World According to Duff

Duff here. Bet You didn’t know there are Rules to go by on St. Patty’s Day . . . Just so You don’t get on the wrong side of the Irish, www.relatably.com and I want to share Them with You. The Irish always make the rules. The Irish may change the rules anytime, without so…

Duff here. The other day, I was plotting and planning how to avoid Puddles. I take a long, hard Look across any Terrain before I begin to venture across to My Destination. Mom watches and encourages Me as I traverse the Obstacle Course. My Paws get wet. Then They get Cold, which is uncomfortable for…

Duff here. As I look around My World, I notice a lot of Worrying going on. Folks are wound up over a potential lack of Toilet Paper. Or Cold Weather. Or “I-texted-Them-and-They-haven’t-texted-Me back.” Or “What will I do next Tuesday?” Lots of Fussing about over little Issues, if You ask Me. Not living unstuck at…

Duff here. I was thinking about My Heritage. Musing about how I had developed over Time. When I was a Little Shaver, I took after My Dad. Mr. Murphy was a Bichon Friese/Shi Tzu mix and had Energy to burn. He, too, was handsome and dynamic. When Mom and Dad came to pick Me up…

Duff here. As you know, I have been banished to the Edge of the Kitchen when Mom prepares a meal. And I patiently wait where the Carpet ends and the Linoleum begins, knowing the outcome will be something Tasty. Mom is not the World’s greatest Cook. But I’m not picky. Whatever is in My Bowl?…

Duff here. Over ten years ago, Mom broke Her wrist. (Clumsy, but loveable, I say.) I figured Something was up, for Someone Else brought Me home after Her accident. I waited patiently for Her to Arrive, and knew when I saw Her: She had a Major problem. She was temporarily unable to pet Me the…