tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25091529806162630402012-02-02T18:34:14.873-06:00Dry Random Thoughts With Meaty Bits Of Wisdom From A DogSukahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16009318011921074536noreply@blogger.comBlogger1431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509152980616263040.post-25304332759557246152012-01-21T17:33:00.024-06:002012-01-21T21:34:10.883-06:00

. Happiness depends upon ourselves. ~~ Aristotle, Greek Philosopher and Polymath, a Student of Plato and a Teacher of Alexander the Great, 384 BC – 222 BC . The happiness of your life depends upon the quality of your thoughts: therefore, guard accordingly, and take care that you entertain no notions unsuitable to virtue and reasonable nature. ~~ Marcus Aurelius, Roman Emperor, last of the “

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. Being a man, ne'er ask the gods for a life set free from grief, but ask for courage that endureth long. ~~ Menander of Athens, Greek Dramatist and best known representative of Athenian New Comedy, 342 BC – 292 BC I wish I might a rose-bud grow And thou wouldst cull me from the bower. To place me on that breast of snow Where I should bloom a wintry flower. - [Roses] ~~ Dionysius of Chalcus,

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. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. ~~ Seneca, Roman Stoic Philosopher, Statesman, Dramatist, and in one work Humorist, of the Silver Age of Latin Literature, 4 BC – 65 AD The beginning is the most important part of the work. ~~ Plato, Classical Greek Philosopher, Mathematician, Writer of Philosophical Dialogues, and Founder of the Academy in Athens (the first

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Love came down at Christmas; love all lovely, love divine; love was born at Christmas, stars and angels gave the sign. ~~ Christina G. Rossetti, English Poet, 1830 – 1894 Christmas is the day that holds all time together. ~~ Alexander Smith, Scottish Poet and Essayist, 1830 - 1867 And from a child's perspective of what Christmas is really about, we have Linus Van Pelt, from "A Charlie Brown

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You have power over your mind - not outside events. Realize this, and you will find strength. ~~ Marcus Aurelius, Roman Emperor (last of the "Five Good Emperors"), Stoic Philosopher, 121 – 180 AD . Good actions give strength to ourselves and inspire good actions in others. ~~ Plato, Classical Greek Philosopher, Mathematician, Student of Socrates, Writer of Philosophical Dialogues, and Founder

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The greater danger for most of us lies not in setting our aim too high and falling short; but in setting our aim too low, and achieving our mark. ~~ Michelangelo di Lodovico Buonarroti Simoni (a.k.a. Michelangelo ), Italian Renaissance Painter, Sculptor, Architect, Poet, and Engineer, 1475 – 1564 Two weeks ago a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad week occurred. Not for me, but for my peeps

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There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American. ~~ O. Henry (born William Sydney Porter), American Writer, 1862 - 1910 Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude. ~~ E. P. Powell (born Edward Payson Powell), American Journalist and Author, 1833 - 1915 Happy

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11.11.11 If thy brother wrongs thee, remember not so much his wrong-doing, but more than ever that he is thy brother. ~~ Epictetus, Greek Sage and Stoic Philosopher, 55 – 135 AD My human, K, is under the impression that I don't understand the meaning of "no." And she has gathered some evidence, below, to illustrate her point. However, I understand "no" quite well. In fact, it was one of the

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“Nothing can be created out of nothing." ~~ Lucretius aka Titus Lucretius Carus, Roman Philosopher and Epicurean Poet, 99 – 50 BC I've got nothing. Still nothing. Hey Mr. Caterpillar, do you have something for me? Nothing. ~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Lion of Lucerne, the monument is dedicated, "Helvetiorum Fidei ac Virtuti" ("To the loyalty and bravery of the Swiss"), designed by Bertel

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The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where the one ends, and where the other begins? (excerpt from “The Premature Burial,” a short story published in 1844) ~~ Edgar Allan Poe, American Author, Poet, Editor, and Literary Critic, 1809-1849 Now it is the time of night That the graves, all gaping wide, Every one lets forth his sprite In the

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A smile cures the wounding of a frown. ~~ William Shakespeare, British Poet and Playwright, 1564 – 1616 Today is my sweet friend Sugar's 10th birthday, or, as us doggies woof, "barkday." Happy 10th Barkday Sugar, and may your birthday/barkday be filled with lots of fun, treats, and smiles! Sugar is 10-years-old on the 10th; 10 on 10! How cool is that?! Sugar always has a

