Feb 22
Today’s challenge over at Mindloversmisery’s Menagerie called Saturday Mix – Lucky Dip is to write a Tautogram poem.
Dachshund dog Danby dashed down
dancing dune demonstrating durability determination
dedication due Dave Dangerfield
© Susan Zutautas 2020
Feb 22
The following is written for a challenge over at Fandango’s called Fandango’s February Expression #22.
Your assignment, should you choose to accept it, will be to post a story, a poem, an image, an interpretation of what the expression means to you, or to do whatever it is that you want to do based upon the daily adage.
This saying conjures up a memory from my past about a dog, a family pet, an Irish Setter named Liberty.
Quite often when I was a teen, my parents, our dog, and I would go for a car ride (usually for most of the day). That was back when you didn’t have to mortgage your house to buy gas.
Back to the point of this post…
We would always bring water and a dish for Liberty in case she got thirsty. She always refused to drink the water. When we would stop somewhere we would let her out of the car to have a bathroom break. The strange thing is that she would never relieve herself no matter how many hours we were gone. As soon as we got home however she’d race into the backyard to do her business. I don’t know how she was able to hold it for so long. Must have had a really good bladder.
Feb 8
Photo by Susan Zutautas
These pictures are for Saturday Six Word Musings over at Debbie’s.
I took all of these photos while in Dunedin, Florida. They are on an outside wall of Skips Bar on Main Street. The artist is Anna Hamilton. If you’d like to read about this wall please follow the link.
Feb 7
Sadly this week my good friend Charli said good-bye to her beautiful dog Bobo who is in the picture amongst the daisies.
The piece I’ve written below is for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.
February 6, 2020, prompt: In 99 words (no more, no less), write a story to the theme “a dog in the daisies.” It can be any dog, real or imagined. Push into the setting and as always, go where the prompt leads!
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Last night I dreamt about you. You were running through a field of daisies. Your favorite place. You looked like you were young, happy, with not a care in the world, and pain-free. You’ll never know how much this delighted me.
From the day you came into our lives, till the day you left us, and beyond our hearts have been full of love.
Oh, sweet pup of mine
I take this as a sign
That you’ve been thinking of me
Letting me know you’re running free
We will meet again one day
We will run, we will play
Aug 23
Aug 23
Linking up to PAWSIT Hop Saturday A new blog hop that is dog licious!
May 11
When I was a puppy, we’d play every day
Now that I’ve grown older, lie down is what you say
I’d still love to fetch a ball even though I’m ten
A few years ago, I was your best friend
I hope I’m not too old for you, and you get a younger pup
Get rid of me because I’m old and you think I’m fed-up
Dogs do grow older every day
Please oh please don’t send me away
I have arthritis in my hips, but I still want to play
Let’s go outside and have some fun today
©Susan Zutautas 2019
This was written for a flash fiction challenge over at Carrot Ranch.
May 8
Taking Maggie to obedience training school once week was a lot of fun for both of us and she really enjoyed being with all the other dogs. She knew exactly where we were going and got so excited each week to go to The Best Behaved Dog Academy.
She caught on quite fast and I was told by one of the instructors that once a Newf learns how to do something they’ll always remember what they’ve learnt and not to make them practice too much or they’ll get bored very quickly and lose focus.
Everyday we’d go across the street to the park and practice what we’d learned.
After class one day one of the instructors Gail Bishop who owned the dog kennels where we trained asked me if I’d like to come and work at the kennels with her and she’d teach me everything she knew and also teach me how to groom.
I started working there the very next day and I have to say it was one of the most full filling jobs I’ve ever had.
This was written for Six Sentence Story.
May 7
All my life I’ve had dogs. When I first met my husband he wasn’t too keen on the idea of getting a dog. We talked about it and decided to wait until our three boys were older. This way we would have the time to care for and be able to focus on training a dog.
For several years I researched different breeds of dogs, their temperaments, longevity, health issues, intelligence, and so forth.
My husband had a Newfoundland dog when he was growing up, and from the pictures and stories I saw and heard of Shauna, this was one of the breeds I paid close attention to.
In this book, there are over 150 different dog breeds. It covers everything thing from why the breed was developed to which breeds are suitable as family pets. Health issues are included and much more.
Newfoundland Dogs – The Reasons We Chose This Breed
Maggie Magz
A year before Maggie, our first Newfoundland dog came into our lives, I started my search. I checked with several Humane Society’s on a weekly basis to see if a Newfoundland dog was in need of a home. I contacted several breeders in Ontario, Canada, to see if they were expecting puppies.
I found a breeder that invited me to come out and meet with all of his dogs. He had both the mothers and fathers right there at the kennel. After visiting with all the dogs and speaking with the owners of the kennel it was decided that when a puppy was available to purchase they’d call me.
Late one Sunday evening in September of 2006, the breeder calls to tell me that one of his females delivered a healthy litter of twelve pups on August 22nd. I was ecstatic, to say the least.
After visiting and getting to know my adorable little pup I brought her home in October.
“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.”
— Josh Billings
Bruce
Maggie turned out to be a great dog, easy to train, smart, and a very loving dog. When she was seven months old we decided to get her a buddy, and we brought Bruce home.
Some people say that you should wait until your first dog is at least a year old before bringing another dog into the family, but personally, I’m not sure that I’d agree with this. Everything worked out well for us.
When Maggie saw Bruce she was so excited and happy. Poor Bruce didn’t know what to do so he hid under a chair in the kitchen for the first hour. By bedtime that night they were hanging out and having a great time together.
Waiting for dinner.
Dogs just want to have fun!
These two wonderful dogs were a hoot and more. We miss them every day that goes by. I think shortly we’ll have another Newfoundland dog to share out lives with.
