Dancing With Mom

Duff here. Mom and I have a lot of Fun and Frivolity. Every day, there’s Something new. The other morning, We were doing Our Regular Routine before Work. Our walks. Then Mom grooms Me. Then Herself. (I think She’s fine as She is, but She likes some Sparkle and Shine.) And the rest of the…

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Simmer Down: Control That Anger!

You’re rolling down the road, and someone cuts in front of you. Your significant other makes a suggestion that sets you off. People are wearing masks. Or not. Your boss chews you out for what seems to be no good reason. You feel obligated to attend that family get together, and seethe inside at having…

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A Secure World

Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. “Pooh!” he whispered. “Yes, Piglet?” “Nothing” said Piglet, taking Pooh’s paw. “I just wanted to be sure of you.” —Greeting card Duff here. I’m of the Age where I need to be Sure of things. Dinner. Snacks. A comfy Bed. When I’ll be picked up from Doggy Day…

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Happy Together

Duff here. Every year, Mom updates Her Education to be in good Standing with Her Hypnotherapy Associations. She loves to learn new Things, often trying Them out on Me, the Willing Subject. I even pick up the change in Words when Mom brings a Client out of the Deep Relaxation. I rise, and shake Myself…

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Chill Out

The more relaxed you are, the better you are with everything — the better you are with loved ones, the better you are with your enemies, the better you are at your job, the better you are with yourself. —Bill Murray Duff here. I’m pretty Good with being Relaxed. I can stretch out anywhere, and…

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Happy Labor Day!

Duff here. Labor Day has arrived! The last Weekend of summer and the Start of the School Year. For some Folks, it’s shopping and barbeque. But The first Labor Day was created by calling a Strike. Can You Imagine? The problem of Long Working Hours, 60-70 hours a week, and No time Off in the…

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Dog Treats

If you think dogs can’t count, try putting three dog biscuits in your pocket and then give him only two of them. —Phil Pastoret Duff here. Every now and again, Mom tries to do this Trick. I hear the Rustle of the Treat Bag. (As an aside, I have a Good Friend who can’t even…

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