I didn't say it was a REAL zebra!!
Friday, January 28, 2011
CHEWING THE SKINNY CHEW
A day at the dog spa means alll sorts of treats. Time for a smoke, er, chew!!
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
DOG FEET AND DOG HEAD
Salud, Kids!
Living in a high rise presents all sorts of, um, interesting situations. You meet all sorts and it can be a trip and then some. Some fun stuff, some not so much and some ho-hum (mostly the last one).
Add living in a high rise in a city that is 'seasonal' and it can be just outright strange. Now, throw a mutt into the mix and it is ridiculous.
Take last week. I hop on the elevator, sans the Reggie-Girl (I think most of us know the dogs instead of the people holding the leashes),and there is this sweet looking person with her sweet dog. She was quiet, yet pleasant looking. Well, pity her because I jumped in and asked to take a photo of her dog for the blog and it sort of went downhill from that moment forward.
No, no not her. Me. I think I terrified her and in my feeble attempt to overcompensate, as usual, it seemed she was terribly uncomfortable.
However, she agreed, rode up to my floor, got off, I snapped her dog (not her, she was not agreeable to that with this random stranger on an elevator) and she fled as quickly as possible. All of these shenanigans took less than two minutes, but it seemed much longer.
I stuffed my card into her retreating hand in a last-ditch attempt to let her know I really did have a blog. Made me feel better, but a look of utter misery seemed to remain on her sweet face and I felt worse by the second. Badder than bad. It is possible for me to feel bad you know. Yes, I know it's HARD, but try.
So, out of respect for this person, who I sort of coerced into agreeing to a dog-snap, I'm not going to post her dog. BUT, just so it is not a complete loss, I am posting dog feet of the dog. Cute dog feet make a blog, don't you think?
!
No? You are probably correct and you can see how humiliated my own mutt is with this craziness. I think the photo, as always, speaks volumes.
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Living in a high rise presents all sorts of, um, interesting situations. You meet all sorts and it can be a trip and then some. Some fun stuff, some not so much and some ho-hum (mostly the last one).
Add living in a high rise in a city that is 'seasonal' and it can be just outright strange. Now, throw a mutt into the mix and it is ridiculous.
Take last week. I hop on the elevator, sans the Reggie-Girl (I think most of us know the dogs instead of the people holding the leashes),and there is this sweet looking person with her sweet dog. She was quiet, yet pleasant looking. Well, pity her because I jumped in and asked to take a photo of her dog for the blog and it sort of went downhill from that moment forward.
No, no not her. Me. I think I terrified her and in my feeble attempt to overcompensate, as usual, it seemed she was terribly uncomfortable.
However, she agreed, rode up to my floor, got off, I snapped her dog (not her, she was not agreeable to that with this random stranger on an elevator) and she fled as quickly as possible. All of these shenanigans took less than two minutes, but it seemed much longer.
I stuffed my card into her retreating hand in a last-ditch attempt to let her know I really did have a blog. Made me feel better, but a look of utter misery seemed to remain on her sweet face and I felt worse by the second. Badder than bad. It is possible for me to feel bad you know. Yes, I know it's HARD, but try.
So, out of respect for this person, who I sort of coerced into agreeing to a dog-snap, I'm not going to post her dog. BUT, just so it is not a complete loss, I am posting dog feet of the dog. Cute dog feet make a blog, don't you think?
!
No? You are probably correct and you can see how humiliated my own mutt is with this craziness. I think the photo, as always, speaks volumes.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011
WILL BARK FOR BEAUTY VOTES
Salud, Kids!
I never forced my child to be a part of anything competitive and never put my child into any sort of contest. Totally against all that shenanigans.
Yet, here I sit looking at my Reggie-Girl...IN A CONTEST.
How did THAT happen?
Hear me out, OKAY?
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Blogging is a challenge. Didn't you see the movie, Julia & Julie (or the other way around)?
You build it, work it (mostly in quiet solitude) and HOPE they will come (yes, I'm going with movie cliches today).
To help it along you troll for similar sites and attempt to make connections.
SO, I hit upon Palm Beach Pet Lovers magazine and then stumbled across their little pet photo contest. Before I knew what was happening...there was my girl on that page.
It was like some strange power took over and I HAD to make her a part of it because I think she is beautiful. Shallow me.
Seeing her picture with all those other kids gave me paws, er, pause (can't help myself). Fun or silly? Shouldn't all of them be considered fabulous? Of course.
Oh, let me just say kudos to that mag for holding these things. Great way to increase traffic and visibility(insert applause here).
Have I become some sort of 'pageant dog-mom'?
Oh, my! What next?
From pageant dog-mom to stage dog-mom, pushing her and trotting her out to modeling, movie, television and commercial auditions?
Of course not.
I just want a normal, regular, run-of-the-mill cavi...not some glamorous STAR dog!
Although it was fun for me to see 'Likes' from strangers. Wow! See? It's like a heady drug. An all-natural one, naturally.
Of course, I know we don't stand a chance of winning that photo contest and I didn't enter it to win...so, why do I suddenly WANT her to win? Well, just a little bit.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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I never forced my child to be a part of anything competitive and never put my child into any sort of contest. Totally against all that shenanigans.
Yet, here I sit looking at my Reggie-Girl...IN A CONTEST.
How did THAT happen?
Hear me out, OKAY?
##
Blogging is a challenge. Didn't you see the movie, Julia & Julie (or the other way around)?
