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Retirement Vacation


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Retirement Vacation

A “Vacation” means to vacate

The work, the folks, the place –

To leave behind the stress and strain –

Get off the treadmill; leave the rat race.

But what if you’re retired

And you like the things you do?

What if you don’t have to work?

What’s a break from routine for you?

A “Staycation” means to stay put.

You don’t have to hop in a car.

You don’t need an RV or trailer.

You can take a break right where you are.

Stay in your retirement spot –

In the beautiful place where you give.

Continue to play with friends each day.

Your Staycation is the way that you live.

Gather your toys and relish your friends.

Invite family to come from afar.

You don’t have to vacate to live the good life.

You’re living it daily – right where you are.

Jan Beekman

7/21/17

Bostons


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Yes, I confess, I am a member of BostonTerrierAddicts on its FaceBook page. We post pictures and videos of our dogs and do a lot of ooohing and awwwing. Our Taze is the “Tazmanian Devil with Ears”. As a puppy, when we got her five years ago, her gigantic ears were straight up at only ten weeks young! We were going to name her “Angel,” until we met her. BOING! BOING! BOING! She was a jumping jack! Nope, “Angel” didn’t fit!

Most Bostons’ antennae stick up straight and as puppies the ears seem larger than the rest of the dog put together. When one ear flops and takes its time perking up, some new Boston Terrier people become quite concerned. When is it ever going to straighten up? Ike, one of my favorite Boston Addict pups, is four and a half months. Isn’t he adorable?

Not to worry!! That ear will pop up soon! And if not, who cares?

Well, I think Bostons are precious with or without both antennae working . Don’t you find them irresistible, too?

My Dog’s a Nuisance


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My dog is a nuisance, an absolute pest.

With her in the house, there is truly no rest.

She buries her bones under bushes and trees;

She begs at the table and scatters her fleas.

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She flattens my pillow and sleeps on my bed.

I awaken at night with her nose on my head.

She runs us in circles; I’m getting worn out.

I won’t be a slave for this flat-nosed little sprout!

 

Errr, pardon, excuse me? But what did you say?

You ask if I’m giving my puppy away?

You’ve the nerve to suggest you’ll take her with pleasure.

Why, certainly not! She’s an absolute treasure!

 

      This is adapted from another of those old poems that my mom cut out of the local newspaper back in 1938 and pasted to a piece of cardboard that she tacked to the inside of her kitchen cupboard door.  We always had dogs when I was a kid growing up. The first one, Teddy, a fox terrier, was a house pet. None of them after him were allowed in the house. I think it was because we moved out to the country and the dogs got too dirty. I could hardly wait when Bob & I were married to get an indoor dog that I could cuddle the way I used to sleep with Teddy. Terriers are perfect indoor pets. Not too big, very little shedding, playful, and lovable. Our TazE is named for that little bit of devil in her – and E – for the big ears. When she was a pup the ears were just about all you saw! Since then she’s grown into them somewhat, but true to her Boston Terrier nature, they still are very prominent. (The better to hear you with, my dear!) She doesn’t have fleas – that was just a part of the whimsical poem – and she doesn’t bury bones, but she does occasionally beg at the table (I don’t reward it, but guests sometimes will give her scraps before I catch them!). She does run us in circles – and chases the bunnies that live under our porch. The antelope and deer know better than to come into our yard space, too. She’s a handy little guardian!

But no, I’m not giving my little nuisance away! 

A thief in the night


Serve up the mojitos, Mouseketeer! Sante’ and Prost!! Save one for me!

Cute Overload

This leetle Mouseketeer made a strategic decision to dive into the dog chow bag. Now what? Let’s hear it from Sender-Inner Shoshona K: “This little guy was in my dog’s food bag last night. Cute being his superpower & me powerless over it, I brought him outside where he is now, no doubt living in our mint patch making mouse mojitos.”

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