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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