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No I Don't Like or Need my New Bowl

4/29/2016

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Mom on occasion feels the need to display her love and affection for me by buying me new toys I don't play with, making me new outfits I don't want to wear, and most recently a new doggy bowl, I don't want or need.  In fact it confused me and got me out of sorts to be honest.

I personally like thing to follow the same routine day in and out in all aspects of my life.  (Now don't misunderstand the unexpected ride in the car, (to someplace besides my dogtor) is very appreciated, and enjoyed.  For the most part I truly enjoy same old, same old.  You know what to expect in life when you follow your daily routine.

This also applies to my food dishes.  I have two.  One for my kibble, one for my buffalo.  I've had these bowls since I was a wee pup.  My tongue knows each and every crevice of both of these bowls.  I find comfort in the way my mouth interacts with my kibble in my dishes.  My bowl sits at a height I'm used to dining at.  It's familiar and I like it.  I like familiar.

Well today Mom came home with her most recent token of love and appreciation. My new doggy dish.  She proudly plops it in front of me and says, "Look Molly, isn't it cute"?  I look at Mom, knowing she wants some form of approval, but honestly I couldn't lie.  I give the bowl a sniff and once again look at my Mom, thinking really??? You like that, chose it for me and thought I'd like it???

Mom instantly goes, gets a scoop of kibble and dumps it into the "new, cute bowl"  I tentatively get a bite of kibble, and drop it on the floor.  This is my typical mode of dining.  The bowl was too high, I bumped my nose trying to drop my kibbies on the floor.  I'm thinking to myself nopes this isn't going to work.  That was the end of my trying out my new food dish for a while.

Later on when my Dad got home it was time for the real kibbie bowl test.  Mom,Dad, and Tabby cat all gather in the den for my dinner times audience.  I Molly try desperately to eat my kibbies I really do.  (I like to lick the edge of my bowl as a pre-meal appetizer. ) The bowl didn't feel the same.  I get a little agitated.  I try to grab my kibble and drop them on the floor as is my typical routine.  I bump my nose.  I begin to whine in frustration.  Tabby cat comes over and grabs a couple of kibbies to show me how it's done.  I immediately tell him, "It's not the same.  It's not the same Tabby".  I punctuate this statement with a little disconcerted whine.

Mom and Dad look at each other, "Dad telling Mom, I told you she wouldn't like it".  Mom takes away my "cute" new food bowl and brings back my kibble in my comfortable, familiar old bowl.  My tail gives a slight wag.  I happily lick the edge of my bowl sighing in relief as I grab bits of kibble dropping them on the floor with no bumps to my nose.

I am happy knowing how much my Mom and Dad love me.  I do appreciate the tokens of love and appreciation they give me.  The things that make me the happiest though are the gentle hands that rub my ears and tummy, the long walks through my woods and fields and lying beside my pawrents night and day.

Love, Molly and my Mom




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Blackberry Blossoms and Tupelo Flowers

4/27/2016

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On the heels of Moms sigh I heard her moan "Molly, you'd think it was summer if not for the Blackberry blossoms down the driveway and the spent Tupelo flowers falling in the backyard".

I didn't disagree as today was a definite reminder of the sweltering NC summers typical to our part of the Piedmont.  The hot humid air reminiscent of a wet heavy blanket.  My forest friends had to have been of the same opinion as there were no squirrels darting from tree to tree, or jumping from branch to branch for me to bark at.  The only birds chattering were a pair of Carolina wrens in a low branch probably talking about who's turn it was to feed the babies.  In the distance I could hear a lone crow cawing at an intruder to his neck of the woods.

The south has a different pace to it during the sweltering summer time months.  Folks get up early in the cool of the day to take care of outside chores.  I Molly get up early during this time of the year to take my walks and catch up on the nightly adventures of my furiends.  Mom waters her flowers and takes care of her yard work.  During the heat of the day we stay inside, as the heat and humidity turn the outside into a sauna. With the evenings cool temp. and the gentle breezes our forest comes alive once again and we enjoy the beauty of nature.

Suddenly there's the faintest cool breeze, similar to a dying gasp as the summer like day strangles the last breath of spring from existence until next year.

I hear Mom's voice as it breaks my reflections on the seasons change.  "Molly it's time to go inside now, it's getting hot and they're calling for storms".

Appreciate the seasonal gifts while you have them dear furiends as with the heat and humidity of the southern summers comes Blackberry picking and Tupelo Honey.

Love, Molly and my Mom




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Shall We Pee on Our Hoomans Computers?

4/22/2016

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I Molly have indeed had the pleasure of finding out there is a life without computers.  It is glorious!  When there's no computers there's tons of outside time.  Lots of one on one time with our people, more time for ball throwing or just scooching up on the couch while our hoomans read a book.

Mom's computer died a rather serious death.  Skipping all the computer jargon even our computer doctor had a difficult time of it.  Mom did indeed go through a few withdrawal symptoms.  She quickly got over it with my determined nudging towards the beautiful outdoors and the spring weather that coincided with the computers death.

Our days have been filled with the gentle breezes of spring, sunshine, birds singing and lazy afternoons watching butterflies flitting from flower to flower.  I will say again dear furiends it's been glorious.

Mom picked up her computer yesterday and with the return of that evil, loathsome Pandora's box once again "It" was the center of my Mom's attention and the bane of my existence.
As I lay on my bed by Moms desk she working on that evil device the computer,  I began to imagine a plan of retribution.  The longer my hooman spent time with the computer (my now archrival), the more I could see my plan working.

Over the years I have noticed Mom's extreme attempts to keep fluids away from any part of that hated machine "the computer".  First I thought of dragging my water bowl from the kitchen to the computer here in the den and "accidently" spilling it onto that odious box that is a black hole soaking up all my hoomans attention.  My rational side took hold before I attempted that idea, realizing Mom could possibly catch me in the act.  That would be a difficult one to explain.  Then came my most brilliant idea to date.  I have an inexhaustible supply of water at my disposal.  Why I have accidently wee'd scratching up a nice bed in my blanket on occasion.  (That's our secret now pawfuriends.  I wouldn't want that kind of news to get out).

I decided upon my course of action and am now simply waiting for an opportune moment carry out my plan and have my Mom all to myself once again.  I have seen life without a computer and I for one am going to do my best to get that back.

I ask you, dear furiends  shall we pee on our hoomans computer?

Love, Molly and my Mom



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