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Doodle Bug and Other Silly Nicknames for Dogs

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Today’s Stream of Consciousness prompt is, “bug.”

The first thing I thought of was Doodle Bug. That’s one on the nick names for our Treeing Walker (problem child) coon hound.

Her original name was Dixie Doodle. Well,  she probably had a name or two before that because David rescued her starving self when she was two.  Dixie Doodle, quickly became Doodle. A year or two ago, I started calling her Doodle Bug. I think there was a mom who called her toddler Doodle Bug years ago. What’s a doodle bug anyway? Just a sec. while I google doodle bug……. A larva of an ant-lion. And they’re not that cute. Except maybe to a mama ant-lion which are pretty like a dragon fly but very predatory.

Did I just see there’s a doodle bug song? Be right back…. Well, there is more than one doodlebug song. Both cute as you can imagine. If you like silly humor, this one will get your inner child dancing.

Okay. I realize I sort of stepped out of the stream of consciousness. But not really. I kept you informed. It was like a side stream, a detour.

My plan was to write about how nick names develop, especially with dogs. David calls Doodle Bone Head. That’s because he doesn’t want to be so deeply attached. Too late! And he knows it. But sometimes he calls her Doodle Bug, too. When I’m annoyed with her, I call her Doodle Head or Crazy Head.

 

Doodle on the bed (2)

Our little mutt, Marigold, named by my daughter 16 years ago, became Mary, then Mary Moo, then Mary Moodle (There’s a song I made up that goes “Mary Moodle, you’re not a poodle,” …. but that’s too silly. We also call her Moodle, or Moo Moo, or Mary Mack.

In case you didn’t know it, I’m crazy about dogs. AND I just found out my story about Jesse is going to be in this anthology: GONE DOGS, about dogs who’ve crossed over the rainbow bridge. Mary and Doodle are all we have left of the five dogs (two of mine and three step-dogs) from when David and I reconnected in 2011. I’m so happy to be able to honor Jesse’s memory in this book which should be out by Christmas.

Jesse didn’t  have as many nick names. Jesso, Jetz, and Jesse Boy are the only ones I recall. He was my boyfriend, my best friend, especially during the single, celibate years. Here’s a picture you might have seen before of Jesse howling (to a siren) with Mary Moo in the background several years ago.

jesse howling

This is David and I walking the pack back in 2013.

Walkin the Pack in June 2013

Mary Moo, Jesse Boy, Oreo, Beep, and Doodle Bug

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Are You Going to Eat That?

Dave and Doodle on sugar loaf (2)

You stopped eating! That means you’re done. My turn!

I’m not done eating, Doodle.  I’m looking at the computer.

But you stopped! You must be full. I’m starving. Give me the rest!

People don’t eat like dogs. We take our time.

Maybe that’s because you never been starving. I thought I was going to die in the before time.

You’re okay now, Doodle. David says you’re getting fat.

Bowooooo!  No way! Are you going to eat that or not?

I’m still eating. Be patient.

You’re staring at that thing like there’s food in there. You’re gonna save me some right? You have to. That’s the deal.

I’ll save you some Doodle. I always do.

Because I’m a good dog.

Yeah, right. Okay.

Save me all of it. And let me lick the bowl.

Just a minute. See, I’m eating.

Well, why are you taking so long? Just give me a bite.

You know you’re not supposed to eat from the table. I’m almost done.

Don’t let Mary have any. I’m the best dog. See, I’m in my room. I’m waiting.

Marigold’s sleeping. I guess you can have the rest in your room.

In my room! Yes! See, I”m sitting. I’m good!

Okay, Doodle, here you go. Clean it up good.

Yes! Yes!

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My step dog, Doodle, was rescued from the streets of starvation nine years ago by my husband David. When she watches me eat, her eyes shift back and forth from my food to my face. She does the same thing looking at the dog biscuits on top of the refrigerator when she thinks it’s time for a “cookie.” (Yes, I know she’s spoiled.) She loves people, but being obsessed with food, she is competitive with other dogs. Her coon hound baying is so loud, it can even wake up Marigold the mutt who is 16 and practically deaf.

If you like dogs, you’ll find a pack of ’em (including Doodle and Mary) in my book,

Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again.

Doodle and Mary

Doodle w foot on head (2)

Did I hear the refrigerator door open?

This post was inspired by Mary Melange and her talk with Ziva:

https://maryjmelange.wordpress.com/2018/05/19/socs-miss-downtrodden/


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Remember ALL the Heroes

Song Lyric Sunday

Today’s Song Lyric Sunday theme is “let go.” Since I had a let go song in Thursday’s post, and since we are allowed to go our own way, I’m doing something different. Can you imagine having to let go of  a loyal companion who gave everything?  This memorial day, let’s remember ALL the heroes.