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Nothing but heaven itself is better than a friend who is really a friend. ~~ Titus Maccius Plautus, Roman Playwright, 254 – 184 BC My human, K, spent the oppressively hot month of July slowly knocking items off of her task list. Hence, I was unable to blog because I was moved down to the bottom of her priority list. Shocking, I know. However, I soon discovered that as each item was marked

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A single sunbeam is enough to drive away many shadows. ~~ St. Francis of Assisi Wake me when Summer's over. That is not drool. Really. I am manifesting snow, but it keeps melting. ~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Francois Boucher, The Rising of the sun, circa 1753 Bonifacio Veronese, An Architectural Capriccio with Elegant Figures and Animals Promenading in an Ornamental Garden, circa early

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We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. ~~ The Declaration of Independence, Ratified on July 4, 1776 Let Freedom Ring! Happy 4th of July! On this day 235 years ago the Second Continental Congress ratified the Declaration

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I will reveal to you a love potion, without medicine, without herbs, without any witch’s magic; if you want to be loved, then love. ~~ Hecato (a.k.a. Hecaton) of Rhodes, Greek Stoic Philosopher, 100 BC Chillin' in style. I've been stylin' in my new international dog collar. Like it? My beautiful and lovely kitty cat friend Kika, from Portugal, sent me my winnings from her belly contest,

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Our minds are like our stomachs; they are whetted by the change of their food, and variety supplies both with fresh appetites. ~~ Marcus Fabius Quintilian, Roman Rhetorician and Orator, 35 - 96 AD Just call me Bronze Belly Suka! You may recall that my very sweet and cool cat friend, Kika, had a fun belly contest for both cats and dogs. Well, I was awarded third place - Bronze! I would

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The bravest are surely those who have the clearest vision of what is before them, glory and danger alike, and yet notwithstanding, go out to meet it. ~~ Thucydides, Greek Historian and Author, 460 – 395 BC Happy Memorial Day! Today is a bittersweet day of both celebration and remembrance. Originally called Decoration Day, it is the day we set aside each year to honor and remember those who

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“Wherever there is a human being, there is an opportunity for a kindness.” ~~ Lucius Annaeus Seneca a.k.a. Seneca The Younger, Roman philosopher, 4 - 65 Century AD It has been hard to be a happy dog these past few days as severe storms and tornadoes have been devastating so many lives in and around where I live – Kansas, Missouri, Oklahoma, and a few other Midwestern states. I know that my

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When last seen, I was heading home after attending the FiveSibe's Cinco de Mayo Paw Party, which was a total blast! Those pups really know how to throw a great party! Let me just get my sombrero on... Now I am ready to paw-tay! ¡Olé! I had such a great time and wished I could have stayed longer. Thanks FiveSibes for inviting me! So, where have I been for the past two weeks? I

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On a serious note, we wish to send our thoughts and prayers to all the people and animals hurt by the devastating monster storms that have been pounding the Southern and South Eastern States of America. It is distressing seeing and reading about the damage and deaths occurring. All are in our hearts and prayers. Hoping the storms end and the people and animals can heal. {Yes, that is the

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"Here comes Peter Cottontail Hoppin' down the bunny trail Hippity hoppin', Easter's on its way Bringin' ev'ry girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy Things to make your Easter bright and gay..." --- "Peter Cottontail" as sung by Gene Autry Be vewy vewy quiet, I'm hunting wabbit. But unlike Elmer Fudd, I plan on actually getting myself a wascally wabbit! No bunnies under here. What's

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I am a contest! Yes, you read that right. I am not in a contest, I am the contest. It is very exciting as I have never been a contest before, and neither has Porgy. The photo above is a huge clue. Curious? Then please head on over to my sweet pug friend Janie's blog, Peace Love Pugs & Pals, to read all about the awesome contest. Next, put your thinking caps on and let your creativity flow

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Look what Silvius chased up a tree. A bobcat! We were so excited to finally meet a bobcat. He was pretty awesome looking and I was so hoping he would come down and play with us. But, alas, that was not to be. Bobcat seemed a bit frightened, and I don't know why because Silvius and I love cats. Silvius will take his à la carte, but I prefer mine with a side of bunny. Anyway, after

