A Christmas Miracle

I was surfing around Google Earth, when I came across this image. Upon zooming in, I realized that the bright light shining from earth, was coming right from my street here in BEACON Falls, CT.















See the bright shiny moon?


And of course, you know there is music coming from these festive displays of awesomeness.

Super Secret Meeting of the East Coast Chapter of The Fire Hydrant Club

Hi everybody! This here is Sluggo. I got a big favor to ask of you all.
See, yesterday was our meet up, and because Dad was out being a rock star the night before...




At a real brewery, he was feeling a little sluggish yesterday morning.

Mom didn't want to blow off the meet up, but she was not up for another clown car ride with a full pug crew. Since I am the most neurotic, and the one who would be most detrimentally affected by her absence, I got to go with her to the meet up. Talk about positive reinforcement for negative behavior.

In order to get away with this excursion, we had to construct an elaborate ruse. Since Murphy and Duke would be at the meet up, it wasn't a far stretch to say we had a regional meeting. So that's what we did.




Mom didn't get too many good pictures. Mostly a lot of fawn and black blurs with various colors trailing applied.











That's the Duke of whirl running past Murphy.




Here I am making a new friend.



Duke hired a "dancer" check her out, half out of her clothes.





Murph




Murphy and Duke


I got this cool reindeer in the grab bag.


So, I gotta ask you, please, if not for me, than for Murphy...




Don't tell Wilma it really wasn't a Fire Hydrant meeting. She'll be totally p.o'd.

Striking Resemblance

When our prize from Melissa and Emmett came in the mail, I noticed something right away. Do you see it? This post card was in the package.
Uncanny, no?




There was also a cute little business card.


Brigitte studied that right away. I think she is interested in getting custom made sweaters for us.




I was hanging out by the fire when the package came.




It made me happy.




I got acquainted with Mr Sock Monkey. Not long after that, Sluggo hired him.



He has already been promoted to Director of Meeting Scheduling.

It's All Good...Scratch that...It's All Great!

We all went to see my beloved Dr Ericson for mine and Brigittes acupuncture appointments the other day. There are hardly any pictures because Mom gave up trying to document the circus that is her trying to manage 3 totally out of control pugs. Brigitte is always so excited that as soon as she hears Dr Ericsons voice she starts the woo,woo, woo's. Sluggo is busy hiding behind Mom and growling at any other dog in the waiting area. These behaviors result in our being shuffled away to an exam room to wait in private for our turn. This is actually good, because then we get taken off our leashes and are free to sniff around and chill out while we wait.

Brigitte went first this time. Mom had been silently freaking out over a thing she found on the back of Brittes leg over the weekend and she wanted the doctor to look at it right away.







It is about the size and shape of a Lima bean and was on the back of her haunch under some long fur so you don't see it when she walks and she doesn't get furminated back there so it was hard to say how long it was there. Well, all the research Mom did led her to believe it might be a skin tag. This kept her from going to the emergency vet for a biopsy/excision over the weekend. It didn't stop her from worrying about the worst however. Ugh, parents. She should read my words of wisdom from this week and learn to relax. Well, her fears were put to rest when The good Dr said that it was indeed a skin tag and nothing to worry about unless it becomes bothersome. She said it may even fall off on it's own. Yea Brigitte!




So, as if that wasn't good enough, when I got up on the table for my treatment, Dr Ericson said that I felt great! She said that if she didn't know me, she would never know I had any issue with my patella. She couldn't feel any thickening in the joint, and the way I was romping around the room with such spring in my step she couldn't, in good conscience, take my twinkie money for a treatment I didn't need. So a few chiropractic adjustments and a lot of love and kisses later, we were outta there. No needles. Ordinarily, I actually might be ticked off that money wasn't spent on me. I don't mind my treatments, they make me all zen. But honestly, I am just so thrilled that I am doing so great, I let that go. Plus we got little bags of Hershee's Bison Liver Treats for our stockings from the Doctor. She doesn't realize it now, but there is no way I am waiting til Christmas for those things. AND, he was there, in the office, Hershee! We didn't get to sniff butts though, I guess he's a little uptight around other dogs. That's ok with me, as long as he keeps producing those awesome treats.

All that excitement and good news didn't stop us from being real (Mom's word, not mine) dick's on the ride home. We prefer to ride in the truck. The carseat leaves too big of a gap between the front and back seats in her car. So, here are a couple shots of us piling on top of each other trying to get up front...









I guess we kinda were being dicks.

Wilma's Wednesday Words of Wisdom

"Be a comfort connoisseur"

Now, I know, this seems kinda like obvious advise, but I am not talking just your casual creature comforts. I am talking comfort on a whole new level, gain an expertise in comfort. Case in point. Look at the following photo...




I look quite comfortable, no? I am, but wait, I could be even MORE comfortable.




All it took was a little more nestling and a more relaxed state.

You may also want to utilize assistive devices to optimize your comfort level.




For example my fire. Oh wait, I need a minor adjustment...



Ah, sometimes all it takes is just a little kick out.



Or a simple readjustment.

Having others on board with your quest for comfort can only be a help.



After all, being surrounded by chaos can only hinder your pursuit for the ultimate level of relaxation.



Sometimes they can go overboard however...



(Sluggo is actually asleep on top of me in this photo)

You will find that achieving your highest level of relaxation will help you in all aspects of your life...

Your wakeful hours will find you more invigorated.







Thoughtful contemplation will come more easily.




You will find a sense of overall peace that will emanate from you. Your friends may even ask what has changed about you.

So, I encourage you my friends, find that most comfortable spot you favor and think about what could make it even better. Seek the assistance of your people. That is what they are there for. Settle in, and just when you think you are as comfortable as you can be....take a deep breath....let it out slowly.....clear your mind of all things.....and find your bliss.

In Da Club

Evenin' folks. First off, shout out to my Midwest peeps. I hope you are all OK after the big storm.

We were all ready for some football tonight.

Specifically the game between the Giants and Vikings that was rescheduled for tonight after this happened

So we set off for the club

I got out my lucky football



You can't see in the picture, but Steve Grogan autographed it especially to me and Brigitte when Dad met him at Patriots Stadium.

But, our plans were foiled...

none of our channels are broadcasting the game tonight.

That made Dad so mad that he is not watching whoever is on Monday night football.

He is watching Intervention instead.

This left us with a little conflict...

"Hi Mom, is this seat taken?"



"How about a post?"

                                          

"Oh, I don't know. We could talk about anything"

                                         "What do you mean Wilma, that's not how it works?"

"Who says we have to have subject matter to post?"

"Mom, do you think our friends will mind that we really don't have anything to say tonight?"

In case you were missing him, Sluggo is here, but with his surface issues, he is limited to were he will hang in the club.

Later peeps, talk at you soon.