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Christmas Music

For the past month, I’ve continued to be bombarded with this wild fancy to start playing my Christmas music and playlists; and quite frankly, it scares me. I’d never really gave it much thought in past years; and the urge rarely came up until the start of the Advent Season. As a child, Mom would always take a couple days off to do her Christmas preparations – full-scale cleaning, decorating, cookie mixing and baking (at least 12 different kinds every year!) – all of which was done with a stack of Christmas LPs on the record player blaring through the house. More


Happiness Is…


Happy Life

There are times in our lives when we reach a state of happiness – that state where we look at our lives, and though not perfect, we can at least say we’re happy. I was thinking about this the other day, and started taking stock of what makes a happy life, when Hubby and I came strolling out of the grocery store bumping into each other through the doorway like an old Three Stooges short, then laughing, and one of the employees of said grocery store (as she was entering) said, “You guys are always happy and laughing together!” Our response: Life’s just too short to be taken too seriously.


Doglette Obedience Training: Graduation



Back in April, as you may recall, we signed up for a Level I Obedience class for the doglettes. After all, we really needed to have them trained so they wouldn’t walk all over us like the saps we are. And I bet you’ve all been sitting on the edge of your seats, on pins and needles, wondering just how this all worked out – for crying out loud, HAVE the doglettes been TRAINED or NOT??


The Doglette Housetraining Enigma

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Well, the saga continues. Granted, in doglette training (doglette = little dog) the amount of time we spent on their housetraining is incredibly minimal – we’ve only had them for about 2.5 months. We try not to get entirely frustrated with the process, remembering that it takes time; but some days we pause for a moment, sidle up close to a wall, and bang our heads repeatedly.

Somehow, the whole housetraining thing has eluded us like two doglettes wrapped in an enigma.


Housetraining 101


Our journey into the housetraining realm of dog-ownership has been … well … challenging. And I think what makes it the most challenging is that we got a very late start on the process. Had we gotten them much earlier than the 9 months old they were – if we would have gotten them when they were mere puppies – I believe we would have had an easier time of it. Though, in all truth and honesty, I think Panda trained herself from the moment she was conceived. I don’t believe she’s ever left us any little gifts to find (and clean) except for the one time (which may have¬†been¬†truly an accident).


Ah, the Life of a Dog Person



Up until about 2 years ago, my hubby was not, in the least, interested in having a dog of any kind. The reason is because when he was a child, he and his mother were chased by a pack of dogs – which would be enough to scare the life out of any child into adulthood, and away from ever having a dog. (I won’t go into detail with any of his numerous stories about dogs as he was growing up and as a teenager, but I will mention that there were nervous twitchings, frozen stares, and some licking done.)