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A splendid award – November 2010. A heartbreaking death – December 2010. A surprise box of delicious treats - December 2010 and February 2011. A fabulous award – March 2011. Four events that I have been terribly remiss in acknowledging, and I humbly ask for forgiveness. I have no excuse for my thoughtlessness, and meant no disrespect to my friends. So, without further ado, I shall begin:

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I have a theory as to who/what has been taking my snow away from me. One night when I went to sleep my wonderful snow was piled high and sitting pretty. But upon waking the next few mornings my snow was less and less. A white, heavy fog had been hanging around each of those mornings. I think the fog is eating my snow while I sleep. I will guard this patch of snow with my life! ~~ MOMENT

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From this: ~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Giovanni Antonio Pellegrini (1675-1741), The Clemency of Alexander The Great (356-323 BC) in Front of the Family of Darius III (d. 330 BC), circa unknown Louise Jeane Francois Lagrenee a.k.a. l’Aîné, The Death of the Wife of Darius III, circa 1785 Back to me... To this: What happened?! One week I am luxuriating in blankets of fluffy white

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~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Antonio Canova, Psyche, marble, circa 1789-1792 Jacques-Louis David, The Farewell of Telemachus and Eucharis, circa 1818 Back to me... Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination. ~Voltaire A man is not where he lives, but where he loves. ~Latin Proverb Love is expressed in an infinite number of ways. For instance, I loved my

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BLIZZARD!! ♪ ♫ I’m in Heaven…♫ ♪ Come on! Hurry! Silvius and J are already way ahead of us! Good-bye dog house. Good-bye buried bones. Hmmmm! Do I smell bunny under here? If only I were leash-free. If only... Trudging along in my blizzard snow! Pit-stop #1. The wind is mighty fierce, so J gets slight relief while I enjoy the feel and smell of blizzard. Thanks for bringing me

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Enjoying life in the snow with my dewclaws. Ouch! It smarts! Just don't touch it! A creative display of my dewclaw. ~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Pompeo Batoni, Thetis Confiding the Education of Achilles to the Centaur Chiron, circa 1760 Achillis at Lycomedis' Court, Panel of an Attic sarcophagus, circa 240 A.D. Back to me... I could actually walk faster, or run, if I were unleashed. Will

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Bliss! I have patiently waited and waited and waited. I have crossed my paws and wished upon the many stars I see at night. Then it finally happened. Yesterday I awoke to SNOW! Let the fun begin! ~~ MOMENT OF BEAUTY ~~ Andrea Mantegna, Parnassus, circa 1497 Anton Raphael Mengs, Perseus and Andromeda, circa 1777 Back to me... Today in the sunshine. Sun and Snow! It tastes good!

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*snooze Wha...? I'm awake. What's up? That? I don't know where that came from. It's not mine. *pppbbbbbttt. Yeah, right. There is no way I drank that! Can I please go now? Jacques-Louis David, The Oath of the Horatii, circa 1784 Gian Lorenzo Bernini, Apollo and Daphne, marble, circa 1622-1625 I want to wish all - humans and animals - a very glorious and wonderful New Year of

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Domenico Ghirlandaio, Adoration of the Shepherds, circa 1482-1485 Michelangelo, Madonna and Child, marble, circa 1501-1505 Girolamo Francesco Maria Mazzola (Parmigianino), Madonna and Child with Saints, circa 1527-1529 Antonio Allegri da Correggio, Holy Family, circa 1518-1519 Edward Burne-Jones, The Adoration of the Magi, tapestry, circa 1894 Me and a reindeer friend who is an eighth

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Happy Thanksgiving to all! I know it is a tough and difficult time for many animals and humans now all over the World, and it makes me very sad. My Thanksgiving wish is that goodness, love, happiness, kindness, and peace will reign throughout the World and make it a better place for all. Let every human and animal have joy in their hearts and smiles on their faces, and delicious food

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You woke me up...why? That is not the look of love on my face. That is the look of bother after being woken up from an awesome nap. And for a picture, no less! Now that is the look of love! Happy awake dogs make great photos! And happy dogs with a tummy full of meaty bones, romping around a snowy mountain, make even better photos. So, when do we leave? I'm just sayin'...