You build it, work it (mostly in quiet solitude) and HOPE they will come (yes, I'm going with movie cliches today).
To help it along you troll for similar sites and attempt to make connections.
SO, I hit upon Palm Beach Pet Lovers magazine and then stumbled across their little pet photo contest. Before I knew what was happening...there was my girl on that page.
It was like some strange power took over and I HAD to make her a part of it because I think she is beautiful. Shallow me.
Seeing her picture with all those other kids gave me paws, er, pause (can't help myself). Fun or silly? Shouldn't all of them be considered fabulous? Of course.
Oh, let me just say kudos to that mag for holding these things. Great way to increase traffic and visibility(insert applause here).
Have I become some sort of 'pageant dog-mom'?
Oh, my! What next?
From pageant dog-mom to stage dog-mom, pushing her and trotting her out to modeling, movie, television and commercial auditions?
Of course not.
I just want a normal, regular, run-of-the-mill cavi...not some glamorous STAR dog!
Although it was fun for me to see 'Likes' from strangers. Wow! See? It's like a heady drug. An all-natural one, naturally.
Of course, I know we don't stand a chance of winning that photo contest and I didn't enter it to win...so, why do I suddenly WANT her to win? Well, just a little bit.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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WISCONSIN DOG PACKED CAR AND THREE DOG NIGHT
Salud, Kids!
Maybe you have heard of a group called, Three Dog Night, but then again maybe not.
Of course, either way it has absolutely nothing to do with the photos I toss into The Bark today. Except I've heard the name of the group comes from a saying that on a very, very cold night it takes sleeping with three dogs to stay warm or something like that.
Have no idea if that is fact or fiction and I'm not looking it up. Nah, it's really simply an excuse to pop in a video by them. They had a pretty cool sound and cool and dogs make me think of cold dogs, but more on that in a sec.
This song is all about never. Never going to Spain or England, but GOING to Needles and Oklahoma. Needles?
Well, have a listen, or not. It's your Tuesday.
Kids, who wrote this song anyway? I need to check into that craziness because I HAVE been to Spain, England, Oklahoma and, um, Needles. All I can say about those interesting lyrics is...let's talk about Wisconsin. You heard me. Also been there and know a few rather fascinating folks hanging in all that snow.
Much more fascinating than howling on about a certain Wisconsin football team going to a certain BIG game, creamy cheese from happy cows or cool snowdrifts are these smart and sassy looking hounds all snuggled together inside this car.
I am pretty sure these guys are thinking they are the coolest dogs in Wisconsin because they know to stay out of the cold. Cool!
These faces just make me smile and wonder how long they were stashed here and if the car heater was on. Like sleeping with three dogs on a super cold night, would they even need extra heat inside that compact capsule?
Either way, they are so cute and when Joan (she came upon this scene, these are not her dogs), a Wisconsin resident and snapper of these fun snaps, posted them on her Facebook wall they caught my eye. Also made me wonder just how many dogs it takes to fill a compact car. So, start counting if you want to know and thanks, Joan!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Maybe you have heard of a group called, Three Dog Night, but then again maybe not.
Of course, either way it has absolutely nothing to do with the photos I toss into The Bark today. Except I've heard the name of the group comes from a saying that on a very, very cold night it takes sleeping with three dogs to stay warm or something like that.
Have no idea if that is fact or fiction and I'm not looking it up. Nah, it's really simply an excuse to pop in a video by them. They had a pretty cool sound and cool and dogs make me think of cold dogs, but more on that in a sec.
This song is all about never. Never going to Spain or England, but GOING to Needles and Oklahoma. Needles?
Well, have a listen, or not. It's your Tuesday.
Kids, who wrote this song anyway? I need to check into that craziness because I HAVE been to Spain, England, Oklahoma and, um, Needles. All I can say about those interesting lyrics is...let's talk about Wisconsin. You heard me. Also been there and know a few rather fascinating folks hanging in all that snow.
Much more fascinating than howling on about a certain Wisconsin football team going to a certain BIG game, creamy cheese from happy cows or cool snowdrifts are these smart and sassy looking hounds all snuggled together inside this car.
I am pretty sure these guys are thinking they are the coolest dogs in Wisconsin because they know to stay out of the cold. Cool!
These faces just make me smile and wonder how long they were stashed here and if the car heater was on. Like sleeping with three dogs on a super cold night, would they even need extra heat inside that compact capsule?
Either way, they are so cute and when Joan (she came upon this scene, these are not her dogs), a Wisconsin resident and snapper of these fun snaps, posted them on her Facebook wall they caught my eye. Also made me wonder just how many dogs it takes to fill a compact car. So, start counting if you want to know and thanks, Joan!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Monday, January 24, 2011
LIGHTS, CAMERA, CLOUDS AND YAWNING
Salud, Kids!
Who wants to read a blog on Monday morning? Well, I hope someone will be focusing weekend-weary eyeballs here, but just in case, I dropped a couple of video clips. Don't worry, they are short and sweet. Okay, you be judge on the sweetness, but you have my word they are short.
Reggie, demonstrates her utter boredom with all things I bring into her world. She must endure, but she makes her feelings clear.
On the other hand, who can be bored waking up and looking at lovely water, so let the week begin.
I open it up with a calm and cloudy video.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Who wants to read a blog on Monday morning? Well, I hope someone will be focusing weekend-weary eyeballs here, but just in case, I dropped a couple of video clips. Don't worry, they are short and sweet. Okay, you be judge on the sweetness, but you have my word they are short.
