Mom’s 100-Yard Dash

Duff here. The other day, Mom was at the Safeway shopping center. She spied a Friend driving Her gorgeous Truck, and being Friendly, began to Wave. Her Friend was busy driving (Good idea, but no Help to Mom,) and kept on moving. As You know, if Nothing else, Mom is determined. She continued to wave,…

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The Tornado Warning

Duff here. The other Day, My Town had a Tornado warning. I live in the high Desert of Arizona, so this was quite Unusual. My clue as to what was Happening? While at work, Mom’s cell phone gave off a Loud Screeching Noise. Once, twice, three times. I moved closer to Mom, for She’s My…

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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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Invisible Friends

Duff here. I have many Friends. Some are out patrolling Their yards, barking away. I pass by with nary a Look. No need to stir up the Waters. (I do the same guard-and-protect around My Place, so I understand Their Motives.) Other Pals are on the street. We do a lot of tail wagging and…

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The Friendliest Person I’ve Never Met

Duff here. As Mom and I saunter about, She often waves at Cars as They Pass by. Sometimes the Drivers wave back and smile. Some look straight ahead. When it was the Dark of Winter, One would blink Their Headlights as They passed by. The highlight? A delightful Police officer, who would flash the Red…

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Not Alone

One of the most important things you can do on this earth is to let people know they are not alone. —Shannon Adler Duff here. Alone? Not me. Mom takes Me most everywhere She goes: to the grocery store (I guard the Car), to Work (I’m the Canine Executive Officer), out on walks (I keep…

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Recovering From a Bad Dream

Duff here. It was about 2:30 a.m. and I was having a Bad Dream. Thrashing about in my Carrier, aka My Safe Place. Just having an Awful Time. Mom woke with a Start when She heard my yips. She moved quickly out of Her bed and gathered up a Flashlight. When She opened My Door,…

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