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8/24/15 Back to the Woods

Hello, everyone!

I trust my buddies Mason & Murphy kept you up to date on the humans and their camping trip.

I, myself, took Mom at her word that she wouldn’t board me again. So, I stayed home with Erik and snuggled! I also had Laurel time when Erik had to be at work. When the rest of my family came home, I was happy to see them, but not stressed out in the least. Much better than the last time, when I had to be boarded, and became gravely ill from dehydration.

We went for a long walk in the woods yesterday, about two miles. It felt good to get out and have a hearty sniff. Here is a view from Dad’s front window at the green canopy covering the trail:


Dad asked if we wanted to walk the wooded trail, or on the pavement. Naturally, everyone chose the wooded path. We started our walk at the totem pole in front of the Nature Center:


Here I am, with Dad, sniffing around:


It’s funny, I didn’t get sick at all in the car yesterday, and we had quite a long ride. However, the big van is definitely a smoother gig than Zeus, the little Fiat. My stomach got quite upset picking Jamie up from school today, and when Mom hit a bump in the road – oopsey! Well, that’s why Mom says she has car seat covers.

Jamie started school and he is a Sophomore now. That means he’s not a first-yearer any more.

Last year, Jamie had a wonderful schedule with early dismissal. This year, he is chugging along til the end of the day with the rest of the kids. Poor Jamie! It’s going to take some getting used to.

Watch for school buses! Bye for now!

Woof! Love, Maggie


7/7/15 The Night Vapor

Jamie might be “grounded” as far as his foot goes, but he certainly can still fly remote aircraft. Here is one of his favorite planes in-flight, The Night Vapor:


And against the backdrop of trees:


Jamie spent the day relaxing, icing his foot, and slowly healing. Tomorrow, he is going to go the movies with his friends. Mom says it’s OK as long as he can get a shoe on. He found his oldest, most beat-up, chewed-up (I won’t say by whom), stretched-out Vans, and, like Cinderella trying on the slipper, announced that, “It fit!” Mom laughed and said he could go with his friends. She said it’s not good for a young man to be cooped up like he has been.

We went for a short walk – to the park and back – to see how well Jamie did on just one crutch. He doesn’t really need two, but one is good for him to lean on if necessary.

It was a brisk, cool day today (Mom said it felt like a nice September day instead of a July one), and I was happy to stretch my paws and go for a little walk in the sun and breeze. Mom made me walk at “easy” and stay close to her. She and Jamie looked all up and down the street to see if any loose dogs were out. It is sad to say, that the neighbors all seem to let their dogs run loose, and then if there is a dog fight, you can be sure I am the one who will get the blame. But, happily, there were no incidents, although a few houses down, two little yappy dogs and a big Boxer were staring at me from inside their front door. Mom told me, “Leave it” and popped my chain just a little to break my stare. Then I trotted forward and everything was fine. I got a nice petting and some treats when I got home for listening to commands.

Mostly, I was happy that I could be out and supervise my young charge as he handled his crutch. I think we both did beautifully!

Woof! Love, Maggie

6/16/15 Maggie’s Walk

Yesterday was an extremely rainy day. Today, it was cool and bright and sunny.

Dad actually got a break in the middle of his day and came home to eat lunch. Mom suggested we use the time to go for a walk! Naturally, I was doubly excited – Dad home AND a walk. Hooray!

The humans struggled to get me into the harness. I wagged my bottom and licked their faces and rolled on my back and showed my belly. Apparently, this was not what they wanted, because Dad said in a stern voice, “SIT!” I sat.

Fortunately, from a lifetime of playing with Legos, Jamie’s hand/eye coordination is very good, and he was able to buckle the harness fairly quickly. Off we went!


Dad suggested we go to the Midlothian woods because it would be less crowded. That’s the neat thing about Dad being home; he always has good ideas about going places.

We got to the woods and walked for two miles. During this time I found every mud puddle and gave myself a beauty mud spa treatment. I saw two little yappy dogs and raised my ears to them but Mom gave me a firm, “Leave it!” so I left it. She said I was a good girl, and was even better when a strapping Staffordshire boy dog came my way. Again with the, “Leave it!” and more praise from Mom. Dad said I seemed more relaxed.

Then we came up to this little guy. I went over for a sniff, but Mom held me back.