Reggie, demonstrates her utter boredom with all things I bring into her world. She must endure, but she makes her feelings clear.
On the other hand, who can be bored waking up and looking at lovely water, so let the week begin.
I open it up with a calm and cloudy video.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Friday, January 21, 2011
PAW THAT BELL, RING THAT TRAVOLTA PP BELL
Salud, Kids!
While John Travolta and Kelly Preston are out there showing off there new ba-beh (baby), they also dropped the little tidbit about a couple of new mutts hanging 'round their dog pack.
Goldennoodles or Goldenpasta dogs or something like that.
Good for them and their new canines, blah, blah, blah.
Here's the REAL bit that leaped out and stunned me-they shipped those babies (the dogs) off for training and NOT just how to shake, sit and rollover. Training is imperative, but there is just something weird if you take it too far. Just sayin'. But, I'm no Cesar Milan, so let's just go with it.
Cast the squint-eye at your furry friend and silently ask yourself, "can my pet ring a bell when they need to get their sniff on and have a little PP break like the Travolta hounds?"
The Reg, the only dog in our pack, is not bell-literate. What sort of bell is used for this craziness? I mean we are talking the rich and famous.
I am telling you the word 'round the celebrity dog park is that ringing some sort of bell signaling the need to do doggie-biz is a MUST.
Come ON, circling, scratching and standing by the door doesn't work for famous dogs?
Well, okay, we accept this and simply adore new trends, so I grabbed a little crystal bell, in keeping with being all la-de-da, to try out with my Cavi-Girl. I think her look says it all.
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Weekend-Eve is here and we don't need to ring a bell to get it started!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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While John Travolta and Kelly Preston are out there showing off there new ba-beh (baby), they also dropped the little tidbit about a couple of new mutts hanging 'round their dog pack.
Goldennoodles or Goldenpasta dogs or something like that.
Good for them and their new canines, blah, blah, blah.
Here's the REAL bit that leaped out and stunned me-they shipped those babies (the dogs) off for training and NOT just how to shake, sit and rollover. Training is imperative, but there is just something weird if you take it too far. Just sayin'. But, I'm no Cesar Milan, so let's just go with it.
Cast the squint-eye at your furry friend and silently ask yourself, "can my pet ring a bell when they need to get their sniff on and have a little PP break like the Travolta hounds?"
The Reg, the only dog in our pack, is not bell-literate. What sort of bell is used for this craziness? I mean we are talking the rich and famous.
I am telling you the word 'round the celebrity dog park is that ringing some sort of bell signaling the need to do doggie-biz is a MUST.
Come ON, circling, scratching and standing by the door doesn't work for famous dogs?
Well, okay, we accept this and simply adore new trends, so I grabbed a little crystal bell, in keeping with being all la-de-da, to try out with my Cavi-Girl. I think her look says it all.
##
Weekend-Eve is here and we don't need to ring a bell to get it started!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Wednesday, January 19, 2011
PRINCE RETURNS AND KITTY IN TVLAND
Salud, Kids!
Dogs are determined little creatures, but kitties are quietly sophisticated.
Now, I am mildly curious about the story of that little mutt, Prince, returning home after something like five years! Did you catch that one?
If you didn't see the saga, the California dog was lost for some reason, the owner moved about one hundred times (maybe it was just four or five). Prince is gone forever, or so she thought.
Owner comes home the other day and guess who came to dinner?
Yep. Prince, right there at the front door. Wagging the tail and waiting.
Kids, this story is just odd. Very, very.
But, truth can be strange.
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Now, chic cats, on the other paw, randomly roam and patrol the neighborhoods and come and go as they please.
Don't push 'em. They don't like that.
However, tread carefully and don't kid-a-kitty. They know when they've got a good thing going.
Take Kaeda here. She's no dummy.
Forget stalking rats and cats in the 'hood. She'll take stretching and purring while catching her favorite show on the tube down there in Miami.
Don't touch that dial, if you know what is good for ya!
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Reggie girl?
She just wants to ride around the Palm Beaches listening to her favorite music.
Don't touch THAT dial either...just keep driving!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Dogs are determined little creatures, but kitties are quietly sophisticated.Now, I am mildly curious about the story of that little mutt, Prince, returning home after something like five years! Did you catch that one?
If you didn't see the saga, the California dog was lost for some reason, the owner moved about one hundred times (maybe it was just four or five). Prince is gone forever, or so she thought.
Owner comes home the other day and guess who came to dinner?
Yep. Prince, right there at the front door. Wagging the tail and waiting.
Kids, this story is just odd. Very, very.
But, truth can be strange.
##
Now, chic cats, on the other paw, randomly roam and patrol the neighborhoods and come and go as they please.
Don't push 'em. They don't like that.
However, tread carefully and don't kid-a-kitty. They know when they've got a good thing going.
Take Kaeda here. She's no dummy.
Forget stalking rats and cats in the 'hood. She'll take stretching and purring while catching her favorite show on the tube down there in Miami.
Don't touch that dial, if you know what is good for ya!
##
Reggie girl?
She just wants to ride around the Palm Beaches listening to her favorite music.
Don't touch THAT dial either...just keep driving!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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SNOWDOG AND ICEMAN COMETH
Salud, Kids!
Snow, snow, snow and the sophisticated, Tasha, makes it look chic as can be. But, I was just thinking perhaps she should ditch the Empire State until the Spring thaw and hitch a ride South down the old I95.
