A Napping Tribute

Bailey FOREVERToday we’re paying tribute to our fur-iend, Bailey the Sheltie by posting our favorite nap photo. We didn’t know Bailey, but all his fur-iends said he was a swell dog. We’re sorry for his family and hope that they find comfort from the tender moments and sweet memories of their loyal fur-iend. Run free, sweet Bailey.

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Monday Moanings

Even after a couple of days recovering fromheader, it seems clear that Sam is still a little ‘crinkled‘ rough around the edges. Is it pawsible he’s still hung-over from Ruby’s margarita truck or is the Denver heat just getting to him? Hopefully he’ll wake up in time to make the fur-stealing appointment session with the groomer so he can look pawfectly spiffed up for a hospice appearance later today. Anyone have a doggy Advil at their house for the Rastafarian wanna-be here?

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Here’s hoping you all had a swell time at the pawty and a terrific weekend. Happy Mo(a)day.

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Fab Friday

You’re getting up and fixing me Swedish crepes this morning, right?! I’ll just wait here till they’re ready, ok?

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Is your dog an early morning snuggler?

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Thursday Travelogue

Here are some highlights from yesterday’s meanderings around the Big Island. Switching over to the ‘rainy’ side of the island, we bopped over to Hilo, the oldest city in the archipelago. Surprisingly, there was no rain. For an area that receives an average of about 140″ of rain, this is pretty remarkable but we were grateful nonetheless. Our mission, to see the Pana’ewa Rainforest Zoo and Gardens, the only natural rainforest zoo in the country. Traveling along the Daniel K. Inouye Highway, the roadway connecting the western to the eastern side of the Big Island, also known as the Saddle Road, we shaved about 30 minutes off the trip and we were able to see snow-capped Mauna Kea with blue skies around it. While the roadway is wind-swept with Mauna Kea on one side of the road and Mauna Loa on the other, Mauna Loa was shrouded in grey clouds. 🙁 Mauna Kea, the state’s tallest peak at 13,796 ft., is a dormant volcano while Mauna Loa with the Kilauea caldera is definitely still active and growing.

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Although the main attraction of the zoo (Namaste the Bengal white tiger) passed away in 2014, there are still a few other animal attractions and a wide array of gorgeous Hawaiian plants.

We managed to see the state bird, the Nene which is one of the most endangered birds in the world and is closely related to the Canadian goose.finalThis peacock kind of followed us around when we first arrived. Pretty spectacular, isn’t he?

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We took the scenic route home and checked out the Waipi’o Overlook outside Honokaa. Talk about breath-taking! Although it’s rained at some point nearly every day in Kona, we are keeping our fingers crossed tomorrow is a good day for the beach.

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Speaking of crossed fingers, our daily spying on Sam revealed a semi-behaved hound (for a change). He’d been walking around as if in disbelief a daze before I snagged a pic off the video feed, no doubt wondering where the devil we went and why had we left him for so long. That or the whole drama MO with paw to forehead, and a breathless thought something like…”Day 8 and the uprights are still missing (cue the creepy organ music 🎶). Where could they have possibly gone?” Here’s he’s orchestrating the sun worshipers’ canine society in Denver’s 66º weather. Hope they’re using sunscreen.

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Sunshine Saturday

Sam here. So the “pawrental” units were working in the garden so naturally I had to snoopervise their progress. Luckily that time provided me with ample opportunity to work on my tan.

finalWhatever plans you have for the weekend, don’t ‘furget’ to use plenty of  sunscreen. Here’s wishing you a super Saturday.

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The moving saga continues…but it’s all pawsitive

It’s Friday…yippee! So looking forward to the weekend, how about you? We’ve been hard at work reorganizing the garage in anticipation of Wayne’s California belongings arriving on Monday. Building shelves, organizing more efficiently and condensing my stuff so that we can fit our belongings together has been an ongoing endeavor since we came back. Combining households is no easy venture…there’s only so much room you have to deal with and (sadly) we all tend to fill our space. When you add more possessions in the same amount of square footage, something has got to go. So I’ve been diligently purging clothes, bedding, extra kitchen utensils and other stuff like crazy. Why oh why did I hang on them in the first place is beyond explanation. 🙂

As you can see, Sam continues to ‘snoopervise‘ our hard work rotten lazy dog. Maybe he’s resting up in anticipation of next week’s hospital visits.

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Wishing you and yours a wonderful weekend full of pawsitive accomplishments and fun.

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Leader of the Pack

Remember that 1964 pop song ‘Leader of the Pack by The Shangri-Las (dear lord, did hair really look like that back in the 60’s-OMG!). It was a pretty decent hit for the girl band and a moderate cover hit for Twisted Sister in 1985 (among others) about teenage tragedy. But what I mean by leader of the pack here relates to ‘leadership.’ Wikipedia says this about leadership:  “…described as “a process of social influence in which a person can enlist the aid and support of others in the accomplishment of a common task.” The dictionary defines leadership as  a person who guides or directs group, providing guidance or direction. When it comes to our dogs, we definitely provide support and direction. We are their caretakers, making sure they remain safe. As owners we are charged with their safekeeping, we provide a pack that they may thrive, shelter from storms, food and love. This is what they need, this is what we do if we’re responsible pet owners.