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But fame is theirs - and future days On pillar'd brass shall tell their praise; Shall tell - when cold neglect is dead - "These for their country fought and bled." ~Philip Freneau (1752-1832) To all the Veterans - past and present, human and animal - thank you for your sacrifice and courage. I honor you, and I salute you. Please don't forget the Disabled American Veterans. Also,

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"Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth." --Charles Kingsley, 1819-1875 After the harrowing Halloween week I just experienced I decided it was time to take gallant action. To prevent such dreadfulness from ever effecting me or my Pack again I dug a trench. Should

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"From ghoulies and ghosties and long-legged beasties, and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord deliver us."--- Traditional Scottish Prayer. What a bizarre, spooky week! I think my feelings can be summed by best by Ministry: "Well I live with snakes and lizards and other things that go bump in the night cos to me everyday is Halloween I have given up hiding and started to fight..."

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With much dread, Silvius returned to the creepy corn stalks to locate my head. Suddenly a terrifying presence surrounded Silvius, but using all of his might he fought off the possession and remained victorious! Success! Silvius braved the dark forces and triumphed! As he brought me back my head, Silvius reflected on how good always wins, and once again evil is silenced. However, I noticed

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My head has been erased! It is gone! Poof! Disappeared! This is quite a fright! What if my head is never found? I don't want to be known henceforth as Erased-head. I knew something wicked this way had come, having followed Silvius and I home from the corn stalks the other day. But what would a ghouly or goblin want with my spectacular head? I mean, I know I am a very handsome pup

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"From ghoulies and ghosties and long-legged beasties, and things that go bump in the night, Good Lord deliver us."--- Traditional Scottish Prayer. Something troubling lurks in the corn stalks. Despite a feeling of trepidation I decided to investigate. I gave Silvius a woof to join me in the hunt and despite our hesitation, we headed into the corn stalks forthwith! But suddenly we heard

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Not much to woof today, especially since it is "Woofless/Barkless/Meowless/Wordless Wednesday" in much of the blog-o-sphere. But the date! I just had to woof something about the date. I mean, how often does the date of 10.20.2010, or as they write in Europe, 20.10.2010, come around? Pretty nifty! I am very interested in numbers and mathematics. Being a working breed of canine, it is

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Saturday I was blessed! I went to an event in town called Dogtoberfest. It was held at a big park downtown and had lots of fun events for dogs to participate in or just watch, and many interesting and fun booths for the humans to have something to do. Lots of those booths were giving out free treats for us dogs but I did not eat any because I was just too excited to be out socializing

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Silvius and I had a relaxing siesta by the old shed. It is the perfect spot to get out of the warm rays of the sun but still enjoy the cool breezes. Porgy came out to be near me, as always, and to enjoy the fresh afternoon air, but since the old shed offered no perch for him he just happily hung out in his little tree. Later in the evening my human K took Silvius and I on our

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*John Gay, English Poet and Dramatist, 1685-1732. I’m back bit----, er, female dogs! And male dogs too, and everyone else! I trust I was terribly missed. Or missed terribly. I know I missed all of you and am very tail-wagging happy to be back! After over three months of silence I have a lot of woofing and howling to catch up on! I wonder what all I have missed in the blog-o-sphere

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Happy 4th of July! I hope every animal and human is out having fun celebrating this great national holiday, Independence Day! Here is a special patriotic treat for all my furry, feathery, and scaly friends: 50 Animals Who Love America! You may notice that I am not included. I don't know why. I should be. Anywoof, for those who love music, please enjoy this appropriate July 4th

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My wonderfully fun, sweet, inquisitive, and wise friends, The White Dog Siku Marie and her bro-fur (or is that fur-bro?) the Might Quinn, and my very cool, fun, charming, and caring friends, The Clampets: Ernie, Sasha, and Chica, have graciously presented me with the Versatile Blogger award. Thank you Siku Marie and Mighty Quin! And thank you Ernie, Sasha, and Chica! I am very honored

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I have never been able to think of the day as one of mourning; I have never quite been able to feel that half-masted flags were appropriate on Decoration Day. I have rather felt that the flag should be at the peak, because those whose dying we commemorate rejoiced in seeing it where their valor placed it. We honor them in a joyous, thankful, triumphant commemoration of what they did. —

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I come from an ancient breed of dog, thousands of years old and believed to be the oldest breed on the North American continent. In fact, both bone and ivory carvings, dating at 12,000 and 20,000 years old, have been found which depict my ancestors much as we are today. Five hundred years ago my kin were hunting polar bears and other Arctic mammals for food. In 2010 I am sitting in a tub, to

