Duff’s Thought for the Day
It’s a Dog’s Life
If you can sit quietly after difficult news; if in a financial downturn you remain perfectly calm; if you can see your neighbors travel to fantastic places without a twinge of jealousy; if you can eat happily whatever is put on your plate; if you can fall asleep after a day of running around without…
Read MoreThe Surprise Visitor
The unexpected moment (or visitor) is always sweeter. —picsmine.com Duff here. The other Night, Mom and I were getting ready for bed. We did all the usual Things. The Walk. The Snuggle. The petting and Cooing. Then tucking Me in. Off to the Shower She went. Hair shampooed and blown dry. She was ready to…
Read MoreGiggling Like a Minion
Have you ever had one of those days, when you’re holding a stick and everybody looks like a pinata? —theminionspinterest.com Duff here. Mom is a Minions fan from way back. Ever since They (and of course Gru) were introduced in Despicable Me, Mom has been an avid Follower. She finds Them funny and heartwarming. Mischievous…
Read MoreDo You Let Things Slide?
Respect your efforts, respect yourself. Self-respect leads to self-discipline. When you have both under your belt, that’s real power. —Clint Eastwood Duff here. Obedience School was a real Treat for Me. But not so for Cousin Egbert. Although a quick study when trained at Home, He couldn’t even get admitted to the Academy. Some Commands,…
Read MoreSunshine is Yours!
It never hurts to keep looking for sunshine. —By Winnie the Pooh Duff here. Winnie the Pooh is one of My Favorites. I enjoy His Adventures (We share that Activity in Common) and particularly His sense of Kindness. He often bailed Piglet out of Tight Spots, and helped to cheer Eeyore, the Disconsolate Donkey. In…
Read MoreThose Precious Memories
Many people will walk in and out of your life, but only true friends will leave footprints in your heart. —Eleanor Roosevelt Duff here. Some Memories deeply touch My Heart. Mom was reminiscing the Other Day about one from a Move We made many years ago. With all the Boxes and bags? You’d think We…
Read MoreAdjusting My Sails
The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails. —George Jung Duff here. For the last few days, the Wind has been blowing. Howling. The Trees were almost Bending over. The Shrub’s leaves were shredded. But I had to do My Morning walk, so Mom and I…
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