She and The Reg could sun their fluffy paws on the Pool Deck as the Florida sunshine slides from East to West. Now, that is something to howl about.
Photo courtesy of Natalie R.
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Not about to thaw was Gaz as he hung out in the Ice Bar on NCL's, Epic. Talk about cooling your paws, um, heels!!
After freezing his, um, heels off inside that 17 degree, vodka-infused, fabulousness(yes, I made it up), he needed to soak up a few beaming rays reflecting all over the Sunshine State!
Kids, everything aside I simply think looking at Gaz being all happy and sassy while lurking around this ship makes a dull and dreary January seem, oh, just a little brighter.
Seriously, January makes me want to sit in that Ice Bar until February or something. Too bad I would be frozen as solid as the ice statues residing there!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Snow, snow, snow and the sophisticated, Tasha, makes it look chic as can be. But, I was just thinking perhaps she should ditch the Empire State until the Spring thaw and hitch a ride South down the old I95.
She and The Reg could sun their fluffy paws on the Pool Deck as the Florida sunshine slides from East to West. Now, that is something to howl about.
Photo courtesy of Natalie R.
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Not about to thaw was Gaz as he hung out in the Ice Bar on NCL's, Epic. Talk about cooling your paws, um, heels!!
After freezing his, um, heels off inside that 17 degree, vodka-infused, fabulousness(yes, I made it up), he needed to soak up a few beaming rays reflecting all over the Sunshine State! 
Kids, everything aside I simply think looking at Gaz being all happy and sassy while lurking around this ship makes a dull and dreary January seem, oh, just a little brighter. 
Seriously, January makes me want to sit in that Ice Bar until February or something. Too bad I would be frozen as solid as the ice statues residing there!
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
EPIC ICE, ICE BAR BABY
Salud, Kids!
Those kids up in Minnesota and New York were having all the fun with that snow and ice biz, so we had to ramp that jazz up and get our ice groove on-South Florida style
If you HAVE to be in a room where the high is 17 degrees, why not make it one where vodka is THE drink and it all happens aboard a cruise ship like NCL's, Epic?
Seriously, this bar is made of ice, you sit on it, drink from it and try to stay unfrozen. It is truly like nothing I have experienced. Now, those kids residing up near Canada will probably not find this all that appealing as all they have to do is step outside, vodka in hand...BAM...ICE BAR, al fresco.
The lads at NCL will hand you a coat and gloves if your blood is thin. Oh, there is a small fee for this experience, for which you are permitted to linger forty-five minutes and sip two drinks. Personally, I think if you can stay in that bar for forty-five minutes they should pay you.
The Epic has much more than the Ice Bar, such as lingering around sunny windows with an amazing view of Miami. Now, that's more like it.
See ya 'round the beaches!
Monday, January 17, 2011
CRAZY LEG, BED HEADS AND FAT CAT JAZZ
Salud, Kids
So, Saturday comes to Florida and it's all about jumping in the jalopy and zipping South on I95 to hang out.
However,I do wonder what the world is coming to when a dog and a load of cats hop onto a certain Miami bed and hang out. Honestly. You can't even depend on dogs and cats being all snippy and snarling anymore. Man.
The Reg was dumped, er, loving handed over to B on Saturday and those crazy kids, Crooks and Kaeda were all over THAT. The bed with Reggie and B that is.
Britt hid out with an ailment and we sent well wishes, but kept our distance and looked around for a haz-mat mask. Kidding! Kinda.
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Weather was gorgeous and all that, so we headed for the Port of Miami for some Shenanigans on NCL, Epic. Doesn't everyone?
It was epically fun, but can being all wrapped in covers with a bunch of felines and a canine be any less fun? Just askin'!
Of course, while we were spinning and twirling among that fine tug, we did NOT forget about the zany bunch back in Brickell. Nope, we were thinking of them when we took this snap!
I fear these tamed ones are plotting among themselves to take over our identities, like in some B-Movie. Cats and dogs by day, morphing into their masters at night doing sinister things in the Port of Miami. Revenge, you know, for being left out of the fun.
Dogs are not welcome on any cruises, I don't think. Cats? Forget about it!!
You all know that Mowgli had a little spill. Well, if you call falling from a balcony on the eleventh floor to the pool deck many stories below, little.
Overcoming, like any Diva-Feline worth cat-nip and romping and stomping with a little broken leg. A boy diva.
Who knew he was such a contortionist? Either that or a slut-ho-kitty-cat-cat!!
!!
Bet you can't do that!
Gotta go and see if I can...and, I think we ALL know the answer to that one.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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So, Saturday comes to Florida and it's all about jumping in the jalopy and zipping South on I95 to hang out.However,I do wonder what the world is coming to when a dog and a load of cats hop onto a certain Miami bed and hang out. Honestly. You can't even depend on dogs and cats being all snippy and snarling anymore. Man.
The Reg was dumped, er, loving handed over to B on Saturday and those crazy kids, Crooks and Kaeda were all over THAT. The bed with Reggie and B that is.
Britt hid out with an ailment and we sent well wishes, but kept our distance and looked around for a haz-mat mask. Kidding! Kinda.
##
Weather was gorgeous and all that, so we headed for the Port of Miami for some Shenanigans on NCL, Epic. Doesn't everyone?
It was epically fun, but can being all wrapped in covers with a bunch of felines and a canine be any less fun? Just askin'!