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"Mastering others is strength. Mastering yourself makes you fearless." - Lao Tzu When the sun’s rays beam down from the sky and warmth fills the air, Porgy is allowed outside to hang with us dogs (Silvius and I). Usually Porgy will perch on the back deck, because that is my main haunt. Sometimes, though, I like to hang out in the yard, just to check out what is going on or to sleep in

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Malamutes rarely bark, so when my human, K, heard me playfully barking the other day she knew something was up. I had found a snake slithering around by the shed and wanted to play with him, but the snake just kept hissing and sticking his tongue out at me. Rather immature, I thought. Anyway, when K finally made it out to investigate she told me to leave the snake alone so it could go

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The night-winds come and go, mother, upon the meadow-grass, And the happy stars above them seem to brighten as they pass; There will not be a drop of rain the whole of the livelong day, And I’m to be Queen o’ the May, mother, I’m to be Queen o’ the May. All the valley, mother, ’ill be fresh and green and still, And the cowslip and the crowfoot are over all the hill, And the rivulet in the

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"Twas Easter-Sunday. The full-blossomed trees Filled all the air with fragrance and with joy." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Spanish Student: A Play in Three Acts (1840) "Here comes Peter Cottontail, Hopping' down the bunny trail, Hippity, hoppity, Easter's on its way. Bringing' every girl and boy Baskets full of Easter joy, Things to make your Easter bright and gay." Wishing

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Since I’m gone, the nights are gettin' strange since I’m gone. Well, nothing's makin' sense since I’m gone. And the moonlight ain't so great since I’m gone. But now I am back! Albeit just for a little while. We have to move. Soon. I know I have woofed about us moving before, pawing how K was looking for a house with a fenced yard in a State that we could both enjoy. But, as usual, K

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Cocorue, a dear sweet dog with a heart of gold who hails from the beautiful country of Malaysia, has presented me with the lovely "Beautiful Blogger" award. *blush I have been called many things in my life, but being called "beautiful" is certainly one of my favorites. Followed closely behind by "gorgeous," "stunning," "spectacular," "magnificent," and "breathtaking." I am honored to be

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I am very honored to accept the above award which was bestowed upon me by my sweet pals the Cyber-sibes, Jack and Moo [a.k.a. Jack-a-roo and Moo too, and a.k.a. Jack of Hearts and True Blue Moo]. Jack and Moo are two beautiful fur-sibs who have such beaming personalities that you can’t help but be drawn into their fun, adventurous, and lovely world. Thank you Cyber-sibes! Now, onto my

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I have the look of love, and I need a Valentine to turn this gray sky to blue. Will that be woo? Who will be my Valentine? It is St. Valentine's Day. A day for sweethearts to express their love. But you don't need to have a sweetheart to celebrate Valentine's Day. Share a Valentine with your friend, your kennel mates, your dog park buddies, or any animal or human whose friendship you

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Happiness abounds! For me at least. Sure my human, K, has been having a run of bad luck lately, but my luck has been delightful. So much so that I feel I am living a bit of a semi-charmed life lately. I do feel bad for K, though, but life is about balance and right now I think K and I are experiencing a Yin/Yang balance of bad and good. She has the bad and I have the good. Works for me

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Ever heard of the human saying, “bad comes in threes?” Well, that is my human’s life right now. K is experiencing a trio of bad luck. And of course, what effects my human effects me. Which is why my presence in the blog-o-sphere was interrupted. I thought the bad luck started with the end of my Midnight Runs. But no, I guess my bad luck is separate from K’s bad luck. Which is good,

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Today was not a good day so I've posted some happy photos to cheer me up. These photos have nothing to do with this post, but they are pictures that make me grin and I need some cheer. The little birdie was one of many that visited all winter snatching food out of my, and Silvius', food bowls. And check out Havana’s new sleeping spot, in the stinky dirty clothes hamper! I guess cats can’t

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Aren't these Awards pawsome?! They were recently bestowed upon me by some of my very hip furry friends. These are my first awards for the new year and the new decade! How cool is that?! I hope this trend continues! It is very humbling to be so kindly acknowledged for my hard work at blogging. I have pawed this before but feel it appropriate to bark again: I know my blog is not

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I looked back at my human, K. Her mouth was moving and sound was coming out but it meant nothing to me. I walked a bit more then stopped to take one more look at K. She still had sound coming out of her mouth but it was of no consequence to me. I wasn't about to turn back and go home. So as I trotted off I wondered, what are words for when I don't listen at all? Since I don't listen it's no

