The hag in the bag gets tagged.

I was sitting on the potty
Going a little dotty
In the middle of #2
I was feeling somewhat blue.

Sad that I had missed
(Could be I was pissed)
The birthday of Dr Seuss
What a silly goose!

This pic from HERE.

When on my Google Reader
I spied this little bleeder
A tag for the hag! that would be me.
From a Ms Tonks! this would be she.

"Well, thank you NOT!" I thought, distraught
At her kind and sharing thought.

Phoo-ey! Kahoo-ey!
I cringed. I whinged.
I hissed. I pissed.
I boo-ed. I hoo-ed.

Then I picked myself up
as Seuss would have too
And skipped away
from the hulla-baloo.

To quote the great man, who may or may not have had a dimple
but who most certainly, MUST have had a pimple -

Sometimes, the questions are complicated but the answers are simple!

So here are my answers
If you find them a drag
Thank the dog and the dag
who yelled out, "YOU'RE TAGGED!"
And let the old hag
slip out of the bag!


To describe myself in 7 words

is not easy but I will try

"I am old but not yet incontinent."

No doubt that will change, by and by.

As for my dog -

"She is young and can be impertinent."

But I love her that way, I cannot lie.


You'd like to know what keeps me up at night?

3 things!
The blog, the dog,
the snoring man by my side.

My dog would say [as you might know] -

"Pyoderma! Burglar alarms!

Not to mention,

 the snoring man by my side."

As for who I would like to be.
Why,
who could I be but me?
And who could Georgia be but she?

What Dr Seuss says is true, you know -

This pic from HERE.
Shout loud. "I am lucky to be what I am!
Thank goodness I'm not just a clam or a ham.
Or a dusty old jar of sour gooseberry jam!
I am what I am! That's a great thing to be.


What am I wearing right now is next!

Let's just say it isn't my daks!

If I told you the truth

I'd have to rate this post X.

The dog wears what a dog often wears

A face that says,
"Okay,that's done! what's next?!"

What scares me you ask?

Well, for a start

Questions like these
Are not good for my heart.

What scares the dog?

No food, no food,
no food and no food.

She's really quite simple
A dog from the hood.

 

Oh me, oh my!
How did it get so late so soon?

I've answered 5 questions! with 5 more to go.
But I'm oh so tired! from my head to my toe.
I hope it's enough! it really was tough!
I had a good huff! now I've run out of puff!

To end, it seems, I have to name
The one who made me play this dreadful game.
"Thank you, Shiva! I know you're insane.
But please oh ple-e-e-a-a-se!
Let's not do this again!"

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This pic from HERE.

dR Seuss!

[Yes, I know it's 1 day late

I don't think the man minds

He is quite dead.] 

p.s.  After some careful research into my bloglist to see who might NOT have been tagged yet, these were the 3 lucky names that cropped up 1st -

You're next!

+  The Dog Park

+  My life with the critters

+  Pippadogblog

  

You're off to great places, today is your day.

Your mountain is waiting, so get on your way!

BWAHhahaHAHA!

p.p.s. If you're playing and want to know the PROPER RULES, please click on Ms Tonk's link up top :)

What every child [and that man in emergency] should know about doggies.

In my intermittent quest to make this blog useful, I've decided to write this post today.

I came across this blog only recently. The lovely lady who owns the blog doesn't seem to comment much at all. But I fear I'm so enamoured of her work, I must remain her fan. By the way, she has no idea I'm writing this and I hope she has a sense of humour, as indicated by her drawings.

Her name is Lili and she has some of the best ever illustrations of dog behaviour I've seen. They're whimsical and rather cool. Perhaps more importantly, I think they're pretty accurate. [Full disclosure, as my American friends like to say : I'm speaking as a layperson. I've had dogs since I was 5, almost *gulp* 50 years, but have no formal education or knowledge of them.]

Below is some of Lili's work. This one is based on her own dog Boogie, who has one blue eye.

I'm sorry this is so tiny, but I had some issues finding the right size to upload. Click on the picture to enlarge.  Alternatively, for a 100% eyestrain-free size, CLICK HERE.

If you're a dogowner, you'll recognise the postures straight off and are probably having a giggle and awww moment.

