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You thought all my posts would be dog related didn’t you?

I’d rather leave my technology at home. 

     We used to know who the crazy people were.  They were the bizarre people who flapped their arms wildly, talked to themselves at top volume, and often wore tin foil on their heads. 

     Today when someone is walking down the street speaking at top volume and flapping their arms wildly, they are usually speaking to someone on their cell phone.  With many of the new phones, you can’t tell a screwball from someone on a phone without looking closely.  Another clue on how to know would be, is said person wearing a tin foil hat?  Even that isn’t foolproof. 

     Do we NEED to be connected 24/7?  I don’t.  The fact is, after doing years of office work, I don’t like answering the phone.  That’s why I have an answering machine and a husband.  I enjoy being out of reach most of the time.  When I do carry a cell phone with me, it’s off unless I need to call the auto club because my car broke down. 

     I don’t want a phone with all the extras either.  I’m half-blind, I wear bifocals, and I can’t read that teensy screen.  I didn’t buy a cell phone so I could play games on it-I have a computer at home for that.  Text messaging on my phone?  That means reading that tiny print again.  Geez, just call me on my home phone (see above paragraph) and if I answer or can be found, we can have a lovely conversation.  For heaven’s sakes people, learn to talk to each other.  Verbal communication has become a lost art.  Get off your butts, get out of the house, car, away from the computer and meet people face to face.  Too many people will automatically take offense from meanings they read into text messages (or E-mails) that were not there, nor were they (the meanings) intended.  A conversation contains facial expressions, tone of voice, and all those things that are true interaction. 

     Call me old fashioned if you want, but I call myself liberated, stress free, and happy.

Just a spoonful of sugar?

 

     Mary Poppins’ “spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down” philosophy doesn’t work on our dogs. 

 

     Our vet can’t get Gavin’s mouth opened.  He tries every year when we take Gavin in for his exam.  Every year Gavin clamps his jaws shut and if our vet tried to use a crow bar, I doubt he’d get in there.

 

     Therefore, when he prescribed medication for an allergy in pill form for Gavin, I laughed.  Pill this dog?  C’mon Doc you have to be joking.  Actually, our vet knows I can pill Gavin but we do like to joke about it.

 

 

     Our female, Patty can spit a pill across a room and into a water dish with the accuracy of William Tell’s apple shot.  Have you ever tried to fish a sopping wet gelatin capsule out of a full water dish?

 

     I have my own Mary Poppins method, What is my method?  A spoonful of peanut butter makes the pills disappear.

Bribery will get him anywhere.

 

     Our Bull Terrier, Gavin has the weirdest nails.  They are white and look as if they’d be easy to trim, but they grow too thick to snip with clippers and he went crazy if we tried to use the Dremel tool on them to grind them down as we had successfully done with our previous Bull Terriers.

 

     Dear Hubby decided to buy the Peticure© he’d seen on TV.  Well, when it arrived it was almost identical to our cordless Dremel tool including the same noise and vibrations.  The only difference was the Peticure had a plastic safety cover over the sanding disk.  Gavin was not amused. 

 

     However, DH was determined and after many doggie treats with no grinding and just the noise and vibration of the tool, he made his first attempt to grind away.  I walked across the room to retrieve the Peticure while he coaxed Gavin back onto his lap.  

 

     A dozen treats and several more tool and dog retrievals later, DH successfully completed trimming one nail.  It’s been a long road the last two months but now Gavin has short nails.

 

     Today Gavin will allow DH to trim his nails whenever he wants to…if DH has a pocket full of treats.

How to paint the interior of a house by yourself while two dogs run amok

 

     The first thing you do is load your husband’s pockets up with dog treats so he can keep the lovable A.D.D. beasts busy while you work.  The second thing is you cover everything but the TV and the husband’s chair with drop cloths. 

 

     You then decide what section of wall you wish to start working on, and you don’t do any painting at dog level until they are safely in bed for the night.  Of course, this means that all the work you are doing while they are awake is done on a ladder—not exactly the smartest place to be. 

 

      All paint should be kept above dog level so that when it is spilled it can splash more, go higher, and spatter you, the dogs, and the husband, not to mention leaving all sorts of pretty patterns on the two pieces of furniture you didn’t cover with drop cloths. 

 

     In case you think that I have a brute of a husband, or a lazy one, let me explain—he is disabled, and can’t help do the work.  Therefore, the job of dog sitter keeps both him and the dogs busy.  Well, that is until the treats run out and they decide to check out what I’m doing on a ladder—see above.

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Penny and Winifred 

If you can’t eat it or play with it, just pee on it and walk away.

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        I’m a mystery writer–read my ‘about me’ page to find out more.   Feel free to check out the excerpts from my Doggoned Mystery series and take a look at my favorite pictures of our garden and what was once our pond.  The Bull Pen page has pictures of our bullies past and present and friends.