International Dog Day

Man’s best friend has its day today –International Dog day. Dogs are great animals and need to be respected too, so thank goodness there is a day devoted to dogs!

Our faithful friend who stands by us no matter what happens and cheers you up when felling down or that happy face and wagging tail that greets you when you open the house door. Those are wonderful things to experience and those of you who have a dog know exactly what I mean.

Unfortunately, my best 4 legged friend left us a couple of years ago. His name was Sputnik and he was a Jack Russell Terrier – who could be a little terror toooooo!!!! But his name fit him to a tee and when I think back sometime and wonder who was in charge – Sputnik or me? Though without a doubt I would say Sputnik was in charge with his canny ways and sense of humor (believe me he had one alright!). He seemed to have a way about him that he let everyone know if you were liked or not and if not , it could be hell at our house for you, and he would give you the feeling it was time to leave – and I can say it worked sometimes too.

But a great doggy memory of him was if I went out and forgot to shut the door to the living room, and you can guess where he was then…. Right on the sofa lounging away enjoying life -Until I came home! I knew he was sleeping on the sofa because when I came into the house he didn’t greet me and so I could sneak into the living room and find him sound asleep on the sofa , and of course he had made himself comfortable… only the best for Sputnik – not some hard dog bed!
You can imagine him lying there his head on a pillow the blanket positioned just so and he was lying on his back with all fours in the air snoring away in a doggy world… a sight to behold until I said “ Sputnik what are you doing on the sofa?” Well, if looks could kill then he could sure look that way as if to say I was the bad guy for coming home and disturbing him while he was having a nice rest on the sofa…. His look said to me that I was an emotionless soul and that if I don’t watch out I’m in for trouble!!!
It’s my house and my sofa but he never saw it that way. It was more like Sputnik’s sofa and his house and he could do whatever he wanted to. Though I do wonder to this day if he could have spoken –what would he have said to me? I am sure it would be something not worth repeating.

He was also a real lady’s man. Every Wednesday afternoon if someone was home to let him out; he would promptly make his way down the street for the weekly 3:00pm coffee and cake afternoon at an elderly ladies house where she always entertained some of her friends and who was also invited to come along??? Right Sputnik! Those gals loved him to death and he knew how to take advantage of it too. If he missed out on that afternoon he was in a bad mood for the next two days as if to say we deliberately wouldn’t let him go and have some cake and be the main attraction. But the day came when the elderly lady passed away and he it seemed he knew that there would be no more cake and walked passed her house with a sad look on his face for weeks… dogs can be really sensitive and I know Sputnik was too.

That’s enough about Sputnik. Enjoy your dog and remember the great times you had with him or her because they love you more than you think!

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My Blanket – My Bed

You need a blanket for your bed to keep you warm on those cool nights. Though sometime that blanket doesn’t seem large enough for your bed when you are asleep next to your guy or gal who seems to be hogging it for themselves and leaving you stranded open to the elements. Life can be so cold!

I bet you all didn’t know that people argue at home about blanket hogger’s and other things in the bedroom. This is something that I never knew before either and I had to wait half of my life before it was reported by some scientist. My golly how long does it take those jokers to get their scientific evidence together???

I will give you some insight into this horrific problem. Maybe some of you may know what I am talking about here too and experienced it also.

The problem is the blanket bed hog (similar to the road hog).You have fought a struggling battle in the night for a little corner of the blanket to keep you warm. I can say that this can be a real chilling experience when it’s winter outside. Summer isn’t so bad because the temperatures don’t normally drop below 0°.

I think blanket hogs have a special gene in them that say: it’s cold out tonight so lets hog the blanket for some fun or they have gone secretly to some blanket hogging course on “how to hog a blanket correctly in 3 easy steps.”

And so before I get into bed I have to dress as if I am going on an arctic expedition so I won’t freeze in the night and my guy can enjoy the warmth of the blanket and snore cutting through the forest at the same time too.

It can be an eye opening and invigorating experience to lie next to someone like that. I can lie there looking at the ceiling contemplating life because I can’t sleep because he’s snoring and I am refreshed because I only have a small corner of the blanket, but thank heavens I have my arctic expedition outfit on for sub-zero temperatures which keeps me warm! It may not be romantic but hey I’m not freezing my backside off.

Plus he has asked me why do I put so much clothing on when I go to bed, because the bedroom is warm enough and that I am not going outside.
I have tried to explain to him the problem but somehow he doesn’t seem to understand that he is hogging all the blanket and that I get cold sometimes in the middle of the night. It is a hopeless battle!!!

Then I struggle for that little piece of blanket and my guy rolls over and says to me: stop hogging all of the blanket. That just takes the cake!!

As if I was the culprit and he was just lying innocently there sleeping soundly and I disturbed his sleep because I wanted a piece of the blanket. How can I be soooo COLD?

Or along with the blanket there’s the rolling over and taking up the whole bed leaving me stranded on the edge and then I have to get up and walk around to the other side and get back into bed. My guy wakes up in the morning and wonders -> why are you on my side of the bed? Of course he can’t remember that he was hogging the whole bed and blanket. Ohhhh, I feel better already just getting all that off my chest; what a night!!!!

But there’s something worse than not having enough blanket.

Can you guess??

Well there you are all snug and warm in bed and you guy or gal hops in with you and thinks “ oh, lets cuddle.” You think “OK” just what I have been waiting for!

And then the shock comes feeling like a lighting strike destroying the moment COLD FEET!! Now that can destroy any thought of anything because those cold feet are defiantly not on the program when it comes to being romantic!!

Like the old saying goes: Cold hands warm heart, Cold feet no sweetheart. Now that holds true.

So if you are thinking about approaching your guy or gal in a romantic way; make sure you have your special I have warm feet romantic socks on so then the other person knows that your feet are warm and that you can cuddle otherwise it can be a cold experience and that you don’t want!

Well, I think you all know now about the trivial perils of the blanket and so don’t forget to share your blanket and not let it turn into a nightly battle.

P.S: more will be reported at a future date here about the wonders of arguing in the bedroom.