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Follow-Up Friday – March 7, 2014

March 7, 2014 By Jodi

Welcome to this week’s edition of Follow-Up Friday, the post where I highlight reader’s comments, answer some questions and generally wrap up my week.

You Make Me Smile – March 2, 2014

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So they all have their own little ‘tricks’ as to what works on us.  My favorite one was:

Sue said, “Rosie positions herself so that she can give a glance to the dog cookie jar and then give me a meaningful look. This action is done very, very seriously and repeated (over and over). Okay, I admit it. She’s so cute doing it, it rarely fails.”

Delilah squishes herself next to my side of the couch, stares at me and sighs.  I always laugh.

Picking Up Poop is Dangerous

Roxy the Traveling Dog asked, “If your injured while picking up poop, does that qualify for workers compensation?”

LOL let’s put in a homeowner’s claim and see if they’ll cover it!

Blueberry’s Human said, “Once upon a time…I went to pick up a soft pile of poop in the grass with my poop shovel and the shovel got caught on the grass and flung a piece of soft poop in the air until it landed on my lip. Thankfully, I had my mouth closed, otherwise, it would have had a different landing pad.”

Holy smack!  I think I would about die.

Pamela said, “I want to see the glove review after you try to scoop frozen poop. Does it really keep you safe?…Do you want to know the secret of scooping frozen poop? Use a shovel to scoop the poop and some of the surrounding snow into a heavy plastic bag. Cut a small hole into the corner of the bag. When the weather warms up, the snow will melt out of the bag leaving the poop behind.

First the gloves, yes they are keeping my hands cut free.  I have also taken the shovel with me a couple of times to whack at the frozen stuff.  Interesting tip for the poop bag, but I imagine once the snow melts you will also have a icky smell, no?

Donna said, “We have resorted to using a spade shovel. Not to hit the dog that is racing us to the frozen poop, as tempting as it might sometimes be, but to chip the sh*t out of the ice.”

This cracked me up Donna!  Have you ever had to restrain yourself from smacking Toby on the head?  I tell you, Delilah tempts me sometimes, she really does.

If I Could Talk To My Animals

Donna asked, “Do you really think you would have made a different choice if you could’ve done it over again, or are you just appeasing Sampson?”

And Callie, Shadow and Ducky’s Mom asked, “And, be truthful now: Even if you had known the differences D would have made in Sampson’s life, would you, COULD you have made different choices??”

I’m being honest here.  Yes and yes.  As much as I love Delilah (and I do) she brings a level of chaos to our lives.  I wouldn’t give her up now for love or money, but had someone said, your life will change and your dog’s life will change as well, I would have chosen not to get another dog.  Granted at that point I wouldn’t have ‘known’ Delilah either, which would have made the decision much easier.

I have a tremendous amount of guilt regarding Sampson and how his life changed. 

Blueberry’s Human asked, “Blueberry flops on me too – but thank goodness she’s only 42 pounds! Does the air whoosh out of you when Sampson does that? Cause you have to admit – that’s probably a pretty funny sound. Him: flop. You: oooooph.

Yes, there have been times when he’s hit my back just right and caused me to “oooooph!”

Maggie said, “Mostly, though, I’d want to tell him that I will always keep him safe, and he needs to trust that.”

That would be something I’d want Delilah to know too.  You aren’t alone anymore little girl, we’re in this together.

2 Brown Dawgs said, “That is Freighter. In fact at conformation class on Monday the instructor showed us a way to work on him lunging toward the bait.”

Please share.  I’m tired of trying to toss treats into the black hole.

‘Twas Just Before Spring

Animal Couriers asked, “Do you know what kind?”

No, when I looked in all I saw was beak.  Although, I’ve heard Blue Jays are mean.

2 Brown Dawgs said, “I bet it is chipmunks in the wood. I suppose it could be the snake, but I think it is too cold for snakes!”

I have to agree with you on the chipmunks, they love to scamper around that wood pile and I’d be really surprised if it was the snake.  (S)he hasn’t been seen since shortly after I posted about him.

Donna said, “If a tree hissed at me, the last thing I’d be thinking is “bird”.

Thank you!  I was wondering if I was the only one who didn’t know that birds could hiss!

Roxy the Traveling Dog said, “I hear those hissing birds are mutant zombies and will attack red headed women at no provocation.”

LOL and I wonder what happens when the read headed woman provokes them. 😉

Jan said, “That must have been the red crested hissing bird. I think it is an endangered species.”

You might be right on that one. LOL

Frankie and Ernie said, “SO your are saying that was one HISSED off bird????”

You two never fail to crack me up!

Genevieve said, “Why would you EVER leave the house without the camera?? Don’t do that anymore.”

Exactly, sooner or later I’ll learn this!  I have started putting the camera in my pocket though.  One side has poop bags, the other a camera. 

Jan K said, “You are lucky to still have wood left in it. We just used the last of ours today.”

We are getting really low, thankfully we are getting some warmer weather heading our way and hopefully will only need to use it at night.

That’s it for me, hope you have a wonderful weekend!!

 

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‘Twas Just Before Spring

March 6, 2014 By Jodi

‘Twas just before spring, when all through the yard

Something was stirring, despite the snow being hard

Yup, there’s something moving about in the yard and it’s mostly hiding in the piles of wood.

