Well, so, it was hot and humid, and Pika and I spent most of the day outdoors. I was thirsty, so figured she was too, and went in earlier and filled up a water dish for her, and glass of water for myself. Set out the dish in a shady spot. As the sun moved along my in between garden path, I refilled from the … Continue reading Nurturing Good Doggy Manners With A Taoist Flow
Unfollowing we will go, unfollowing we will go, heigh ho, bye bye get lost, Unfollowing we will go. I know this stuff wasn’t around when you were alive… never-the-less… just imagine if could curate the news, get rid of the things you didn’t want to see, add things you do, simply and instantly. That is sort of, kind of social media in a nutshell. Basically, … Continue reading And So We Go On A Weekly Wear Out The Pop-Goes-The-Weasel Walk To Euston
So long since I had a puppy, I don’t even remember any longer how I trained her to sit, stay, can’t recall any of that. I suppose I must have done little sessions of treat induced training, but I don’t remember. I mean, it was almost 20 years ago, so there’s that. Over the last few months I’ve watched dog training YouTubers, and some of … Continue reading Discipline And Truth, Politics And Puppies, Lessons And Letting Go
Break in the rain yesterday afternoon, and on a whim decided to take Pika for a walk, and why is it do you imagine, when wearing barefeet in rubber boots, jacket thrown on, with the ragged eaten away BamBam jammie shirt she destroyed peeking out, like I’m wearing the skin of some wild cat underneath, hair wrapped up on my head, that’s when ya run … Continue reading This Too Shall Pass, They Are Not Puppies For Long
Love is… picking up Pika and smelling her wee bum to see if it’s her that stinks. Which of course, being a dog, she completely understands butt sniffs. Tis not her, but in the air, so I get on my hands and knees and go on the hunt. Ah, the joys of puppies. Cute and cuddly buggers, goofy and vicious all wrapped up in such … Continue reading Spirit Of The Pack, And Other Tales Of The Pika Daemon Ninja Weasel In Her Natural Environment
Here she is curled up on my lap, this cuddly wee bundle of puppy joy, she is the quintessential lap dog. You know, she actually is the dog all my other big dogs wanted to be. Certainly the sort of doggy-o our first Doberman Jinx always wished she were, rather than her gigantic 130 pound (58.97 kg) or so big chested Doberman Pinscher self. Now, … Continue reading My Vicious Little Vixen Eviscerates, And Ain’t No Victim, I’m Predictin’
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