It’s time for a little housekeeping. Oh, goodness no, not that kind of housekeeping. I have a human who does that sort of thing for me. I call her Mommy. She’s constantly complaining about all the hair she has to pick up. Should I tell Daddy that he sheds too much? Probably not. No, back to my kind of housekeeping–catching you up on what’s going on in my life, which beats cleaning toilets any day.
Shopping Around the World Reminder
Each time I do a Shopping Around the World blog post, at least one or two of my friends will say, “I wish I had known about this” or “I completely forgot about that.” Well, it’s time to mark your calendars for the next Shopping Around the World day: Friday, February 27. My friends Bacon and Fozzie host this international event. Everyone purchases the same items and we all compare prices from around the world. This month is “Random Choices Month” and these are the items:
- Random condiment of your choice
- Random frozen meal of your choice
- Random dessert/something sweet of your choice
- Random fruit of your choice
- Random item of your choice
For more details, click here to connect with Bacon’s Shopping Around the World reminder post, and see you February 27.
Mardi Gras Madness
This past Sunday, I enjoyed a little Mardi Gras madness at the Mystic Krewe of Mutts parade in downtown Baton Rouge . . . and I got to meet the very handsome Beauregard, also known to the Instagram world as @goldenbeauregard. Beau’s mom brought frozen ice balls, which were tons of fun, and I might have had a sip or two of beer. I gave Beau a kiss . . . or two . . . or three, and he slimed my head. It was total doggy bliss. Mardi Gras comes to a screeching halt this coming Tuesday and then it’s time to repent for Lent. I wonder if we have time to make one last tasty Doggy King Cake?
I have a very, very good excuse for being slightly behind on reading your blogs and responding to your kind comments. I am absolutely and completely totally squirrel obsessed. Those pesky little creatures have been all over my holly tree, eating the pretty red berries and tormenting me daily. I have spent hours upon hours sitting under the holly tree and observing. They nibble for a while, and then they race across the roof, over the shed, and into the big oak tree. One day, one of those little fellas is going to slip and end up on the ground, and then . . . and then . . . well, frankly I have no idea what I’ll do.
Six by Six Update
Last month, I set a goal for myself: learn six tricks by the time I turn six years old in mid-March. I am happy to report that I am well on my way to meeting that goal (with a little help from the tuna treats that Mommy made to encourage my trick training). I have totally mastered spin, as you can see from the photo above. The last two days, I was brilliant at bow, and then today I tricked Mommy into thinking I’d forgotten that one. I don’t want to make this trick-learning thing too easy on her, and the more I “struggle,” the more tuna treats I get. There’s a method to my madness.
Today we worked on sit up, which I like to call hover because I barely lift my front feet off of the ground and seem to be hovering rather than actually sitting up.
Now if only Mommy can work on her photography skills so that she can get my entire body in the shot when I sit up. And maybe she can learn how to take and post videos by the time I turn six years old so that you can see me in action as I do my six by six. That would really be a trick. Perhaps her training needs to start soon.
Curling Up with a Good Book
And finally, I would like to thank my Sheltie friend Dakota (of Dakota’s Den fame) and his sweet mom for sending a copy of Fuzzy Logic by Susan C. Daffron to my mommy. Fuzzy Logic is the story of librarian Jan Carpenter who travels to her mother’s latest wedding (is it the sixth or seventh?) and reconnects with Michael Lawson, the obnoxious little neighbor boy who’s all grown up and pretty good-looking. Of course, dogs play a major role in this romantic comedy. (You can click here to read the full review on Dakota’s blog.) I entered my mommy in the drawing for one of two copies of Fuzzy Logic, and I won. Interestingly, the other winner was also from Louisiana–M.K. Clinton whose blog is called Barking from the Bayou. I think it just might be time to curl up with Mommy and dive into Fuzzy Logic. That actual housekeeping stuff can wait for another day.
In a little less than two months, I will be six years old. I think you can safely call me a middle-aged Golden Retriever now. When my human mommy looks into my eyes, she notices how white my lashes have gotten. When she kisses my ever-lightening nose, she sees how white my muzzle is. And as we enjoy our daily walks, she can’t help but look at the white hairs that are appearing along the ridge of my back. Time is passing far too quickly. I’ve done a lot in my five-plus years, but there’s still something big that I have yet to accomplish.
I have yet to learn a trick. That’s right, friends. I don’t know the first trick. Can’t shake. Can’t roll over. Can’t spin. Can’t do a high five. I can speak, but that’s usually when no one wants me to speak. You’ve heard of a One Trick Pony? Well, I’m a No Trick Pony.
Oh, I know all of my obedience commands. I ought to; I’ve been going to school since I was six months old. But when it comes to tricks, I’ve never shown any interest . . . as in no interest at all.
So my human mommy (in her infinite wisdom) has decided that I should attempt to learn six tricks by my sixth birthday. We have plenty of time to decide on which tricks to tackle and then to learn one per week leading up to the big day. Personally, I’d be happy just going out for a nice birthday dinner or enjoying a PetSmart shopping spree. But I have a feeling that I’m going to have to humor the human on this one.
What do you think, friends? Will Mommy be able to teach a middle-aged dog some new tricks?
And what tricks do you think I should learn?