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Hey! How can it be seven days into the New Year already and yet this is my first post? Crazy! I wonder if it has anything to do with the huge bottle of bubbly I finished off on New Years Eve? I did become quite loopy. I partied like it was 2009! Oh, wait...actually, it was 2009. Well, two thousand-one-zero party over, out of time. Now back to reality. In truth, I barely remember the

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It's a Blue Moon tonight, and also New Year's Eve. I plan to howl a few tunes, paw my New Year's resolutions, and drink some of the bubbly (if I can sneak it away from my human, K!). I may even wander over to the bulls across the street and see what crazy things they have going on. Those bulls can get pretty rambunctious! I am excited for 2010 but some recent events in the animal world

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Two days to go until Christmas! Even Porgy is excited, and was hanging out with Santa Clause earlier today, checking to see if he was on Santa's Naughty or Nice List. I assured Porgy he is on Santa's Nice List! I went to wish the bulls a Merry Christmas and one walked over to me to wish me the same but, seriously, what's up with his glowing eye? I won’t be posting tomorrow, on Christmas

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Three days until Christmas! I had a very cool visitor yesterday, a little reindeer. He was looking very festive all decked out in Christmas garb. I felt a bit naked as I have no Christmas threads to wear but he didn't seem to mind. We hung out in the yard for a while chatting, and even Havana, the little kitty, came to meet him. We had an interesting discussion about Santa Claus's

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Happy Winter Solstice! Well, not so happy for me. Some Winter...not a flake of snow in sight! And I am getting worried. The Wicked Witch of the West may have shrunk due to water being thrown on her, but I am shrinking from snow-dehydration. Pretty soon you won’t even be able to see me! Just look at my photos, I am smaller than tractor tires! And the smaller I get, the easier it becomes

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The countdown begins! Christmas is Friday! I am so excited! I hope I get a big, juicy meaty bone. Last Christmas K gave me a meaty bone but the very next day I chewed it away. This year, to save me from hunger, I’ll make it last two full days. Well, I will try. I can’t guarantee anything. In the meantime, I have been chewing on this deer leg that I found during one of my Midnight

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It was a perfect December evening...well, as perfect as can be in December with no snow! But I digress...it was a perfect December evening, nice and chilly with a few bird tweets here and there, when I happened to notice the full moon rising. There have been many things on my mind of late, and since I just love the moon - you can't howl at the sun! - I found this to be the perfect opportunity

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Snow! What more is there to woof? It snowed a few nights ago and I was so happy that I ran around in the falling snowflakes howling 'come out every-pup and play with me because the snow hasn't long to stay.' No neighborhood pups came to play with me but the coyotes were out running and howling that night more than usual. I think they were just as happy as me to see the snow. Silvius and

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Just another night, another dream, another vision, of bones, and bunnies, and snowy lands a’ plenty! But when I woke it was just another day of the doldrums. So I went up on the back deck to contemplate my life and the meaning of it all. The wall held up my hind legs for me as I ruminated on higher Truths, such as why I exist, is this life all an illusion, and why kung fu bunnies and ninja

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It was a crisp Autumn day. The sky was overcast, there was a slight breeze, and the chill in the air made it perfect for napping. So I curled up in my pile of dried, crinkly, crunchy leaves and drifted off to doggy dreamland, where mountaintops filled with snow loomed before me and yummy bunnies hopped all around waiting to fill my tummy. Suddenly, I felt that something was not quite right.

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The sunlight was weaving in and out of clouds, the day was still young, and Kitty and I decided to nap. Quickly we both fell into a deep slumber. How Kitty manages to stay atop the railing while in deep sleep without falling over is beyond me, but I digress...Dreams filled my head and I became lost in my new reality of meaty bones at every turn and snowy landscapes welcoming me to run to my

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Wait a minute...what the?! Hey! That is my beautiful dog house! And there is a kitty in my dog house. Grrrr...go out for an afternoon run to find deer bones and this is what happens. Now I have to fumigate! And Silvius, dude, what's up with sharing your dog house with a kitty? Silvius, you need to set some boundaries and stop being a kitty-mat! Seriously. Little kitty Havana is

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Now I know how Rip felt! But at least I didn't sleep for 20 years, just three months. OK, I have not really been asleep all this time, but I needed a good excuse as to why I have not posted in three months and I just don't have any! I could lay all the blame on my human, K, but I won't. Although it is her fault. She has been "too busy" and "preoccupied" to let me blog. But I won't blame

