Play in the Puddles

When life throws you a rainy day, play in the puddles. —Winnie the Pooh Duff here. Recently, it has been nothing but a series of Rainy Days. I mean lots of Rain. Coming down hard. The rain drops bounce as they land. Yes indeed. It was pounding that hard. Since I am nearer to the…

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Learn By Playing

Play is our brain’s favorite way of learning. —Diane Ackerman Duff here. After I got Groomed earlier in the week, I was feeling Frisky. Now Some may think that’s an Old-Fashioned term, but It fit My Mood perfectly. Mom and I got back to the office. And I picked up My Toy. And began to…

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Adventures With Sprinklers

Duff here. The scenario: We got to work. Mom was busily pulling Things out of The Car, letting Me do My Thing. I went to One End of the parking lot to reinforce My Territorial Markings. One can never be too sure, You know. Mom then noticed Me briskly trotting to Our neighbor’s Place. Such…

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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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A Walk in the Sunshine

Duff here. Sometimes, Mom gets wound up Working on the Computer. She stands in front of It (or sits, as the case may Be), and hunts-and-pecks away. She’s a four Finger typist, so Speed is not Her forte. And She loses track of time! Hours can go By, and She’s still plunking away. Beautiful Spring…

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Playing in the Snow

Snowmen fall from heaven . . . unassembled. —Unknown Duff here. Don’t know about You, but I’m still delighting in remnants of The Big Snow. I run. I play. I whirl in a Ditch. I got Away from Mom once. Notice it was Only Once. When She found Me, I was in a Snow Drift…

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The 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…

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