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The Daily Dog: More Friend News February 25, 2007

Woof to you again today,

Monica reminds me that White didn’t have to go through quarantine.  He just had to get a whole bunch of shots to make sure he was healthy.  It was my friend, Anna, the little poodle who had to stay in the quarantine when she moved from the mainland and her hometown of Chicago to Maui many years ago.

Anna must be visiting me from over the Rainbow Bridge too!

It’s a good thing that the laws changed and animals can just get their shots and move with their humans when they move.

Way better.

Thanks for the reminder, Monica.

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The Daily Dog: Friends

Woof to you,

I’m so grateful to feel better!  This winter has  been hard for the health of humans- and us furred and feathered friends.

I want to send a get well o gram to Rochester in Colorado to let him know that Cat Angels are helping heal his big orange and white self right now.

Don’t you worry Rochester, your humom is taking good care of you and you will be feeling better each day.  Do what I did- and what I do best:  sleep!

I know my humans and their friends are all sending healing light called Reiki your way.  This means Universal Energy and is a healing type of energy which comes from thousands of years ago in Japan and Tibet.  It’s pretty good stuff.

When my humans do Reiki energy work on me, I feel tingly all over and so much better.  It’s like a soft blanket of warmth flowing through me.  I can feel it from across the room when they are sending it through me and I don’t know, I just feel better.  They can send this energy around the world just by sitting still and thinking of you and you will feel it.  I know that’s what they and a lot of their friends from around the world are sending to you.

That’s what they did for my friend, White, the dog who had to make the long journey from Italy to move to the Big Island in Hawaii.  Boy, that trip made White feel all upset inside and when he got to the Big Island, he had to stay separate from his humom, Monica, for a while before he could go home with her to his new house.   They call that quarantine.  It’s like a waiting place and time to make sure that animals are well and healthy before becoming citizens of the islands.

White  did miss his humom while he had to wait, but she came to see him while he was in quarantine so that he wouldn’t feel all lonely.  Once he was done wirth the waiting, he loved their new house and their new life together….sooooo different from where he was born in Italy.

Well, that was a long time ago and White has crossed over the Rainbow Bridge but we who loved him, do love him still and we feel his joyful presence because he comes to visit in our dreams.  I can see him having a good ol romp and he is young and healthy again and having all the fun he wants.

Everyone who met White loved him.  Even at the airports, people were drawn to his beautiful energy.

I want to thank my humom’s friend, Monica, for sharing White with us and for coming to visit me often here on my blog.

And thanks for all the good fusses you send me.

A shout out for my  New York friend, Thumbelina, the cat who had surgery and is doing a good job of healing.  I heard you had to wear a collar afterwards.  I had to do that too once and I looked pretty silly in that plastic Edwardian piece.  Still it did its job.  I didn’t bit my stitches and neither did you.  Hooray for Thumby!  Good healing, my friend.

And my friends in Romania,  Filippa the long haired cat and Rimny the big brown dog, both say hello to you all.

OK-naptime.  See you all tomorrow.

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: February 19, 2007

Woof to you,

Hi. It’s President’s Day.  The neighborhood is very quiet.   The sun is shining, melting the ice and forming fantastic icicles hanging off the house, the grapevines and patio furniture.

We have one more day of freezing temperatures, so the weather people say, until it warms up into the 40’s.  Now we’re talking!

Maybe humans are celebrating past presidents but by tomorrow night, I’m gonna be celebrating “Let’s Go For A Long Walk Day!”

The kids will be back to shooting hoops in a driveway you don’t have to slip on, walks will be on pavement or non spiky grass and  I won’t have to worry about taking a header along the way.

Let the melting begin!  I’m all for it!

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: Iceskating February 18, 2007

Woof to you,

OK.  It’s not true that old dogs can’t be taught new tricks.

I’m here to tell you that I have learned something new this winter.

For one, I have learned this week how to pick my way  through solid ice to my bakyard bathroom in the dead of night and I made it back to the warmth of the house to my nice cozy bed.  Thank you very much!

I also learned that no matter how many times, my human, Tom, chopped out ice for me to have a path, ice would just come right back to be slick as ever.

Tippy toeing on my strong toenailed paws was an exercise in self restraint and fortitude.  You know how much I like to go running out in the snow but ice is another whole planet.  Slowly but surely is very hard to do.

Imagine holding it in while you pick your way over an ice field to go in a subzero windstorm.  Not easy, I can tell you.

Boy!  If I could just hoist myself up on indoor plumbing!

Lucky humans.  They get to go in warmth.