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Two weeks ago the pups were interested in the pile by the retaining wall.  They stuck themselves so far under the tarp, they scared me.

Tuesday I took the dogs out after I got home and was doing my poop patrol of the yard, when I noticed Delilah had a Mohawk.  (Sadly, I could not get a photo.)  The fur right before her tail was all puffed up.  I looked around to see if I could see anything that might have gotten her hackles up, but found nothing.

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Then yesterday morning her fur was up again and both dogs were interested in some uncut wood Hubby had wrapped up in some tarp.  They both climbed up on the snow bank and stuck their noses down.  I swear I saw something brown move under the tarp, so I hurried up on the deck.  Then I thought, it’s better to get your camera and record it.  How many times have you missed an opportunity because you didn’t have the camera?

It reminded me of the time I went home at lunch to let the dogs out.

Delilah was intent on this tree in our yard.  It had been topped and stood about 4 to 4 1/2 feet tall.  There was a small hole in the dead center of the top of the tree and this is where she focused.  Being inquisitive and curious myself, I decided to play the Bear Went Over the Mountain and walked up to it to see what I could see.  I peeped over the top of the tree and it hissed at me.

You read that right,  The. Tree. HISSED. At. Me.

You can imagine that I jumped back startled and I maybe, might have screamed like a little girl.

Then that curiosity thing (you know, the one that killed the cat) got the better of me, so standing a good distance away, I began to throw rocks at the tree.  And I giggled a little thinking how the dogs would chase after whatever it was that came screaming out of that tree.  Until I realized I was probably in the direct trajectory of one very pissed off animal.

Visions of a rabid raccoon tearing my face to shreds while the dogs barked and jumped danced through my head and I decided it was better to wait until Hubby came home and let him deal with it.

I’m almost certain I sent him a text that said, “Dude, the tree hissed at me.”

He text me back, “It’s probably a bird.”

A bird I scoffed, birds don’t hiss.  WTF are you smoking? I’m a grown ass woman, you can’t pull that over on me.

I was on pins and needles waiting for Hubby to get home. Sometimes and I say SOMETIMES, Hubby approaches things a bit differently than I do.  He grabbed a mirror (why didn’t I think of that?)  Meanwhile, I put on my running shoes, just in case.  Standing a good distance away I watched as he approached the tree.  He stuck the mirror over the tree and said, “It’s a bird.”

WHAT?  I couldn’t believe it.  I had to see it for myself.   So Hubby showed me how to angle the mirror just so, and I peered into the mirror to see a wide-open beak hissing up at me.

Well dip me in fruit juice and call me a Popsicle, I had no idea.

That story quickly raced through my mind as I went inside to get my camera, but by the time I got back outside, whatever had interested them had made it’s escape.

As for that tree?  I took it down to the ground in the fall.  Ain’t nothing hissing at me in my yard!!

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If I Could Talk to My Animals

March 5, 2014 By Jodi

I had a dream.   In this dream I could talk to any animal or any person and they would understand everything I said.  It was the ultimate super power.

Okay, that’s a total lie.  I never had a dream, I just thought the intro sounded better than saying the Doctor Doolittle song has been rolling around in my head, making me wonder what kind of message I would tell my dogs if they could actually understand what I was saying to them.

Some of the things I’d really like Delilah to understand:

  • The kitchen timer DOES NOT mean, it’s time for you to eat.  The same holds true when I open the refrigerator, freezer and pantry doors.  Stop racing me to the kitchen, you’re going to kill me one of these days.
  • I love walking in the woods with you, but not chasing you.
  • When I’m petting Sampson, I’m petting him.  I don’t need you shoving your body in the two inch space that is between us.
  • I’d appreciate it if you could refrain from laying under my upraised recliner.  I hate bopping you on the head when I go to get up.
  • My finger is not part of the treat, I’m actually quite attached to it.  Please try and remember that.
  • I am feeding you a good quality food and in the proper quantity.  You don’t need to eat poop.  Besides being disgusting, it smells when you burp or fart.
When you talk what I hear is "WhaaaatWah."

When you talk what I hear is “WhaaaatWah.”

Some of the things I’d like Sampson to understand:

  • I’m sorry that Delilah has changed so many things about your life, had I known how much our lives would change, I would have made a different choice.
  • Stop, drop and roll is not for the bedroom!  I love how you like to be plastered against me when we sleep, and I don’t even mind if you sleep on me, but it would be nice if you laid down gently on me, instead of dropping your whole 90 pounds in 2 seconds.
  • Your leg feels better because of all the pills I am hiding in your coconut oil.  Stop spitting them out!
  • Stop running!!  We’re trying to prevent you from needing surgery on your leg AND for the love of woof, use the freakin steps we bought for the bed!
  • It doesn’t matter how you move your head, my finger will only go so far into your ear.
Found this on SlimDoggy's Facebook page, thanks for sharing!

Found this on SlimDoggy’s Facebook page, thanks for sharing!

SlimDoggy posted this on their Facebook page the other day, which helped motivate me to write this post.  Thanks SlimDoggy!

What would you say if you could talk to your animals?  Anything in particular you’d like them to know?

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