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New Kitty On The Block! Another stray kitty has made its way into our home. The other night we heard a loud meowing coming from across the creek. K went to check it out and saw a little kitty near the bank of the creek but was unable to cross the creek to get her/him. We felt bad but were hoping the little kitty would work its way around the water and find us. She/he didn't, so the next

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Up until this week it has been a very hot and humid summer. So humid, in fact, that for the past two weeks I have not been able to take my daily evening walk. And that is not for lack of trying on K's part. K, my human, tried for a few evenings to get me to walk, but I would have none of it. At the first attempt I let K take me as far as the beginning of the path across the street, then I

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Last week a gentle and kind Spirit left the World, Michael Jackson. His tragic passing has left both me and my human, K, deeply saddened. Michael Jackson was a truly gifted and talented human being. He had an amazing voice; he wrote some beautiful lyrics; and he was a phenomenal dancer. Millions of people loved him and were touched by him, as evidenced by the outpouring of grief and

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Let Freedom Ring!! I want to wish all Americans a Happy 4th of July Independence Day! Enjoy good food, good fun, good music, and great fireworks! And don't forget that a lot of us animals do not like the loud booms and bangs of fireworks. So if you are shooting off fireworks and/or attending a fireworks show, please be sensitive to your pet and the other animals around you. Take care to

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One of the many amazing, incredible, wonderful things about us Malamutes is that we are very smart, like elephants. And also like elephants - we never forget. Case in point: when K gives Silvius and I bones I have noticed that Silvius likes to take his away and bury it, saving it for a rainy day, so to speak. I, myself, prefer to eat mine right away. Patience is not one of my enduring

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I'm famous!! Well, almost. The Animal Humane Society in Minnesota, the wonderful place that saved me when I was found wandering the roads, and where my human K adopted me, has created a new feature in their newsletter called Success Stories in which they profile their successes. I am a success! So, I was profiled! You can read about me here. I am so excited! This is the start of my

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The lazy days of June are upon us. Heat, sun, heat, sun...and a few fun thunderstorms here and there. And ticks. Ick! That's Silvius and I just chilin' on the deck (my human K said to ignore the ugly old patio furniture). Kitty and Porgy sometimes join us too. Porgy doesn't like the camera so he was a bit fluffed up when the photo was taken. Actually, "doesn't like" is an understatement.

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Suka: Dude!! Hey! What up?! Mr. Bull: Hey dude. Just stopped by to see what's hangin'. Suka: Cool. I'm just chillin' in my front yard. Mr. Bull: Kewl. Nice crib. Suka: Dude. Thanks. Mr. Bull: Not much to eat in your yard, though. Suka: Nope, the humans keep it mowed. Sorry dude. Plus, your standing by the driveway. But there's some high grass in the backyard if you wanna go

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Don't I have pretty legs and paws? April Fools! Those are not my legs and paws! Those are icky Kitty's legs and paws! My legs and paws are much better looking than icky Kitty's, and they make the girl dogs swoon! Icky Kitty's legs and paws just make the dogs salivate...because kitty legs are tasty treats! And better with bar-b-que sauce! I'm just sayin'...

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It snowed yesterday. Snow in Spring. Snow, sleet, freezing rain, and gusty gusty winds. It was a regular blizzard! I loved it! Especially after spending most of last year in sunny, always sunny, warm California. I just love the snow and the cold crisp air! Today, however, is a different story. It is sunny and warm and there is hardly any snow left. The snow has all pretty much melted away.

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Happy St. Patrick's Day! I am not Irish - I am Alaskan Malamute, which makes me Native American, through and through! Well, I may have some wolf in me. Or some Great Pyrenees in me. A lot of my friends in California thought I should get a DNA test to figure out what I am. I think about it from time to time, but mostly I like deciding what I am on my own. So today, in honor of St. Patrick, I am

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How do you like them bones?! Silvius has collected quite a stash of deer bones (well, I think they are all deer bones!) since I have gotten back home. You can see Silvius in the top photo, in the top left corner. He is watching me closely as I chose which bone I want to munch on next. Most of these bones did not look so clean when Silvius first brought them home. They were meaty and some of the

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I'm back...back in the blogging groove! I have been on a bit of an adventure since my last post three months ago. Three months?! I need to have a barking with K about that! I really missed all of my blog-o-sphere furry, feathery, and scaly friends! And I am anxious to sniff my way around the blog-o-sphere to see what I have been missing. Well, where to begin? First of all, the photo above was