Of course, while we were spinning and twirling among that fine tug, we did NOT forget about the zany bunch back in Brickell. Nope, we were thinking of them when we took this snap!
I fear these tamed ones are plotting among themselves to take over our identities, like in some B-Movie. Cats and dogs by day, morphing into their masters at night doing sinister things in the Port of Miami. Revenge, you know, for being left out of the fun.
Dogs are not welcome on any cruises, I don't think. Cats? Forget about it!!
You all know that Mowgli had a little spill. Well, if you call falling from a balcony on the eleventh floor to the pool deck many stories below, little.
Overcoming, like any Diva-Feline worth cat-nip and romping and stomping with a little broken leg. A boy diva.
Who knew he was such a contortionist? Either that or a slut-ho-kitty-cat-cat!!
!!
Bet you can't do that!
Gotta go and see if I can...and, I think we ALL know the answer to that one.
See ya 'round the beaches!
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Friday, January 14, 2011
HOWLIN' HOROSCOPE IN THE NIGHT ARIES AND PALMS
Salud, Kids!
Here you have what is called, Gaz gazing into the galaxy (also, known as the sky) because he heard he is no longer a Taurus.
Yep, all that astronomy, er, astrology jazz is shaking the skies into a new Linda Goodman (look her up, kids) kind of frontier.
Gaz being something other than a bull is small potatoes in the scheme of sun 'n moon. The bigger issue here is that the Cavi-Girl, Reggie, is an Aries or something. Aries? I don't even think that's a real sign compared to something like, oh, Virgo.
Okay, I don't even care about this dumb stuff, but it is going to be all sorts of fun in those lame bars. You know the ones I'm talking 'bout. Where people are still wearing polyester and asking, "oh, baby, what's your sign?"
Confusion will ensue and all concerned will simply have to opt for another watered-down cocktail and stare into space.
##I stared into space last night. Computer resting on lap, city lights below and it was all good.
Actually, I wanted to show you how I was wearing my Cavalier King Charles socks. They're getting a little worn, but I LOVE 'EM!
Back to the bag-as-gloves from yesterday.
It's Friday and I thought we needed a little weekend-eve fun.
Now, come ON, doesn't it look like my girl has her head stuffed inside that green bag?
Then again, it could just be me.
See ya 'round the beaches!
Here you have what is called, Gaz gazing into the galaxy (also, known as the sky) because he heard he is no longer a Taurus.Yep, all that astronomy, er, astrology jazz is shaking the skies into a new Linda Goodman (look her up, kids) kind of frontier.
Gaz being something other than a bull is small potatoes in the scheme of sun 'n moon. The bigger issue here is that the Cavi-Girl, Reggie, is an Aries or something. Aries? I don't even think that's a real sign compared to something like, oh, Virgo.
Okay, I don't even care about this dumb stuff, but it is going to be all sorts of fun in those lame bars. You know the ones I'm talking 'bout. Where people are still wearing polyester and asking, "oh, baby, what's your sign?"
Confusion will ensue and all concerned will simply have to opt for another watered-down cocktail and stare into space.
##I stared into space last night. Computer resting on lap, city lights below and it was all good.Actually, I wanted to show you how I was wearing my Cavalier King Charles socks. They're getting a little worn, but I LOVE 'EM!
Back to the bag-as-gloves from yesterday.
It's Friday and I thought we needed a little weekend-eve fun.
Now, come ON, doesn't it look like my girl has her head stuffed inside that green bag?
Then again, it could just be me.
See ya 'round the beaches!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
FABULOUS FAT FELINE AND COOL GREEN HANDS
Salud, Kids!
Sometimes a picture speaks volumes and there are just no words needed.
Um, this COULD be one of those times, but then again it is a blog, so words are a must.
Barrister-Buddy, Crookshanks (Crooks, to me) is the baddest (in a good way) and fattest (no explanation required) cat in all of Miami. You may be thinking that Bark 'r Howling me probably hasn't seen all the kitties in that area of the peninsula, and you would be right. You can't deny that this is a purring, tubby-tabby. Like, Garfield, he loves grub and we love him!! Nice arrangement.
Thanks, Brandon, for snapping this fabulous snap.
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Amazing how creative one can be when it gets cold in Florida. I surprise even myself with my ingenuity. Shockingly brilliant.
Cold is relative and those cold-loving kids, Minnesota-Gretch and NYC-Nat, are bracing for and facing SERIOUS cold, so I try to keep it in perspective. However, it feels like the 30's in the Palm Beaches this morning and I've lost those zillion pairs of gloves I sported while hanging out in Ohio for a few years. Had a pair in every material, color and style. Yeah, I tend to go overboard, but that's another blog.
Back to the frigid-fingers...stuffed one hand into a pocket and utilized the doggie-goody-bag as a glove while holding the leash as the Cavi-Girl, Reggie, sniffed and stepped along considering her morning biz.
Did I mention the word brilliant? Worked like a charm. I recommend it and I may even go back to the Pool Deck and snatch a few extras to use while washing dishes. KIDDING! I don't 'do' dishes, I just put them on the floor and Reggie licks 'em clean. KIDDING!!
Oh, isn't that shade of green divine? Indeed!
See ya 'round the beaches!
Sometimes a picture speaks volumes and there are just no words needed.Um, this COULD be one of those times, but then again it is a blog, so words are a must.
