Tuesday, December 5, 2017

Our Dylan

Hi All,

I must admit I am way behind on my blogging.  This photo  of Dylan was taken when he was a puppy and now he is 1 year old (hold the party)!  More recent pictures of Dylan will appear in future entries.  We named him Dylan after Bob Dylan.  As a nobel laureate in literature, he qualifies to have a dog named after him.

Dylan is a delight! Well, mostly a delight.  As a poodle (think Baron and Byron) in our household there would have to be a few glitches.  At any rate I wanted to introduce him to you before I chronicle his escapades.

More later - a lot more.

As always,

Monday, April 17, 2017

Heart Felt

Hi All,
I must admit that it has taken awhile to mourn the loss of Baron.  If you have read this blog you know how unique he was (see "Home on the Range" for details).  Our pets become an important part of our lives.  They bring such joy and love, and, in Baron's case, many challenges (i.e. to my intellect and patience).

I am having trouble closing this chapter of my life and of this blog, so I won't.  Baron, as Byron before him, will remain a part of it - in my heart, soul and laughter.

Future posts will focus on our newest member of Poodle Place and his oh so patient big brother, so stay tuned!

With sadness and a smile,

Friday, October 28, 2016

For Baron, Farewell Dear Friend

                                For Baron, Farewell Dear Friend

                Oh Baron, our wonderful mischievous big-hearted boy
                You have pranced through our lives spreading chaos and joy.
                Being with you was often a challenge, yet gleeful and fun
                Even if we frequently felt undone.

                You opened the cabinet, jelly jar and the canned soup
                 It was "only" a pop top but you found the loop.
                 The stove, cuisinart, computer too
                 Nothing was too big a challenge for you.

                You did not notice size whether large or small
                 Because your heart had room for us all.
                 The most joyful being to have graced our hearth
                 With wings and a smile you left this earth.

                  So go now, go without delay
                  Leap into the clouds - run and play.
                  Your unselfish love and courage, dear friend
                  Shall live in my soul till we meet again.

Sunday, February 28, 2016

Newest Member of the Pack

Hi All
It has been quite awhile since I brought you up to date on activities at Poodle Place.  Here is a picture of the newest member of the Poodle Place Pack.  Isabella is the queen of Baron and Blake's hearts, not to mention ours.
More later, I will leave you with the image of our pink poodle.

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Blake potentially sets a family record!

Hi All,
I know it has been awhile since I last wrote.
 Here is the latest.  I am taking an intermediate obedience class with Blake - our only obedience class (although he does receive private tutoring). During the 1st class it was obvious that Blake was the oldest in the class and one of the least obedient dogs. Nonetheless, the "professor", Connie,  told me he should be a therapy dog. Who knew? Probably because, while the other dogs were behaving obediently, Blake was greeting the humans (Connie included), tale wagging.  He has mastered apple polishing.
As class has progressed, Blake has done well. The only thing holding him back is me.
Connie just told me that Blake is doing great and will probably graduate to the advanced class.  To be honest, Blake is the only canine family member to get past the beginning class.  When Baron rook the beginning class, I encouraged our entire family to attend the "graduation", because Baron was not graduating and I did not want him to notice - bad for his ego.  We will see what happens.
All for now

Sunday, September 7, 2014

A New Plate

Hi All,
I have not written lately because I have had mechanical difficulties - which I mean literally.
Here is the update:  I had a "traumatic" fall which caused a broken clavicle.  For those unfamiliar with the clavicle it is also known as the collar bone.  I kid you not, someone thought I broke my back - untrue, thank heavens.  You can all vote or make a quiet speculation as to how this occurred. Here are your 3 choices:
1) I was thrown from a bridge table.  If you have ever played duplicate bridge with me, you will know this is not as unlikely as it might initially appear.
2) I was thrown from a horse.  This, too, is quite feasible.  If you have ever watched me ride, you might feel compassion for both the horse and my trainer.
3) I fell out of a tree birdwatching.  This option has led to much speculation amongst those who know me and my love of nature.  I have fielded questions such as: how high up were you? How did you get in the tree?  Was the bird interesting enough to be worth the risk?

As a result of my injury I now sport a brand new plate and 6 adorable screws!
All for now





Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Is anything ever simple?

Hi All,
I know it has been awhile since my last post, but sometimes life trumps blogging.  This is one of those times.  There is a lot happening at Poodle Place. You won't believe it! Is anything every simple?
On that note, both of the "boys" went to the holistic vet and chiropractor today.  Ok, so you think I am as nutty as my dogs? Perhaps.
To make a long and unpleasant story short, both the chiropractor and vet feel Baron needs additional assistance.  Are you ready for this, dear readers?  They recommended swimming!!!  While our heroine (ME - in case you forgot) truly loves to swim, I never thought of including Baron in my daily swim routine. Imagine the joy of swimming in one lane while Baron is dog paddling in the next!  Would the other swimmers object?  Baron is thrilled at the prospect of encroaching on my "me" time, and insists that poodles are welcome everywhere.
 When we returned home from the vet's, Baron ran to my swim bag and tried to eat my snorkel. Perhaps I never mentioned my swim routine?  I will detail it another time. 
After much discussion of the options, which involve yours truly (ME) standing up to my knees in cold lake water or colder stone quarry water, the vet recommended a special pool for dogs (no chlorine).  Lucky me, I get to drive approximately 2 hours round trip twice a month to take Baron for a swim. Monthly is ok, weekly is better. Why am I not excited???
Unfortunately, my friend Patti recently sold her house (and pool); I am sure if she knew Baron would need to swim, she would have reconsidered.  Anyone else want to make an offer to help Baron?  Before you jump in (pun intended), remember that Baron has NEVER gone swimming hence you may have to provide a life guard and possibly floaties or a life vest.
More later