Joy
Mom Thinks I’m Getting Old
Duff again. The other day, I was Revving Up to jump into the Car. After measuring the Distance in My Precise manner, I took a Running Leap. And missed the Edge of the Driver’s side Entrance. As I tumbled to the Ground, I could see Mom already moving rapidly toward Me, concerned I hurt Myself.…
Read MoreToo Many People Grow Up
That’s the real trouble with the world; too many people grow up. —Walt Disney Duff here. I think Mr. Disney had it exactly Right. Mom calls Me her Puppy, and quite often people think She has found another Whippersnapper of a Companion. (As if That would happen . . .) But even though I am…
Read MoreThe Season Has Begun
Duff here. Mom stepped out of the car at the Post office. And stopped Short. There was Santa’s Workshop. And all those twinkly colored Lights! Christmas is here. The Season has begun. I hopped out of our Car (just to Please Her), and She hooked Me up to My Leash. Off We went to enjoy…
Read MoreThe Big White Truck
Duff here. I have made many friends over the years. Some are acquaintances, while others are friends. Then there are The Good Friends. You know what I mean. Two of my Good Friends have helped my mom and Me so many times over the years. And they always come in their Big White Truck. My…
Read MoreThe Joy of Different Perspecitives
Duff here. I love to ride in my car. Notice it’s my car. My mom is simply a chauffeur. A good one, but just someone to ferry me around. And that’s as it should be. I like to cruise from the front seat to the back, from one side of the car to the other.…
Read MoreJoyful Greetings
When somebody walks through the door, even if it’s five times a day, you should go totally insane with joy. —Super Soul Sunday Duff again. The other day, I was considering the way I greet people. If I am at the office, my mom tries to have me on her lap. The reason? I am…
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