While I do not agree with animals being used to fight our wars, the fact is, they are. They deserve to be remembered for their loyalty and courage, along with all the people who gave their lives.

I discovered the song,”Run,” in the following video. The chorus and lyric video are posted below.  “Run” was written by Gary Lightbody, Nathan Connolly, Mark Mcclelland, and Iain Archer, Jonathan Quinn.

 

Light up, Light up

As if you have a choice

Even if you cannot hear my voice

I’ll be right beside you, dear.

Louder, louder

And we’ll run for our lives

I can hardly speak. I understand

why you can’t raise your voice to say….

 

 

This song made me cry so I had to go find happy tears. I hope you enjoy the next video of a military service dog being reunited with his soldier.

Thank you to Mission K 9 Rescue for helping dogs get back with those they love.

 


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No More Chains

dog running

The fence is falling down in the backyard of what used to be my parents’ house.  To be more accurate, it’s pretty much useless in the way back jungly part where the poison ivy has returned.

In trying to decide what to do about the fence, my husband and I discussed options. He’s been great about not telling me what to do since I told him that was a pet peeve of mine when we were dating. So, I asked him what he would do if it was all up to him. First he helped me clarify that my plan A is to eventually sell the house and not to put too much money into it outside of getting the bathroom redone. After that was clarified, he said he would do nothing and leave the dilapidated fence like it was.

This felt like a terrible option for me. As we talked, the reason came to the surface. When I was in elementary school, we had a dog named Hoppy. He was a Newfoundland/German Shepherd mix but looked something like a Gordon Setter.  Since we lived in military housing, Hoppy didn’t have a fenced in yard. He had a chain attached to his dog house. Dad let him run loose at night when we were stationed in California and took him to the canyon on weekends to run.  When we moved to Philadelphia and Dad went to Vietnam, Hoppy didn’t get much exercise. It’s not like I ignored him, but I didn’t walk him much because I was afraid he might get away from me. My biggest wish was that Hoppy could have a fenced in back yard so he wouldn’t have to be on a chain.  He did have a yard for three months when we stayed with my sister in Michigan, but then we moved  to New York and Hoppy went back on the chain.   I’d sit inside his dog house with him for hours and make up stories in my head, including the fenced yard fantasy.

While Dad was still in Vietnam, my mom who suffered from depression, told me a story about a sick little girl who needed Hoppy more than I did. She said they had a big fenced yard for him to run in.  I had to believe her.

Dad retired from the Marine Corps when I was 13. I was excited that we bought a house with a fenced in back yard for our new dog, Lobo, who lived most of his life in that big back yard plus walks around the neighborhood.  I wish Hoppy could have had that kind of life. When I bought a house of my own, having a fenced in back yard was the number one priority. Is it any wonder that the house I live in today has a fence in the back and the front?

Now, I’ve inherited my parents’ house with the fallen fence. When I think about selling that house, I think about a girl (or a boy, or a family) who might have a dog who needs a fenced in yard. And when I think about heaven, I see a lush green meadow with all the dogs I’ve ever loved running to meet me with Hoppy in the lead.

 


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For the Dogs: Two Stories of Compassion

First, a story of miraculous healing. It  may be a little hard to watch at the very beginning, but it soon gets better and has a  happy ending.  I love how people didn’t give up on Thor and how he never gave up on himself.

 

This next story is about saving the abandoned dogs of Chernobyl. Some were hunted and killed by government officials. The survivors have been on their own for multiple generations, yet many are still friendly to humans.  I’m so thankful that the people of the Clean Futures Fund are stepping up to take care of these dogs.

 

Got good news? Feel free to share in the comments!

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One-Liner Wednesday: Dogs in Heaven

Rainbow Bridge

 

God will prepare everything for our perfect happiness in heaven, and if it takes my dog being there, I believe he’ll be there.

Rev. Billy Graham

Since I volunteer most Wednesday mornings, I don’t usually participate in One-Liner Wednesday. But every now and then, I find something that floats my boat.  I know Rev. Graham is receiving a grand welcome in heaven, and I bet his dogs are there, too. Mine will be, too. I’m counting on it.
(The rainbow photo is from Pixabay. I thought it looked like the rainbow bridge.)
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One-Liner Wednesday: Dog Love

Love the dog meme

Dog love got me through the lonely years. Dog love was better than trying to love a man who was wrong for me. Dogs are always there for you no matter what, reflecting the unconditional love of God.

(I’m sure cats can help, too, in their own way.)

There’s a lot of dog love in my book, Trust the Timing, A Memoir of Finding Love Again. I’m giving away ten Kindle e-books on Goodreads!  Click here to enter before the end of February.

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Back cover painting for Trust the Timing

 

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One liner Weds 2017