Can’t wait for Friday night cuddles, from my munchkins. Good book + wine + 3 dogs = TGIF
Waking up every morning with these three, is heaven on earth!
Now I have heard it all…
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A 17th century flatologist studies a flatulent monkey.
Engraving courtesy the Wellcome Library, London. CC-BY-4.0
- So, scientists have compiled a database of animal farts. What are farts?
- Farts, also known as flatulence, describe gas generated or held in the stomach or intestines, and expelled through the anus.
- Farting is literally passing gas: the root word of flatulence is the Latin word flatus, meaning “a blowing, breaking wind.”
- The scientific study of farts is called flatology. Really!
- Those who have the ability to fart at will are known as flatulists, and have been entertaining people for more than 1,500 years. (And that’s just documented. Our guess is…
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This article made my heart warm. I just love a happy ending!
Daisy is a Japanese Spitz, and she’ll be two years old on November the 7th. For those who consider numbers propitious things, you may have noticed: she was born on 7/11. Those are two very lucky numbers. She’s a very lucky dog, too, I might add. A bit like the genie in the bottle, if you give her tummy a good rub, you’re sure to have an excellent day. Also a bit like the genie in the bottle, I sometimes (often) wish I could miniaturise Daisy and put her in a little box so that I can take her with me into non-dog environments and get her out, should I ever feel the need for that little bit of moral support.
I find it endlessly suprising that the Japanese Spitz is a relatively unknown breed, and not more popular. People who meet Daisy often ask if she is a…
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Yes, I’ve been missing for 2 weeks – all thanks to an adorable, little furbaby, that I’ve adopted 2 weeks ago. She comes weighing at 4lbs and 1 ounce. A pure bread pug, named Lola. As any other puppy, she is full of energy, loves to sleep, eat and run around the house like a possessed puppy.
She does this thing, when she starts running from one end of the house, than runs around a piece of furniture, and then she is off to the other end of the house. I call this “Pugmonium”. It’s best to get out of her way when she decides to go “Pugmonium”. And because she is a puppy and isn’t potty trained, and sometimes pees on the floor. Sometimes I don’t see the pee… before it’s too late.
Which brings me back to being absent for last 2 weeks. While running around the house, Lola peed on the floor, and I didn’t see it. Oh boy did I not see it! By the time I saw it, I was flying across the room, just before falling and breaking my arm.
Get a dog, they said… It will be fun… They said…
Fun… is not the word I would use… but this has definitely been a learning experience. I’ve learned to slow down and look where I step. And if you have a puppy in potty training mode, you should slow down too.
Otherwise, you may end up like me, flying across the room, before falling and you know the rest…
At first I was furious with Lola for peeing on the floor, but suddenly I’ve realized that she is still learning. She doesn’t understand what she did was wrong. So instead of yelling at her, I chose to pick her up, with my one good arm, hug her and give her a kiss. Then I placed her in her playpen, and went to emergency room for X-rays.
Yelling at Lola wouldn’t have solved anything, except traumatized her… and that is not something I want to share with my dog.