Barrister-Buddy, Crookshanks (Crooks, to me) is the baddest (in a good way) and fattest (no explanation required) cat in all of Miami. You may be thinking that Bark 'r Howling me probably hasn't seen all the kitties in that area of the peninsula, and you would be right. You can't deny that this is a purring, tubby-tabby. Like, Garfield, he loves grub and we love him!! Nice arrangement.
Thanks, Brandon, for snapping this fabulous snap.
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Amazing how creative one can be when it gets cold in Florida. I surprise even myself with my ingenuity. Shockingly brilliant.
Cold is relative and those cold-loving kids, Minnesota-Gretch and NYC-Nat, are bracing for and facing SERIOUS cold, so I try to keep it in perspective. However, it feels like the 30's in the Palm Beaches this morning and I've lost those zillion pairs of gloves I sported while hanging out in Ohio for a few years. Had a pair in every material, color and style. Yeah, I tend to go overboard, but that's another blog.Back to the frigid-fingers...stuffed one hand into a pocket and utilized the doggie-goody-bag as a glove while holding the leash as the Cavi-Girl, Reggie, sniffed and stepped along considering her morning biz.
Did I mention the word brilliant? Worked like a charm. I recommend it and I may even go back to the Pool Deck and snatch a few extras to use while washing dishes. KIDDING! I don't 'do' dishes, I just put them on the floor and Reggie licks 'em clean. KIDDING!!
Oh, isn't that shade of green divine? Indeed!
See ya 'round the beaches!
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
CUDDLY KITTIES, SNOW DOG AND DIVA DOG
Salud, Kids!
Brrr, much cooler weather today in South Florida.
These two crazy Miami kitties are already snuggled and braced for it. Looks so inviting I just want to nestle in with them. Goes without saying that compared to other states the weather isn't that chilly, but don't tell these kids, just let them enjoy the snuggle.
Of course, Crooks and Kaeda are always keeping each other company while caregivers, Brandon and Brittany, keep their busy Miami schedule. Cats don't care if you are in law school, they want food and a nice place to nest. They have the nest, I just hope the food part is coming through for 'em.
Wait, take a closer look at that snap. Yeah, no food worries.
Some of you know I did a little blog called, Cavalier King Charles Diva. After nearly 400 posts I moved on and here we are. Odd though. Suddenly, that site is getting hit with all sorts of spam. See, the entries are still out there as I don't want to lose them. Just strange, but then again there is so much spam it's probably not that unusual, plus some of that spam is SPAMMINGLY interesting.
Here sits, Murphy (The Murph to me), that fluffy Minnesota kid. Now, that's serious COLD, but he looks so happy in that snow we think it suits him.
Reg doesn't even like to get her paws WET!
We've got a bit of repair construction going on, but The Reg isn't letting it bother her. She's just taking it in stride.
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Brrr, much cooler weather today in South Florida.
These two crazy Miami kitties are already snuggled and braced for it. Looks so inviting I just want to nestle in with them. Goes without saying that compared to other states the weather isn't that chilly, but don't tell these kids, just let them enjoy the snuggle.Of course, Crooks and Kaeda are always keeping each other company while caregivers, Brandon and Brittany, keep their busy Miami schedule. Cats don't care if you are in law school, they want food and a nice place to nest. They have the nest, I just hope the food part is coming through for 'em.
Wait, take a closer look at that snap. Yeah, no food worries.
Some of you know I did a little blog called, Cavalier King Charles Diva. After nearly 400 posts I moved on and here we are. Odd though. Suddenly, that site is getting hit with all sorts of spam. See, the entries are still out there as I don't want to lose them. Just strange, but then again there is so much spam it's probably not that unusual, plus some of that spam is SPAMMINGLY interesting.
Here sits, Murphy (The Murph to me), that fluffy Minnesota kid. Now, that's serious COLD, but he looks so happy in that snow we think it suits him.
Reg doesn't even like to get her paws WET!
We've got a bit of repair construction going on, but The Reg isn't letting it bother her. She's just taking it in stride.
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
DEAD SEA, STIFF-EARED AND CHARITY CANINES
Salud, Kids!
Whew!
Still working my Facebook 'Like' page for Bark 'r Howl and have twelve loyal friends sitting there with me.
Also, still trying to get some discussions going.
Tina, thank YOU for jumping in.
Kids, after you've looked into that Scruffy Chops (more on that below and I KNOW you will want to Bing it) shampoo, get yourselves to my Facebook page, Bark 'r Howl, The Palm Beaches, and get to cussing, er, discussing stuff.
Tina, shown here with Teddy, started a very cool topic on dogs doing charity work at hospitals. Good idea or no? Chime in.
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I have been looking into some new natural dog products for the Cavi-Girl. Shampoo being one.
So, I found one from the UK called, Scruffy Chops that claims to have Dead Sea minerals and what-have-you. I tell you, I love the sound of this stuff.
I don't know about you mutts, but my girl is constantly getting the stiff-ear. It is obvious, as you can see from the snap taken on the Pool Deck yesterday. Look closely.
Yep, the very tips of the glorious hair on her ears dip into everything and become quite stiff. It is a constant battle. Nice that she is good natured, but she gets annoyed with my combing through them and I get annoyed that I can't prevent the situation.
So, thinking of giving Scruff a whirl just to see how Dead Sea minerals will make those ears softer for the combing. But, what I am really thinking is how that stuff will work on human hair, you know?
Come on, don't be giving be the squint eye on that idea.