He was a very interesting little fellow, and smelled like the pond near our house. When he saw me, he pulled his legs and head in his shell. Dad said the turtle looked hot and dry, so he poured a little bit of water near his head. The turtle stuck his head back out, and looked happy.

As we left the parking lot, a little bit of a Min-Pin stuck his head out the window of a passing van and yipped at me as if his very life depended on it. Jamie roared with laughter, calling it a “doggie drive-by”. Indeed!

When we finally got home, Mom and Jamie hustled me up to the walk-in shower. (WHY does everything have to end in a bath???!) Mom cleaned me with the Argon Oil shampoo, and soon I was soft as a new chick’s feather. “How do I smell?” asked Jamie (who is going to the movies later). “Like Funyons, and like you need a shower,” retorted Mom. So Jamie had to have a bath, too. Well, there’s some justice in the world.

Soon, I was ready for my nap.


Goodnight, all!

Love, Maggie

6/2/15 A Grand Day for a Walk

Jamie and Mom surprised me with a walk today. First, Jamie gave me a heaping spoonful of peanut butter (“That’s too much!” said Mom, but I loved it) and inside she tucked my motion-sickness medication. We waited a bit, and I thought they were going to put me in the crate, so I flattened myself out on the bed, but then Mom said, “Who wants to go outside?” My ears perked up at that! Jamie chimed in, “Who wants to go for a walk?” and naturally, I started dancing when it was time to put on my “jewelry” and leash. “Sitsitsitsitsit!!!” Finally, I was ready and off we went.

Mom said this would be another kind of “test” for me, since it has been a week since I’ve been on my medication, and she wanted to see how I would react to other animals.

Several dogs were out on their lawns near the house and none of them were tethered or leashed (NOT a good idea), especially when I know these dogs will roam the neighborhood. We drove past them, though, and went to the woods.

It was beautiful, I just can’t describe it:


This was taken as we were walking. It’s not reflected off the glass in the car. It’s just a pure sunbeam that Jamie captured.

We did see a small dog and I was very interested. I didn’t bark or go nuts but my ears were up and I pulled. Mom checked me and Jamie said, “Get your nose in the clover, Rover, and relax!”

Hmpf. Rover.

I listened to Mom though when she checked me, so she feels I am improving. She says I have a ways to go and to not be a smarty-pants about it.

We wandered along the path for a long time. I did in fact stick my nose in the clover, and would breathe in deeply and then snort when a dandelion went up my nose. Jamie thought this was very funny.


Pardon my backside!

Now, home and fed, it’s time for a nap. These humans wear me out!

Woof! Love, Maggie

3/27/15 The Moors in the Morning

Although we live in the US, Mom often feels very “English” in the morning. When she takes me out around 6:30 a.m., it’s grey and misty. She puts on her coat and her Wellington boots and off we go to squish around on the moors – er, in the backyard.

Once outdoors, we spied one of the black feral cats resting on the neighbor’s fence:


Then, we squelched around to the front, where we saw our geese on the pond:


These quick, morning walks around the house set both of our minds at ease. It’s a peaceful way to start the day.

Woof! Love, Maggie

3/7/15 The Sporn Halter and Other Adventures

Mom was in a sour mood for most of the day. She has uncovered a new, battery-powered nemesis: Bathroom Scale. Mom visited Bathroom Scale for a short time this morning and was scowling for a long time thereafter.

It warmed up considerably today, to about 40 degrees F, and Mom took me out in the early morning sunshine to the Frozen Turdra that is our backyard. However, the snow was softer and the sky was blazing blue and the birds were singing in the trees. This made Mom’s dark mood evaporate and she soon became cheerful again. Me, I was just happy to not be freezing while I did my business!

Back upstairs, we found Dad shaving in the bathroom. Mom felt energized from the crisp morning, and decided to change the sheets on the bed. After she pulled me off the bed twice, she managed to strip the sheets. Naturally, I obliged her by jumping back on the bare mattress:


Beginning to feel bad again, Mom enlisted Dad’s help to evict me once and for all, and to get the new sheets on the bed. Seeing the storm cloud over Mom’s head, Dad, clad in his shorts and T-shirt, quickly obliged, and between the two of them, they got the bed made while I looked on.