If you're NOT a dog person, well then, the illustrations are even more for you. 

I live in a tiny suburb with one of the highest dog numbers in the city. Recognising doggie signals isn't just helpful, it's essential as we jostle for space on pavements and in parks.  

I can't count the number of times toddlers have toddled up to Rufus B Thumper, plump little fingers stretched out like tasty meat treats. I could understand why they did it. He was, after all, A Very Gorgeous Fluffy Bear Of A Dog.

But for the life of me, I could never understand why the adults let them do it. And why they got cross when I intervened.

Luckily for the toddlers [and me, The DogOwner Who Must Take Responsibility For The Stupidity Of Others and Rufus, The Dog Who Would Have Copped A Needle If Anything Bad Had Happened] - Mr Thumper was a gentle giant.

I've seen the same thing happen countless times with littledogs. For some strange reason, many people consider littledogs to be harmless though statistics often indicate otherwise.

Once, at a bus stop, I saw a man put his little chi's face right up into the face of a baby so he could say hi to the little doggie. He was just passing by and didn't even know the child. I don't know who was more startled. The dog, the baby or the baby's father. I think my heart just leapt out of my chest at that moment. Fortunately, the baby was not interested, the dog held its peace, and the man moved on.

Not so lucky was the man who bent down to pat an unknown doggie tied outside a pub one night and got his nose almost bitten off. How do I know this? I happened to be at the emergency hospital when he was brought in, bleeding like a stuck pig. I heard him say words to this effect, "But he was a friendly dog! He was wagging his tail!"

That man would no doubt have found these illustrations very useful.

In closing, and while I'm in my naggy fire and brimstone mood brought on by the passing of a gormless summer, why not check out Ms Tonk's helpful list of things we could all do as dogowners to make life better in the doggie community?

I think I might be breaking rule #8 here with this post. As for #6. Hmmm. I suspect Georgia might have something to say about that.

"Ahem. Excuse me Cushion but, are those MY brand new beef liver treats from South Australia you're handing out?"

P.S. If you liked the drawings, please go check out Boogie's blog where there are many more! Don't forget to say "Hi!" [politely as illustrated] to Lili.

As far as I know, she doesn't bite.

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More useful reading.

+  A short paper on dogs in society, from the Australian Companion Animal Council

Excerpt:

"Dog bites are often a human problem, associated with inappropriate selection of dogs, ignorance of dog care and management and inappropriate behaviour around dogs."

+  This might be a Wiki article, but I found it interesting.

Excerpt:

"Like humans, dogs that feel insecure may ultimately turn and defend themselves against perceived threat. It is common for people to not recognize signs of fear or insecurity, and to approach, triggering a defensive reaction. "

+  In case you're wondering what other useful posts I've written, here they are - 1, 2, 3. After only 2 years of blogging too! You can see I'm trying my very best.

"Here are..." [Some kitchen sink stories.]

It's February 29th! Although we don't have anything even vaguely interesting to tell you today, My Typist is determined we post something since we won't be able to do it again for another 4 years.

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Here are my friends Larry, Ted and Baxter.

No, I don't think they're related.

We like to look at treats.

It'd be even better if someone actually gave us a treat.

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Here is something we did 2 weekends ago.

We cut back our rampant grapevine. I wasn't allowed to eat any of the grapes that fell on the ground.

"Can I help?"

"I asked. You heard me, right?"

My humans made a big mess. Lucky they had a new broom.

Here's the broom.

My humans are very proud of it. It's handmade by traditional methods, has 2 types of natural bristles, weighs 1kg and cost 35 dollars.

There really is a sucker born every minute.

Here is a thorn.

It was in my side for 2 days.

I had a big hot red lump there. My humans thought I'd been bitten by a spider but since I wasn't foaming in the mouth or having spasms, they didn't take me to see Dr Dog and just put some pawpaw ointment on it. It's a wonder I didn't die.

Here's something a little nicer that I got this morning! It came by courier.

2 kgs of beef liver treats! Plus some free lamb crumble!

Here's when I finally got to eat a treat.

I bet everyone's going to want to be my best friend now.

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That's it then! Goodbye summer! You were crap this year but we're still going to miss you.