Listen, if they can market that Mane 'n Hoof (yes, I know it is not really called that, but I'm leaving it) horse shampoo for human use, why not Scruffy Chops for humans?
Note to self: Call the top-dogs at Scruffy Chops for a meeting.
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SAD NOTE-A sweet friend in Texas lost her beloved dog, Stella, yesterday. Sending love and hugs.
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Monday, January 10, 2011
All A TWITTER ABOUT TEDDY AND TASHA
Salud, Kids!
As you know, I have been Tweeting and Twittering about Bark 'r Howl.
Hounds, it continues to amaze me at all the pet shenanigans going on out in the universe. In a very good way, of course.
If you aren't Twittering (I know it is all sorts of dizzy), come on and Tweet with us, but NOT before hitting that 'Like' button on Bark 'r Howl, The Palm Beaches, Facebook page. You can also 'Friend' me at the same time, if you have the inclination and why wouldn't you?
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Big shout-out, or maybe I should say, bark-out to Teddy, that zany kid up and over in the Tampa area. See how absolutely beautiful he is? Just so fluffy, you want to squeeze him.
You can find him howling about important dog-matters in the, Penny Saver.
Woof and way-to-go, Teddy and Tina!!
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Will be running to Petco this week to grab goodies for the Cavi-Girl with my discount coupon. If you don't use your points card, you should, it means more money for dog treats!!
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Tried to upload a video of that sweet and fluffy uptown New York girl, Tasha. Failed and we were sad, but maybe Tasha can whine and wag her tail and get Natalie to put that thing on YouTube and THEN we can grab it, for sure.
Oh, totally lifted these snaps from Natalie and Tina, so hope you guys are cool with it. I have no doubt about that because you are both divinely-COOL!
See ya 'round the beaches!!
As you know, I have been Tweeting and Twittering about Bark 'r Howl.
Hounds, it continues to amaze me at all the pet shenanigans going on out in the universe. In a very good way, of course.
If you aren't Twittering (I know it is all sorts of dizzy), come on and Tweet with us, but NOT before hitting that 'Like' button on Bark 'r Howl, The Palm Beaches, Facebook page. You can also 'Friend' me at the same time, if you have the inclination and why wouldn't you?
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Big shout-out, or maybe I should say, bark-out to Teddy, that zany kid up and over in the Tampa area. See how absolutely beautiful he is? Just so fluffy, you want to squeeze him.
You can find him howling about important dog-matters in the, Penny Saver.
Woof and way-to-go, Teddy and Tina!!
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Will be running to Petco this week to grab goodies for the Cavi-Girl with my discount coupon. If you don't use your points card, you should, it means more money for dog treats!!
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Tried to upload a video of that sweet and fluffy uptown New York girl, Tasha. Failed and we were sad, but maybe Tasha can whine and wag her tail and get Natalie to put that thing on YouTube and THEN we can grab it, for sure.
Oh, totally lifted these snaps from Natalie and Tina, so hope you guys are cool with it. I have no doubt about that because you are both divinely-COOL!
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Friday, January 7, 2011
ROLLING WITH THE ROLLS AND LIKING FB
Salud, Kids!
Weekend Eve is upon us and we are happy to be back among you today. Major site crash yesterday. Whew!
After you depart the blog today, click those keys on over to Facebook. Yes, we know, we're blathering on about FB again.
However, the Cavi-Girl and I would simply adore it if you would go to Bark 'r Howl, the Palm Beaches, and click 'Like'. We hope you do, btw. So, we want to see you there, okay? We expect you to share your stories, photos, videos and such. We KNOW you have something to say. Feel free to talk about celebrities or other topics as well.
Nothing really perks one up while having Web issues than to step out and roam among the palm trees. Best part is that you never fail to see a Rolls or two. Rolling with the Rolls-iz-iz is one of our favorite things to do. You can't swing a dead battery without some exotic wheels.
Watch out though, click the iPhone camera with care, you never know if the driver/passenger of a Rolls will appreciate being snapped. Discretion is what I am all about. But then again, if you are driving around in a big white luxury vehicle can you expect anything less than to be snapped? Just asking.
Reggie, my sweet girl, loves to sniff this sign. I think she may be able to read after all.
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Weekend Eve is upon us and we are happy to be back among you today. Major site crash yesterday. Whew!
After you depart the blog today, click those keys on over to Facebook. Yes, we know, we're blathering on about FB again.
However, the Cavi-Girl and I would simply adore it if you would go to Bark 'r Howl, the Palm Beaches, and click 'Like'. We hope you do, btw. So, we want to see you there, okay? We expect you to share your stories, photos, videos and such. We KNOW you have something to say. Feel free to talk about celebrities or other topics as well.
Nothing really perks one up while having Web issues than to step out and roam among the palm trees. Best part is that you never fail to see a Rolls or two. Rolling with the Rolls-iz-iz is one of our favorite things to do. You can't swing a dead battery without some exotic wheels.
Watch out though, click the iPhone camera with care, you never know if the driver/passenger of a Rolls will appreciate being snapped. Discretion is what I am all about. But then again, if you are driving around in a big white luxury vehicle can you expect anything less than to be snapped? Just asking.
Reggie, my sweet girl, loves to sniff this sign. I think she may be able to read after all.
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
ADDICTED PAWS AND TROLLING TWITTER
Salud, Kids!!
Let's talk about Twitter. Do you do it?