Later in the day, Grace, the Mail Lady, brought Mom a package, and she was delighted. Mom does not want to use the prong or choke collar, so she had purchased The Sporn Halter online, and had been waiting for it to arrive. She promised a New Era of dog walking with The Sporn.

Wisely, Mom waited until Dad came home from work to try to figure out the puzzle that was this halter. As Dad pieced it together, I, sensing a game, jumped all over and ran about the kitchen like a mad dog. Oh, this was fun! Dad changed my collar and everything!

Finally, after many attempts, Dad got the halter together and then he tried to put it on me. Gleeful that my Alpha Male wanted to play, I jumped with paws on his shoulders, licked his hands, and flopped to the floor, rolling over on my back to show my belly. Dad struggled mightily to adjust the halter and get it under my two front legs and then attach it to the new collar. I chewed the soft faux-Sherpa lining, swiped everyone with my paws, and tried to nibble Dad’s sleeves. “Maggie, knock it off!” Dad huffed, his glasses coated with dog slobber.

Mom said the bad words to Dad, “Jim, I think you might need to BEND DOWN to put it on her.” Dad attempted to bend and took the kitchen chair with him. Crash! More fun!

It took all three of the humans to pin me down and get the halter on. Nobody could get a picture because everyone’s hands were on me, and I grinned and grinned from my position on my back, thumping my tail steadily on the floor. Mom said, “I don’t think Laurel is going to like this very much.” No one answered her.

After the chairs were righted, and I shook myself off, and the humans brushed themselves off from dog hair and slobbery goo, Mom announced that it was Time To Try It Out and to Go For A Walk. I dashed about happily when I saw the leash, and after Dad fastened it to the halter, I tried to pull but was caught up short.

We all went out and, although the halter felt weird and will take some getting used to, I have to say, it was much better than the prong. Jamie took a picture, here it is:


Mom said Jamie took a great picture, and Dad said, “Maybe Maggie’s just a good model!” Everyone agreed.

Well, goodbye for now. I am going upstairs to rumple up all the fresh sheets on Mom and Dad’s clean bed. Then I am going to make a nest and have a nap. Dad is already sleeping on the couch, snoring his head off. I think I wore him out!

Woof! Love, Maggie

11/12/14 Why so freezing??

OK, OK, I get it: it’s November. But it’s not January! It is ridiculously cold outside. On days like today, I wish I’d let Mom put a coat on me. Alas, I am stubborn.

Mom and I went for a brisk (and I do mean brisk) walk this morning. I got in lots of good sniffs, peed on Blue’s lawn, and everything was fine until we got to the second block. Then the wind shifted, and blew right up my poor tail. I was ready then and there for Mom to carry me back (not going to happen)! We hustled it back to the warm house, and Mom gave me a treat for walking so nicely.

My humans have put up a new tether in the backyard. It’s taken me a few days to get adjusted to it. At first, I thought they were just leaving me out there. Then I realized I can walk around quite a bit. The lead on the tether is about 25 feet, so I have lots of room to sniff around and take care of business. But I can’t get under the fence or chase anything. I suppose the human plan is to shovel around the tether when the fluffy white stuff falls, and scoop me out a little roaming area. Not that I plan to stay out in that kind of cold for too long! But Mom remembers when I chased a squirrel all across the frozen pond last year, and she says she’s not going through that again this year. Speaking of which…

Mom was revisiting some blogs from last year around this time and hoo-boy, was I misbehaving! Knocking over lamps, taking chunks out of the walls and floor, barking at Jamie, and generally being a four-legged nuisance. Mom actually thought she would have to re-home me, I wasn’t listening at all. Then I went to boot camp and things improved. Thank goodness. I nearly “hairy bullet-ed” myself out of a good home. I’m so glad that didn’t happen.

In other news, Mom has a strange little bag packed in the kitchen. She says she has to go away soon to a far-away place called, “The Hospital”. I know it is far away because I can’t see it from the front windows or out the back yard. So it must be far. Mom says she is OK with having “The Operation” but she is worried about all of us back home. She is making lists for Dad and Jamie so no one forgets to feed me or the fish, change the filters on the tank, let me out, and things of that nature. Mom will be away most of next week, and I am going to probably be in the crate a lot. But I’ll update you when I can.

Til next time, I’m cold and tired from being outside and going to snuggle with blankie and take a little nap. Have a great day!


Woof! Love, Maggie