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I am just a ball of confusion lately! I don't know which way is up or down! K, my human, has been explaining to Porgy and I that we will probably be moving to Texas fairly soon. OK, I thought, I can handle that. Never been to Texas but they get snow once in a while so I suppose it would not be too bad. But now K is throwing out other possible places to move like Phoenix, Seattle, Chicago - I

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I would like to give a huge Woof-Out to Muttville! They are an amazing non-profit in San Francisco that helps place abandoned elderly dogs into loving homes. You can read more about them in this article. It makes my tail wag knowing that some wonderful humans are helping elderly dogs find love and dignity in their final years. Woofs to Muttville! Barking on elderly dogs, I have a super update on

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My human K went to San Francisco for an interview. For lunch K went to her old favorite spot, an area of benches behind the Ferry Building. K used to eat lunch there every day when she worked in an office near the Ferry Building a few years ago. Sometimes she would treat herself to the best ever veggie sushi rolls at a little restaurant in the Ferry Building and then eat them while sitting on

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..and drop me in the water. OK, so this is not a river but it is water. This is the little pond that I walk around every morning for my morning walk. When it is hot outside I like to walk into the pond to cool down my paws. The photo above also illustrates how deep I get into the water. I have never gone deeper than the water hitting my furry tummy. Usually there are ducks and geese around but

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This is my "I'm an Alpha Male so don't mess with me" pose...sort of...ok, actually I am just looking toward the fence where the Mean Dog Behind the Fence was barking and pacing. He has been hanging out by the fence a lot lately, which understandably makes me somewhat nervous. To make matters worse, he has a new doggy sibling. I have named the new dog Noisy Nosey Dog in My Yard (woof that seven

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"Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those peepers? Jeepers Creepers, where'd you get those eyes? Gosh all git up, how'd they get so lit up?" Boo! Happy Halloween! Don't mess with me when my peepers are lit up! I'm just sayin'...

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I had my very first visitor in California! Last week Huffle Mawson, Explorer Cat, came to visit me. She is on a World wide tour visiting all of her furry friends and I was lucky enough to be on her itinerary. You can read about our visit on Huffle Mawson's blog here. We had such a great time! Huffle Mawson loves sunning, as one of her favorite pleasures is to get nice and toasty. So we

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Us canines are known for our astounding eyesight. That is why there are Seeing Eye dogs but no Seeing Eye cats. Anyway, some of you doggies may have noticed with your incredible eyesight that six of my eight awards are from my very cool and fun doggy friends the Desert Pups. That is over half of my awards from the same Pack! Now some pups and dogs may be questioning this skewing of awards; there

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My very cool and fun doggie friends the Desert Pups have so graciously honored me with some very cool awards. I have not had time to prepare a speech, even though these awards were bestowed upon me way back in September, but I do have a few words to say. Ah-hem…It is with great pleasure that I accept these pawsome awards. Thank you Desert Pups and many tail wags and play bows to you for

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Happy October! Ok, I know, I am a day late and a bone short. But I have not been able to blog lately because my human K has been busy STILL job hunting. She is getting frantic and is on the computer most of the day looking for work, so I just have to wait until she has the time to help me get my dog thoughts on the blog. My good dog buds the Desert Pups gave me a few awards last week and I

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Today was not a good day. As K was getting ready to take me on my morning walk I went and ate some grass and then threw up three times. Ugh. K had a suspicion that something was up with me because earlier when she went to fill my bowl with food it still had the food from yesterday in it. I did fine on my walk, though. Lollygagged as usual. I know it sometimes annoys K but hey, it is my walk and I

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I am once again very humbled and honored to have been given an award. My third award for my first blog! How cool is that? My good buddies, the very fun, clever, rockin', creative Desert Pups, have presented me with the very sweet "I heart your blog" award. Pawsome! Thank you Desert Pups! I really appreciate the award and your very kind words about me on your blog. Woof! Now for my speech: Ah-hem.

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I just returned from a great party in the desert! It was my buddy Toby's (aka "Meatloaf" and no, he is now what's for dinner!) birthday party and it was a wild time! In case you have not met Toby he is one of the four Desert Pups, the other three being Scuba, Keiko, and Norman. They are a great pack of dogs who will give you the collar off their neck. And they know how to throw a great party!

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