I admit it is sort of silly and I zip in and zip out with irregularity. I follow some and am followed by fewer.
However, yesterday I was intrigued by the name of a recent follower. Toki Poki. Doesn't that just sound fun?
Well, Toki Poki lead me to other Twitter types and there is just SO much out there about pets and pet blogging that I had to zip off Twitter, again. All that viewing other Twitter-ers exhausted my paws, er, fingers.
Perhaps I will get back to it and dig deeper and share my findings with ya. Perhaps.
Besides, the sunny weather and blue skies beckoned and I moved from trolling the Web to trolling Flagler in West Palm with my girl, Reggie.
You know this factoid because you read the blog yesterday and enjoyed the snaps I snapped of dog-related signage and other shenanigans and posted it here.
Outdoors beckoned, that and the fact that two guys were here to unstop my kitchen sink. Yep, it took TWO and at the end of it they couldn't even explain WHY the clog. Very well.
Perfect weather day for dropping all things computer and grabbing a bit of sun and fresh air.
Okay, I admit that I took along my iPhone for a LITTLE Web browsing while my Cavi got her sniff on. So, go ahead and judge me harshly for being addicted. I'm TRYING to break this bad habit. It's HARD, okay?
The sweetest dog I know doesn't judge me as long as I take her out to enjoy her addiction...searching the shrubs and benches for contraband food crumbles.
Listen, we're all addicted to something, right? Anyone?
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Let's talk about Twitter. Do you do it?
I admit it is sort of silly and I zip in and zip out with irregularity. I follow some and am followed by fewer.
However, yesterday I was intrigued by the name of a recent follower. Toki Poki. Doesn't that just sound fun?
Well, Toki Poki lead me to other Twitter types and there is just SO much out there about pets and pet blogging that I had to zip off Twitter, again. All that viewing other Twitter-ers exhausted my paws, er, fingers.
Perhaps I will get back to it and dig deeper and share my findings with ya. Perhaps.
Besides, the sunny weather and blue skies beckoned and I moved from trolling the Web to trolling Flagler in West Palm with my girl, Reggie.
You know this factoid because you read the blog yesterday and enjoyed the snaps I snapped of dog-related signage and other shenanigans and posted it here.
Outdoors beckoned, that and the fact that two guys were here to unstop my kitchen sink. Yep, it took TWO and at the end of it they couldn't even explain WHY the clog. Very well.
Perfect weather day for dropping all things computer and grabbing a bit of sun and fresh air.
Okay, I admit that I took along my iPhone for a LITTLE Web browsing while my Cavi got her sniff on. So, go ahead and judge me harshly for being addicted. I'm TRYING to break this bad habit. It's HARD, okay?
The sweetest dog I know doesn't judge me as long as I take her out to enjoy her addiction...searching the shrubs and benches for contraband food crumbles. Listen, we're all addicted to something, right? Anyone?
See ya 'round the beaches!!
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
RANDOM RAGING RIDICULOUS AND RIDICULOUSLY CUTE
Salud, Kids!
What should a Bark 'r Howl blogger do on a random, gorgeous, day in West Palm?
Walk the sweetest and cutest Cavi while observing and snapping snaps of the ridiculous.
First, the ridiculously cute-it's the Cavi getting her sniff on as we walk and gaze at perfection along Flagler. I loved the drawbridge in the background. She just loves the ground. See how it works out so perfectly on a perfect weather day? Yep.
Next, just for grins and howls let's look at this sign posted on a building. PET OWNERS THIS MEANS YOU. Here are the instructions you dolt, here are the bags you doggie-do bagless double dolt and here is the waste container...no, not really. Tough. Go find your own doggie-do waste can. Off you go now.
Yeah, here ya go. Toss that crap into this dumpster. Go ahead and try. It's only ten feet tall, what's the ever-lovin' problem?
Saved the best for last.
This ridiculous sign in Trinity Park on Flagler was, obviously, drawn and ordered by a TRUE animal lover (hold on, I am TRYING to get my tongue dislodged from my cheek, but it's not working).
Um, when did it become naughty for a dog to do their biz on the grass in a park?
Okay, I forgot for a second. Dogs in the Palm Beaches don't do that sort of thing.
Yes, that's it.
See ya 'round the beaches.
What should a Bark 'r Howl blogger do on a random, gorgeous, day in West Palm?
Walk the sweetest and cutest Cavi while observing and snapping snaps of the ridiculous.
First, the ridiculously cute-it's the Cavi getting her sniff on as we walk and gaze at perfection along Flagler. I loved the drawbridge in the background. She just loves the ground. See how it works out so perfectly on a perfect weather day? Yep.
Next, just for grins and howls let's look at this sign posted on a building. PET OWNERS THIS MEANS YOU. Here are the instructions you dolt, here are the bags you doggie-do bagless double dolt and here is the waste container...no, not really. Tough. Go find your own doggie-do waste can. Off you go now.
Yeah, here ya go. Toss that crap into this dumpster. Go ahead and try. It's only ten feet tall, what's the ever-lovin' problem?
Saved the best for last.
This ridiculous sign in Trinity Park on Flagler was, obviously, drawn and ordered by a TRUE animal lover (hold on, I am TRYING to get my tongue dislodged from my cheek, but it's not working).
Um, when did it become naughty for a dog to do their biz on the grass in a park?
Okay, I forgot for a second. Dogs in the Palm Beaches don't do that sort of thing.
Yes, that's it.
See ya 'round the beaches.
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