Dogs and Christmas

The shame of that Christmas outfit rendered me immobile. —The Duff Duff here. Long ago, Mom thought it would be a Great Idea to dress Me up in a Santa Outfit. Bright red, it had Fur around the edges. And a cute little Belt with a Gold buckle. And a Santa hat. Mom struggled to…

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A Soft Place to Land

Duff here. In My Life, Mom and I have traveled a lot. And moved a few Times too. I love to explore new Surroundings. One place? I had a lot of territory to Adventure. Hills and Valleys. Crevices and Crannies. (Unknown to Me, Mom kept an eye on Me, for there are Coyotes in These…

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Celebrate the Glory of Autumn

Autumn, with all its glory, arrived suddenly this year. The bright sunshine of summer whisked by and the cooler mornings of fall have crept in. The small, colorful summer flowers are still here, but the much cooler nights will soon see them gone. To my way of thinking, it’s never too early to enjoy the…

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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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Anesthesia and Me

Duff here. A bit ago, I had My Teeth cleaned. What lead up to This: A Friend of Mine leaned down to Talk to Me, and She found I had Dragon breath. Ewww. We found Someone who would work on Me. (I am such a delicate flower.) And hooked Up with a marvelous Veterinarian. We…

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Stalled on the Freeway of Life?

Foggy brain? Tired all the time? Coming out of the past year reminds me of driving my MGB Roadster. It was British racing green, had shiny spoke wheels, with peculiarities typical of an MG. One particular trait: when it was warmed up, it would cut out for no reason. I would be flying down the…

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Feeling Blah? Meh?

It’s not burn out. You have energy. Nor depression. You don’t feel hopeless. Somehow though, you feel somewhat joyless. Like a blob. The name for it? Languishing. And it seems to be the hallmark of 2021. Your self-conversation may go like this: What’s wrong with me? Nothing. How do I feel? Blah. Meh. Aimless. You…

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