Did Someone Say Spring Ahead?

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Oh this is EXCITING… Spring ahead… that means breakfast arrived 1 hour earlier… Yippee Yahoo!

Mom and my human sister, Rachel, did not have the same feelings about the change.  Even though they both wanted to fall asleep earlier in order for the time change not to affect them as deeply, they both kept JJ and I awake until the wee hours. (hmmm… strategy??)

JJ and I permitted Mom to sleep until the usual 5 a.m. timeslot.  She strangely popped out of bed and went to the kitchen instead of the office, where she usually works until we nudge her so much she feeds us breakfast.  The clock usually says 6 a.m. at that moment.  Anyway, she fed us at 5, except… she did this twisty thing to the oven clock and POOF! the clock read 6:00 our appropriate breakfast time.

Mom took a BIG nap and Rachel still resides under the covers!

Does that mean dinner arrives an hour earlier too?  I like that idea.

Another great spring forward day!

Fair and Square

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Since Mom grew up as an only dog human, and my human sister, Rachel, is an only human, and for almost five years, my K9 sister, Koko, was an only K9, Mom had to learn about sharing time, love, and attention with multiple K9s when I joined the family.

Of course, she had a smidge of practice when she adopted my feline brothers, Puffy and Fluffy almost ten years ago, but… you know those felines are an independent sort.  I think Fluffy must have a K9 gene somewhere in his DNA because he talks to Mom incessantly (vocabulary builder) and hangs out with her/us a lot.

Anyway, Mom for the most part, from my perspective maintains a pretty fair balance with her time, love and attention now that JJ has joined the family.  Case in point:  you may have read my post about meeting Miss Eileen and the woman in the moving chair.  If not, catch up here.  Well, Miss Eileen loves K9s as much as Mom and had not yet met JJ.  On the day Mom wrote the post, she felt it was the perfect time to take JJ in the car to see Miss Eileen.

Mom called Miss Eileen and said she had a surprise for her and to please call her (Mom) when she arrived in the office.  (Miss Eileen moved to a new space right off the elevator, so, no place to stay out of sight!)  Miss Eileen said ok and followed Mom’s request.  Guess what?  JJ had the same reaction to the stairwell that I did!  After Mom did a Scooby Doo Academy strategic head poke out the stairwell door to make sure no humans were there, Miss Eileen was there and exclaimed, LORI, IS THIS JJ?  SHE’S BEAUTIFUL!  They hurried in the office and closed the door.  Miss Eileen did this thing called kvel (fawn over) and Mom took pictures.

From my perspective, Mom and JJ disappeared in the car together and left me HOME ALONE.  I thought about making mischief as payback a response, however, as the good K9 I am, I took a nap. They returned after what felt like an eternity and acted like nothing happened.  I knew better, because of the new smells on JJ.  HMPH.

Three days later, according to Mom’s calendar, (we K9s can’t relate to time passage), Mom put my harness on and scooched me out the door, into the car, put the windows down and said, “Jetty, today is your day for alone time with me.”  We visited the Farmers Market and our friends Miss Amanda and young Mr. Will!

Another great, fair and square day!

Wordless Wednesday – Playing Footsie

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Ruby rang the doorbell on Monday and asked Mom if she could say hi to JJ and me.  She had snazzy black boots on.  When she came into the kitchen, Ruby asked Mom if she could pet us with her feet because it felt good.

We liked it too!

Another great footsie kind of day!

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Mom FINALLY brought me to the Market

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Mom got this thing called laid off from the Farmers Market, which made her sad.  Since she had to hand in her last receipts, I decided  suggested I go with her to visit her vendor friends.  Also, I thought it only fair since JJ went for a special car ride on Thursday.  (more about that another time.)

Yesterday, our friend, Amanda, called us from the Cayman airport to say that she and her son, Will, were flying up for 2 days and would Mom like to meet them at the market. (Will really enjoys the market when he visits.) Mom kept  their visit a surprise.

Will took some of the pictures and walked me better than Mom, according to Mom.

Me, waiting politely while Mom spoke with Miss Karin.

Miss Karin telling Mom about her new gluten free items.  Mom taste tests for her.

Sniffing out the best tomatoes…

Learning about Italian olive oil… I LOVE olive oil… 

If Mom REALLY loved me…

I met some new acquaintances:

 

Hey Mom, when can we go back, when? when? when?

