks. Elsa here. So…I expect you watched the big game yesterday? No, not that game. We’re talking about Animal Planet’s cuteness fest, Puppy Bowl XV. Mom just couldn’t bear to watch the other one so while she finished up sewing a few things for a baby present she wants to send off, I laid my head in her lap and snoozed watched. Talk about entertainment-I mean a couple of times her giggling even woke me up. Even the halftime show hit some truly ‘pawsitive’ notes with a ‘pawformance’ by Purr-oon 5 featuring Adam Feline.

If you’ve watched before, you will recognize referee Dan Schachner. Dan has been the ref for all the Puppy Bowl games and a big supporter of fostering, bring one little pup from The Sato Project back from Puerto Rico that he will foster in Brooklyn until it’s adopted.

If you live in the US and have never watched the Puppy Bowl, you have missed out on a great opportunity to see gobs of shelters from all over the country providing adorable pets just waiting for their chance to find the ‘pawfect fur-ever’ home. This year was no exception. With contestants heralding from 51 shelters coming from 23 states (as well as Puerto Rico), there was an adorable pet just waiting for you. Big, small, long or short-haired, long-legged, big-boned, fluffy or smooth…you name it, it was there. Plus the entertainment of kangaroo cheerleaders, a ring-tailed parrot named Meep who handles the social media tweets, Shirley the Sloth in a return appearance as a co-referee, hamsters,  baby porcupines and a Capybara filling in as mascots, well trust me…there was something for EVERYONE. Add lots of zoomies up and down the playing field and it was a fun-filled event.

One thing extra special this year was the addition of a couple of competitors who were special needs pets which made Mom sniff a few tears. You know us special needs pets are harder to place and all too often we are euthanized. Bumble, a 20 week old Lab/Chow mix was hearing and sight-impaired and came from Double J Dog Ranch shelter in Idaho. Isn’t she precious?

Puppy Bowl

Bumble, Puppy Bowl XV Game voted MVP by fans

Will, a 18 week old Old English Sheepdog-Cocker Spaniel mix heralding from Doodle Rock Rescue in Texas was born with a defect in a front leg. He competed in the starting lineup with a temporary prosthetic along with MVP Bumble, who managed to score a field goal. Proving once again that us special needs dogs can lead full and productive lives just like any one else.

Puppy Bowl

Will, the special needs OES mix

How cool is that?! I’d have loved wrestling romping and barking with these pups. Mom sure laughed at their antics of all these wonderful pups, and we realized every single one of them was a Howl of Famer in our eyes. Did you watch Puppy Bowl or that other game? Did your team win? Team Fluff may have prevailed in the high scoring Puppy Bowl XV game and will no undoubtedly bark about winning the “Lombarky” Trophy, but we think all the puppies and kitties were winners in our eyes.

Puppy Bowl

Live, love, bark! 🐾

 

Monday Musings ~ January 14, 2019

So THAT’S the issue? Guess it’s obvious now the problem is I am owned by I own a Standard Poodle, when what I really need is an automatic.

Standard vs. Automatic

Here’s hoping your week starts off with a chuckle.

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ January 7, 2019

Looks like someone else gained some weight over the holidays. I think I know that feeling.

Holiday weight gain

Who you calling chubby?

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Not At All Wordless Wednesday~ January 2, 2019

2019. Just the sound of it sounds promising, doesn’t it? But it’s not at all natural to type  just yet, let alone say and it will probably take a couple of week’s of practice before I scribble over 2018 on checks in favor of adding the correct year.

Happy New Year, Blogville. We at the Ranch hope you survived the ‘howlidays’ and they were full of joy. Between all the special food, drinks, and good cheer with friends and family, you just might want to hold off looking for that bathroom scale just yet (you may remember I thought of hiding mine here as a viable strategy for that fudge holiday weight gain).

