Rosebud and rePete…
Pozy Clarkia and Capella — with Harper B for Bit in the corner…
The dogs barked, the deer yawned…
And in an excellent demonstration of training, the deer simply stood there until the dogs got bored being ineffective and went off to play with each other. Well done, Deer! Ignoring behavior, when safe, is a great way to get it to stop.
Happy Sunday to you.
New word…
Isn’t that perfect? I did not make it up but I share because it is clever and captures what so many of us feel.
And in the spirit of sad and tortuous pandemic humor, I modified a song that my kids used to torment me:
This is the virus that doesn't end.
Yes, it goes on and on, my friends.
Some people started spreading it not knowing what it was,
and they'll continue spreading it forever just because... (repeat)
And yet, life goes on — except for those 835k and counting Americans who have died with Covid.
Don’t make the mistake of saying, “well, most of them would have died anyway” because actually, ALL of them would have died anyway — same with YOU — but did they want their deaths delivered by Covid on that day?
Probably not.
Just like us, those 835k and counting Americans likely had things they wanted to accomplish and people they needed to hug.
On that grim note, there are 77 days left until the BMDCA National Specialty and although the light is flickering and dim, it is a small beacon of Hope out there in the darkness.
For those who do not know what the heck this National Specialty stuff is all about — it is like summer camp with your dogs and all your dog friends. It is a buffet of fun dog events. A week where people “get” you — where you meet with your tribe. It is a time to check out of normal life and check in with HAPPY.
THIS is a link to the 2022 Specialty website.
I have so many logistical challenges this year but Hope Matters so much — DoG willing, I will be there.
Let the targeted training and coat growing and logistical solutions begin…
Yesterday I wished for a special unit of snow removal Little Soldiers.
Sparkle
They arrived.
In a touchingly lovely display of what it can mean when we share our extra Little Soldiers, my neighbor offered to plow my driveway.
He cannot possibly know what that meant to me — that his kindness made all of my tired Little Soldiers cheer with their small, hoarse voices.
Claire
I wasn’t even wearing Lucky Socks!
Two things about that. First, Random Acts of Kindness have BIG impacts. Second, don’t forget to send your wishes up to the stars — sometimes they are granted.
Capella