Another aspect of the dynamic relationship with our fur-kids is loyalty. We are faithful and devoted to them and they to us. It’s a unique bond between biped and canine and I had an opportunity to view the two side by side the other evening when I was out in the garden. I often let Sam hang with me in the garden while I putz around pulling Sumac seedlings (will they never end?), watering, etc. He loves being outside keeping an eye on me, sniffing to his heart’s content without me nagging him to move along but mostly he loves to greet passers-by. A couple of women who live nearby stroll by frequently with their pup and Sam absolutely adores both of them. He’s isn’t all that crazy about their pooch who even after 2 years still goes immediately for Sam’s ears, but any chance to see either of them, well he’s more than happen to split from the yard to say hi, tail furiously wagging with a big goofy grin on his face. They always laugh at Sam’s goofiness and we chat about the latest goings on in our ‘hood. As soon as Sam spied them, he was gone in a flash, despite my calls to stay screeching. That dog was on a mission and it didn’t involve me. Luckily he didn’t run out into the street and no one was hurt, other than my ego at my lack of ‘leadership’ with him. He leaned heavily against on Roxann’s leg, looking longingly up into her face. He was in heaven with his friend. I called him repeatedly to get back into the yard but my pleas voice went unheard. I walked out to the sidewalk to bring him back and he still refused to budge. We all chuckled about it but it got me to thinking. Why was my dog ignoring me (beyond usual)? Did he not respect my leadership where his interests collided with my commands and his needs?

Then I said, “ok for you, I’m going back inside,” and started back up the walk toward the porch. He then came galloping toward me immediately and then leaned against my leg looking up with those adorably sweet amber eyes. I realized that while my ‘leadership’ may be hit or miss sometimes with Sam, his loyalty can never be questioned. He’ll always be my lap dog, peacefully snoozing away on top of my legs and yes, probably dreaming about the next encounter with one of his neighborhood BFF’s but I know he’ll always be completely mine.

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Hanging with my loyal buddy

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Forty Winks

imageHow is it that dogs can go to sleep ANYWHERE? I’m so jealous. The other night as I was unable to get to sleep, tossing/turning and generally mulling over the events of a super hectic day when I was startled to hear Sam growling in his sleep. Sure I was technically awake but kind of groggy and in my addled state at nearly 1:00 AM, the growling seemed to signal something nefarious like someone wandering around the backyard. It momentarily jarred me out of my stupor and envy and made me wonder if he was ok or was there in fact an intruder. I peered over at his bed and there he was, simply laying on his side twitching and making alternating growling and whimpering sounds. Whoa, what’s going on here? Is he ok? Could my dog be dreaming?

Apparently there is scientific evidence that confirms that dogs do in fact, dream. How is that  possible, you ask? Research says our human and canine brains are pretty similar on a structural level and show the same electrical sequences. EEGs show that dogs enter deep sleep complete with REM (rapid eye movement) and irregular breathing where the dream sequence takes place. Though no one seems to know why, smaller dogs tend to dream more than their larger cousins do. A toy poodle might experience a new dream every 10 minutes, whereas a Golden Retriever might only dream once every 90 minutes or so.

In humans, there’s a part of the brainstem known as the pons that keeps humans from acting out their dreams. When researchers deactivated this part in dogs, evidence suggests they dream about common dog activities. They observed that they began to move around, despite the fact that electrical recordings of their brains indicated the dogs were still fast asleep and they only started the movement when the brain entered that stage of sleep associated with dreaming. And during the course of a dream episode the dogs actually began to execute the actions that they were performing in their dreams, i.e. digging, chasing cats, flushing out birds, etc.  Matthew Wilson of MIT determined much of the dreaming that humans do at night is associated with the activities that were engaged in that day. Cognitive scientists trying to understand sleep and dreams hypothesize that sensory memories replay themselves during early REM sleep. Thus it makes sense then that dogs would do the same when they’re in a dream state.

Of course you don’t need lab equipment designed to measure electrical pulses in your dog’s brain to determine when your dog is dreaming. Jut watch him when he begins to doze off. As  sleep becomes deeper, breathing will become more regular and in about 20 minutes an average-sized dog his first dream should begin. Breathing will then become shallow and irregular at that time and could be accompanied by twitches, and the eye movement we recognize in humans. That eye movement is the dog is actually ‘looking’ at the dream images as if they were real images of the world in his brain and characteristic the dreaming sleep state. When humans wake during this rapid eye movement or REM sleep phase, they nearly always say they were dreaming (Stanley Coren 2010).

Bottom line is that dreaming in dogs is perfectly normal, natural and healthy. Much like with humans, it is the brain’s way of decluttering events of the day that have made lasting impressions. So the next time Fido starts wildly kicking in his sleep, think about what he did earlier in the days. Chances are good it’ll be the same kind of activities he engaged in during the day and much the same way your dreams manifest themselves. My only question is whether Sam’s growls or groans directed at the mail lady or is he trying to express himself toward some female pooch he’s currently crushing on? Is that dog a cad or what?! 😉

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