As for going out to play during the day, picture me, all four legs going out from under me; all slippin and a slidin; looking like a furry splayed third base.

I can’t tell you how many time I fell down and finally laid there til Tom came and helped me up so I could get back in the house.

Today, when he opened the door for me to go out, I just looked at him like, “Are you crazy or what?”

Here’s another thing I learned:

Cats are better ice skaters than dogs!

Woofs from Bailley

 

Happy Icy Valentines February 14, 2007

Woof to you,

Happy Valentine’s Day.  I got the best gifts.  Ice in my outside water bowl, snow to snuffle in and all kinds of  interesting smells and sounds in the sleety day.

Woo hoo!  Chompetty chomp cheromp!

How great a day is that?!

This is Miss Annabel Kitty’s first Valentine’s Day and her first Nor’easter.  She dug up an old tennis ball of mine and has been batting it all over the frozen ground.

Mr. Grey is just watching the show with me.

We’ve been there; done that.

The hedges are all icey.  Every limb and leaf and berry all glittery and showy while they dance back and forth in the winds off the ocean.  Really looks amazing out there.

The Squirrel family is not out running along the slippery iced tree trunks today.  They are all snuggly in their nest.

Mr Cardinal showed up for a few minutes to sing a Valentine song.  He was all dressed up in his bright red feathery suit and though he didn’t stay long, it was nice to have him visit in the brruhhh cold.

It’s a good day to feel love in the world.  I love my humans and my friends and today I love being toasty warm next to the heat in the house on my comfy bed.

I’m glad I can see how much the cats and birds are loving this day too.

I think the hedges love dancing in the wind with their arms all dressed up in see through ice costume and the wind sure is loving its own dance too.

Wow! So much love in the world.

Yea, Mother Nature, you must really love us to put on such a good show for us all.

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: Recovering February 1, 2007

Woof to you,

I have been as they say, “under the weather.” Did you miss me?

I missed you.

My humans had to take me to the doggie doctor to get some tests and medicine for me.

I am lucky that they love me and care so much about me.

Boy, I was draggin my tail, I can tell ya. I could hardly get my butt into the car and that was the little red sports car, too…close to the ground-not the high up SUV. Oh, man, I would never have made it into that car without a crane to lift my tired, achy body up and over.

It turns out that I had an infection of some kind in my body.  I think it felt like the biggest flu a human has ever described.

You should have seen Tom try to cart me to my favorite outdoor water dish with all the delicious ice in it. Even that didn’t tempt my bones to move.  I was third base.  A lump on a log.
I think I have been sleeping for days and that is quite all right for me.

Lucky for me I do that really well.

The vet gave me some very tasty, chewable antibiotic tablets that are yummy. No problema here getting me to take my medicine.

Just got back from my check up and doggie doc says I’m way better and my tests came back all in the right healthy range.

Still, have to take the medicine but as long as it tastes good and a dog bone follows as a chaser, with a nice cooool, crispy drink of my outside ice water, I’m a happy, dappy camper.

Thanks Tom for being nurse, chauffeur and at home pet vet for me.  I love ya, Big Guy!

Thanks to my humom, Florence, too for all the Reiki energy work she did on me. That felt so nice and calming and loving too.

I hope all pets can have that kind of love and care.

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: Ice Skating Cats January 25, 2007

Woof to you,

The cats have officially claimed the backyard pool as their ice skating rink.

Miss Annabel Kitty and her friends, The Calico and Tiger White all were hopping in and out of the swimming pool where the water has frozen solid.

Sometimes they lick the ice like a popsicle and sometimes they chase each other, skidding across the ice on their paws.  When they get to the edges of the pool, they hop out and figure out their next best move to get the other cats.  They circle around and pounce on the nearest fur figure skater and off they go in circles again; all sliding on the pads of their feet, making claw marks in the ice and snow on its surface.

Yes, it snowed a little and it is snowing again today.  Miss Annabel Kitty climbed the fence and sat there looking every which way as the flakes fell.  She was mesmerized by their dancing in the air.

She and her friends dashed all over the yard, up trees and down, trying to catch snowflakes  with their paws.  They were having the best time and it was fun to watch them.

Me? I’m an old paw at this snow stuff.  I go outside and sit and let the lovely, light ice crystals fall on my nose and tongue and wait for the pile up, so I have lots of slushies yet to nibble on.

I think this is Miss Annabel Kitty’s first winter, so everything is new and exciting to her and she fluffs out her fur in delight at all the new things around her; like frosty air with all it’s crisp clean smells and ice in her dish to quench her thirst and crunch her pointy teeth on.