Another great Farmers Market Day.

We Heart Thursdays

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Ours resembles this style

JJ, Puffy, Fluffy and I love Thursdays; the day of the week when Mom does most of her work from home.  We get the Thursday feeling as soon as we wake up because Mom compiles the stuff from all the smelly receptacles into the kitchen garbage can.  Then, she cleans out the eau de ammonia smelling cat litter box extra well and puts that bag into the kitchen garbage all before serving us breakfast!

After our morning constitutional, either she gets ready to drive my human sister to school, or, she may get right to the business of working on the computer.  Usually, she will snuggle with us for a mid morning nap to allow her brain to rest for a little bit.  Mom heads out during the middle of the day for about two hours.  Twice, she took me with her in the car and said, “Jetty, we’re going to sneak into this building REALLY, REALLY fast because they do not allow dogs.”  Huh? What human invoked that silly policy?

We scampered into the front door swiftly found this stairwell thingie and I stopped.  I never saw what you humans call stairs before.  Mom coaxed me quickly up three flights of stairs, which, I did not especially enjoy.  We took a rest on the floor for about 10 minutes, waiting to meet Miss Eileen.  While Mom petted me, a human exited one of the offices in a moving chair.  She paused by me and asked if she could pet me.

I never saw a moving chair before.  If you’ve read my blog for awhile, you know I love females.  I went right over to her, meeting her knees with my nose.  Mom told her about my sister, Koko, doing pet therapy at the Miami Childrens Hospital as the woman gave me lots of lovies.  When the lady wheeled her chair away, Mom said lots of special words to me including how proud she was.  She hugged and kissed me and massaged my head and ears.

Eileen arrived shortly after and I welcomed her Jetty style.  She let me sit on her fancy couch while she chatted with Mom.

Another great, sneaky and giving back day.

Cyber Pals

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Miss Wendy began writing to me early in my blogging career.  Every day, she sends me hugs and kisses from her whole family, tells me funny stories, asks about our family members’ health and compliments Mom and me.  We look forward to seeing Miss Wendy’s daily comment in the queue.  We finally met Miss Wendy at the GRSF reunion in January.  Unfortunately, her fur family did not feel comfortable attending.

Mom told me that before home computers, humans did this thing called write letters to pen pals.  Pen pals came in a few varieties:

  •  You met each other briefly (like on vacation) but lived far away.
  • You never met in person however through your letters you built a relationship.
  • Due to circumstances you and your pen pal lived apart for a time. (military service, college)

Through Miss Wendy’s comments, we feel like we know Cassie, Rex and Barkley.  Cassie, a rescue from Golden Rescue South Florida, like JJ and I, feels like my twin sometimes.  We have several behaviors in common.  Rex sounds like he has a big personality in a small package.  Barkley seems like a cool dude I would enjoy hanging out with.

The other day, Mom emailed Miss Wendy to request pictures of her K9s to match faces to names.  Mom and I oohhed and ahhed upon seeing beautiful blond Cassie… (I can feel a cyber crush building.) 

Adorable Rex – he and JJ would play really well together…

And handsome, chilled out Barkley – bet we could watch sports together…

Lucky for us, as cyber pals we can share images which enhance our connections.

Another great cyber pal day.

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Palm Ponderings

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For my Spring Semester Scooby Doo Academy Psychology class, we must run experiments.  After one of our morning constitutionals last week, Mom pointed out a possible opportunity.  Living in South Florida, lots of governmental humans feel the urge to plant rows of palm trees on major roads to increase the “elegant” factor.  I’m certainly not complaining; they provide wonderful sniffing and emptying the tank locations.  One certain side effect for the homeowners; palm fronds routinely falling and blocking sidewalk and driveway access.

The scent of a downed palm frond always catches my attention.  I must smell the whole frond, no matter which section I encounter first.  Some fronds measure 6-8 feet which gives Mom and JJ time to practice their patience skills.