Enter the period of time where making resolutions is the blueprint we often begin the new year. Welcome, resolution month. I’m not big on making resolutions preferring setting goals with a specific plan, but I do try to become more conscious about healthy living and eating. How can you not? With the arrival of bitter cold temps in the single digits with windchill over the past few days, outside exercise has been limited but here’s a strategy that might help.

Snowmen humor

Have a wonderful first week of 2019. Your slate has been wiped clean to create a whole new direction where you can go. What’s your plan? And if you make New Year’s resolutions, do they work for you? Any tips to share? Here’s to a happy, healthy 2019!

Live, love, bark! 🐾

Monday Musings ~ December 31, 2018

Every New Year’s Eve mom gathers us to have ‘the talk’ where she goes over, for the umpteenth time, “rules for poodles.” Elsa here. “Like we’ve heard it all before, mom.” Besides, we know “poodles rule” anyway. This year I decided to beat her to the punch before she starts whining waxing on about her stupid rules.

🦴 Yes, mom, we know it’s called a walk. In Doglish we think that means a ‘sniff’ and a leisurely one at that when the temperatures are extra cold. Chilled  leaves and grass smell much different, trust us.

🦴 Of course we know that minding our leash manners is impawtant for everyone’s safety and that it’s not necessary to dash after every cat or squirrel we encounter. Don’t blame us…explain the rules to the cats and squirrels. We know exactly what to do. Can we help it if they don’t want to ‘chat’ with us?

🦴 Walking exercises.  Sometimes the sidewalk ends and we have to walk out in the street so Sam and I think that’s the pawfect time to extend our leashes in opposite directions so you have to rein us in. It’s called upper arm strengthening exercises. Have you looked in the mirror lately and checked out that flab dripping off your triceps like a wet bag of mice? You’re welcome.

🦴 As for when you’re picking up our poop, we’ve got other things on our minds. And most often that involves walking behind you to get our bearings. you’re on your own. 💩  Besides, I always thought moms had eyes in the back of their heads to keep an eye out on us. Guess I got that wrong.

🦴 Follow the leader to us in Doglish means something more like that cool Fleetwood Mac song…Go Your Own Way. Oh sure, you’re barking ‘heel’ but you need to start thinking of Sam more like Lindsey Buckingham. They’re both weirdos.

🦴 Yes, we pestered you to take us for a walk and jumped around like pogo sticks till we left and then s-l-o-w-l-y meandered around on said walk like we could care less. It’s called a poodle agenda. Sheesh, don’t you ever read the editor meeting memos where we clearly spelled that out?

🦴 In the winter when sunlight on our early walks isn’t in plentiful supply, we are quite sure that shadow we saw IS too a serial killer, therefore barking is imperative for everyone’s safety. The neighbors need to get up and get to work anyway.

🦴 And while we’re on the topic of safety, I know for a fact that all Akitas will trigger insanity on my part. You can call it racial profiling if you like, but  blame the next door Akita, not me. He’s already proved that he would tear down the fence if he could. I know his crazy MO and will act accordingly whenever we encounter others of the same breed, irrespective if they’re nice or not. I gotta let all dogs know not to mess with this Chica. Us Ninjas have a reputation to uphold. Maybe you should think about carrying more treats in your pocket for distraction purposes. Just saying.

🦴 Nose nudging while you’re trying to paint. Hey, we’re just improving your lame artwork. Picasso probably had interns, so chill. If you painted with acrylics instead of those unforgiving watercolors, you could save yourself a lot of aggravation. Then again, if you petted us enough, we wouldn’t need to remind you.

There are probably other areas where we rule, but am sure when you least expect it, we’ll be sure to remind you so that you might eventually ‘get it,’ by pointing out who really rules around the Ranch. That’s called training, woman and you need lots of it.

We wish everyone a Happy New Year. Let us know when we’re gonna pop open the Dog Perignon, Sam and I will get the hors d’oeuvres ready for ringing in 2019 with some serious style.

Live, love, bark! 🐾