For sure, ice skating on the frozen backyard swimming pool is a new activity for her and her friends and they are so funny to watch.  Skid skid here.  Streak, skid there.  Wheeeeee! They are a riot.  And Miss Annabelle Kitty is the funniest one of all.

Her head turns this way and that as she tries to figure out what these white frosties are and where they are coming from and how can she catch them.

Her eyes are bright with her excitement and she is like a child in delight with a new experience and everything is a toy for playing.

Mr Grey went up on the roof and nearly fell off this morning, when my humom opened the upstairs window and was face to face with him.  She talked quietly with him but boy, did she ever startle him as he was on his way to the upstairs porch for his mid morning nap in his little hideaway there.

I can hear the pitty pat of his little feet when he runs across the roof.  He must have been tippy toeing because my humom was as surprised as he was.  She hadn’t heard him either.

Ha ha! Surprise for both of them.

Have you seen snow where you are?

What do you like best about it?

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: January 23, 2007

Woof to you,

Wowser!  There is ice in my water dish outside every day.  Now we’re talkin!

Of course I am wanting that pause that refreshes quite often in one set of 24 hours so I’m buggin my humans night and day.

I go to the kitchen door and stare at it and if that doesn’t work, I walk back and forth near them or stand in front of the TV and stare them down until they get the hint.  Dog wants out!

Of course they think I want to go out for a good length of time but NOOOOOOOO!

The dog just wants a drink of water, folks, and I don’t mean that tepid indoor stuff in the bowl next to my kibble.

After my very few minutes of lapping the cool cool ice, I’m ready to come back in, so I give a nice sharp bark and stand at attention at the back door.

If they don’t show up pretty quick, I give em another bark..a little louder.  If they miss that one, I let go with a higher pitched tone.  That usually gets em on the run.

They say, “Don’t you want to stay out longer?”

Ha! Are they kidding?  It’s cold out there.

By the time the day and evening is drawing to a close, they pretty much don’t want to schlepp to the door anymore but, heh heh, you know I want just one more little drinky before I sack out for the night.

I’m thinking my making them run back and forth is a good thing…a good workout for them and a good winter thirst quenching for me!

I bet they don’t much agree but they do know how much I love ice water in the Winter.

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: I’m Dreaming Of….. January 19, 2007

Woof to you,

Well at last at last! We got some snow. OK not as much as I like but it was encouraging to go out for my nightly constitutional and pad through a hint of winter.

If I could have my way, it’d be a couple of mountains of the stuff (with roads cleared for humans to get around safely, of course) to romp in, sit on and chomp, chomp, chomp!

It’s Miss Annabel Kitty’s first winter and she was pretty interested in the little bits of swirling stuff in the air. Mr Grey is an old hand at this. He just snuggled into his new boxy bed on the front porch, curled himself into a ball inside and never moved a muscle all night.

You could hear cat snoring from inside the front window!

Swirl, swirl swirl…soon the ground had it’s own blanket. Soft and white in the middle of the night.

Slurpies and Shave Ice got nothin on this. It would be the flavor of Mother Nature and last til Springtime’s end.

Hey, I’m wearing my fur coat. Bring it on Mother N!

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

The Daily Dog: For Barking’s Sake January 12, 2007

Woof to you,

This has been the day of  non stop barking… and not by me.

There’s a new dog in the neighborhood who either hasn’t been taught any manners or just has so much to say, he can’t shut up long enough for anyone else to say hello back.

My humans are beside them selves with no sleep because this one likes to shout his loudest in the early morning hours…and I do mean hours and hours and hours.

I guess he is having some settling down issues but criminiddlies, it’s hard even on my old ears to take when it doesn’t stop.

My humom says she is going to go around the block and see which house has the new neighbors or new dog.  I might go with her to meet them too.

It’s not a puppy with a yappy, little voice.  It’s a deep, really loud, full throated adult dog voice.

I wonder what kind of dog this one is.

It would be interesting to meet the barker.

I bark to let my humans know when I want to come back inside after I’ve been out for a while and occasionally I sing with the sirens from the firehouse, but I have been taught that constant barking is not allowed because we live close to others and need to be mindful of our neighbors.

Barking hello is OK., talking with my friends is OK  and a thank you bark is appreciated too but barking without taking a breather is not.

I got that lesson in my puppy years.   I’m a pretty good listener because of it.

And I’m thinking that listening helps me out more than barking.

I wonder if humans think the same thing?

Woofs from,

Bailley

 

 
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