When we confronted one such frond placed like the middle stick of a capital H on the sidewalk, here’s what happened: (broken down for scientific research purposes…)

  • I stopped just shy of the frond, causing Mom and JJ to break their forward momentum, unexpectedly.
  • JJ and Mom looked around admiring the morning while I began my sniffing circuit.
  • After deciding the frond contained satisfying, yet not outstanding scents, I intuitively placed two paws in front of the frond and two paws behind it lining up the frond’s center directly under my belly.
  • You know where this is going, right?  Yup, gave it a thorough “Jet was Here” tank emptying!
  • You know what JJ did? Nothing, she daintily skirted the frond around its left edge and moved along.
  • You know what Mom did?  Nothing, she daintily leapfrogged over the frond.

Initial Conclusion:  Men are still from Mars and Women are still from Venus!

Another great psychological day.

Good Sports-Dog-Ship Part 2

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Well, we thought our electrical poltergeists were expunged (vocabulary building word) from our house yesterday, alas… not true!  Mom spent 1.5 hours on the phone with this company called ATT in the afternoon.  They eventually determined that another goofy thing occurred in her computer, causing the internet to shut down intermittently (another vocab builder, look at me!) since Sunday.  Shhhh…. So far, so good since the human gentleman told Mom what to do.

My human sister, Rachel, remained this thing called “under the weather” Tuesday night so, Mom, JJ and I watched Night two without her.  Mom brushed us during our viewing party, so, please note that a small portion of my input occurred via audio only, as I was enjoying my treatment on both sides laying parallel to the television.

Night two completed the remaining three groups and then the Best in Show round.

Sporting Group – As you would expect, we have a bias in this order: golden and flat coat retrievers, remaining retrievers, all the setters.  The commentator, Mr. David Frei, had to admit that he did not understand why a golden never made it out of the Sporting Group.  We have opinions, however, Mom reminded me that if you do not have nice things to say, zip it!  Well,  after we oohed and ahhed, the judge selected the Irish Setter.  Admittedly, she was a beauty and we wished her well in Best in Show.

Working Group – I have a question for Mr. David Frei.  The Herding group works hard, why do they designate the type of work in Herding and then have a group for all working breeds?  Mom impressed me during this group.  She predicted the Doberman win before the judge decided.

Terrier Group – Oh those Westminster folks love terriers.  We rooted for the terrier most similar to our friend, Miss Jennifer’s Madison, as well as the Westies, like our neighbors Vance and Vilda.    Since Mom’s favorite color is blue, we accepted the judge’s selection of the Kerry blue terrier.

Best in Show – We really liked the judge in this group, she had spunk!  The breed winners strutted their stuff like rock stars, soaking up the ferocious applause.  Mrs. Judge presented the big ribbon to Malachy, the Pekingese from the toy group.  We appreciated the good sportsman and sports-dog-ship exhibited throughout the show.  Congratulations Malachy, hope you received extra lovies and treats!

Another great day and great dog show.

Mom Got Mushy, Ok, I Got Mushy

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To maintain my Manly Man reputation, I will lead you to believe that celebrating Valentine’s Day, well, it’s mushy.  The whole kiss thing, lovey dovey stuff seems artificially elevated for one day in February.

However, if you read between the fur, you will learn the truth; I love when Mom gives me lovies.  Before GRSF rescued me, I … too painful to write about… let’s say I did not receive lovies.  Here are the lovely things Mom does with me:

  • She stops everything when I nuzzle her a certain way and gives me a short massage and tells me how much she loves me in a soft voice.
  • She understands when I’m too scared to leave the house.
  • She will take me out at whatever time my courage returns to keep me comfortable.
  • She permits me to cuddle up on our her bed.
  • She calls me all sorts of special names.
  • She makes sure I receive yummy, healthy kibble, delicious dental treats and tidbits when she cooks.
  • She pampers me during spa day with special treats and manly man smelling shampoo.
  • She opens the windows for me when we ride in the car, even if she would prefer the a/c.
  • She brought JJ into the house so I did not stay an only dog after Koko passed.
  • She generously transcribes my thoughts for my blog posts.
  • She brings us to places where we can run leash free and have play dates.

For all these reasons and more, I love you Mom.

Jetty? Yes Mom.  May I write a bit?  Sure, go ahead.

Your list brought tears to my eyes.  You and I truly bonded after about 10 months.  I’m so grateful to have you in my life.  You possess equal parts humor, sweetness, kindness, and energy.  My list would occupy pages and pages; I’ll continue to tell you and show you how full my heart feels every day.  Happy Valentines Day my boy, I love you, too! 

Another great and mushy day.