What’s in a Name?

Good morning all you humidified people! The descent into your weekend has begun. Please turn off all cell phones and put your tray tables in the upright position. Ok well you don’t need to cut off your phone until you finish reading this actually….you know priorities and all. Lol.

The Furry Support staff is outside enjoying the early morning temps. Yesterday was so miserable and humid they didn’t stay out long when they did go out. Very unusual behavior for Jeb, who loves to be outside. Hopefully this heat and humidity will break soon! I truly hate feeling clammy or sticky!!

Remember in January and February when everyone was tired of the cold weather, even up to March? And remember everyone daring anyone to complain about the summer heat? Well I’m gonna go there…I would take three months of winter over just one week of this humidity. There I said it…and meant it. I hate feeling like I am melting. Much more of this and I will be a puddle in the floor…

I have been struggling with a few things here recently and I have begun to pray about it. And praying works, it might not be the answer you expect or want, but it does work. I know that God has placed some pretty amazing people in my life, a couple I consider guardian angels of sorts. I hope that some day I can be a blessing to all of them as they have blessed me.

I was scrolling through some pet photos the other day and couldn’t help but giggle at some of the names that were attached to these poor animals! Mr. Bubble Britches? Really? Shorty McPuggle?? Crystal Blue Love??? Seriously??? Omg it was hilarious! I’m sure or well hoping that these names are shortened so that it makes life easier for the dog and owner. My late husband Jeff bought Jeb for me in 2007. That afternoon we were going over names. I wanted something short and simple, because a dog recognizes not his name, but certain sounds that his name makes. So if there is a prominent “E” at the end of his or her name,for instance Sassy, hears the “SassSeeeee” Bailey hears “baiLeeeee” Beagle puppy hears “jethRo, those changes in sounds is what is heard. They key in on mostly the vowel sounds. Well Jeff decided he was naming Jeb and that all there was to it. Jeff was a huge Civil war buff, so He was going through all the names of Confederate generals that he could attach to this Corgi puppy. Finally he says “I’ve got it! General James Ewell Brown Stuart!!!” I sitting there with a blank stare thinking “wut?” After a brief argument I finally got him to agree to Jeb Stuart, which eventually was shortened to simply Jeb. Thank the Lord! He would have been halfway to Raleigh by the time I got out “GENERAL JAMES EWELL BROWN STUART!!!” In his early puppy years, Jeb also picked up the nickname Rabbit, because of his large Corgi ears. We used to worry about the owls when he was a puppy, but today it would take some kind of prehistoric pterodactyl owl to pick him up. Lol! He answers to Rabbit just as quickly as he does Jeb. Bailey was named by my daughter’s ex fiance and I’m almost ashamed to say he was named after a brand of cigarettes. I call him Meatball. Sassy’s real name is Sacajawea, but the name Sassy so well defines her that no other  nickname is necessary, except to maybe shorten it to Sass. Minxy’s name came from a literary character, but I also call her Wiggles because when she gets excited she turns into one big wiggle!

Minxy

Sassy

Pet names are often used to describe what perception we have of when the puppy is an adult, such as Brutus, Kong, or Thor for the larger breeds like Mastiffs or Rottweilers, or Fluffy, Tiny, or Princess for Poodles, Chihuahuas, or Yorkies. Some names are straight and to the point others a little more complex. Most show dogs have a registered name and then they have a kennel name. My first show dog was Wyndridge Matters of Elegance, but her name was Mattie. My second was Bent-Win’s Soul Provider, we called him Bolt. What can I say, I got him the weekend after I attended a Michael Bolton concert and had met him backstage. All show dogs have the name of the breeder’s kennel attached to their names. Sometimes there are even two. A friend of mine often collaborated with another breeder, so those dogs always had Bayshore/Propwash in their names.

Jeb

When naming your new puppy or even kitten, you can give it all the names you want. Just keep in mind that, even though it doesn’t care what you name it, don’t handicap it by giving it a name it can’t even begin to comprehend. Mr. Wiggle Britches McNally??? Really???

Please send in your dog’s name in the comments, especially if it is unique! And we would love to hear why that name was chosen.

Well that is all for today folks! Try to stay cool in this oppressive heat! It’s Friday so you know traffic will be a beast!

Love and scritches to the furry ones before you leave the house.

How about let’s keep that road rage under control people.

Play nice y’all….

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Stuck…

Good morning all you little worker bees! Hate to break it to you like this and so early, but it’s Monday again! As I am writing this that song by Juice Newton, “Break it to Me Gently,” is rolling through my head. I hope you all enjoyed your weekends and are now ready to face the work force with smiling, happy faces! I’m not! Last night my inner night owl and my inner early bird had a monumental struggle. Both won, I lost, resulting in maybe two and a half hours of sleep. Today’s shift that Cracker Barrel should be fun! I can hardly wait….zzz!

This morning the larger contingent of the furry support staff is inside waiting for the Corgis to finish their business. I’m not sure whose bladder was screaming louder at 4 am, mine or Jeb’s. As I let them out, everyone came running, but the others immediately went back to bed when they realized only Jeb and Sassy were going out. I’m sitting here drinking my coffee and watching Minxy lay on her back on the couch, chasing something in her dreams. I don’t believe I have ever seen her sleep like that. Maybe after seven years she has finally relaxed. She has always been the one on guard, ever vigilant, waiting for the ball to drop, ready to defend her people. That devotion to duty has somehow stunted her ability to just be a dog, but lately she appears to be trying and its down right weird.

I was very humbled and honored by the number of birthday wishes I received from friends on Facebook yesterday. The day was really nothing special. I was here most of the day by myself. I chose to curl up and binge watch The Closer. I love Kyra Sedgewick’s character in the show, kind of reminds me of…well me sometimes. We did go out to dinner last night at my favorite Mexican restaurant, Mi Cabana’s, and I did have the celebratory mango margarita. Other than that is was a quite serene day.

I had considered posting my friend, author, Lois Szymanski’s most excellent response to the PETA letter to the Chincoteague Fire department, but I have chosen to hold off on that until later. I want to wait until the dust settles and see what is left before I revisit the topic again.

Currently, I am suffering from a bit of artist’s block. Unless you have actually experienced it, it’s hard to comprehend the struggle.I can truly sympathize with writers who are on a deadline. The struggle is real! For an artist or writer it can be physically painful, resulting in headaches, sleepless nights, and stretched nerves. Thank God I don’t usually have to deal with deadlines or I would be bald. There is no way to work through it, there is no way to push through it, and there is absolutely no way to force creativity. If its not there, its just not there. I have found a way to help myself though and it is quite comical. So while I was experiencing the block one day I decided to clean my table, organize things, put things in their place, and make it look pretty! My kids will tell you that is a rare occasion! But I have discovered that when it is clean, it sort of drives me a bit nuts, and the urge to mess it up again eventually prevails and the block subsides. I’m not sure how a writer or even a musician would translate that to their fields, but it certainly kick started the artist in me. Yea, I know I’m weird….it’s part of the whole artist persona lolol!!

I am currently working a Christmas card design with the Love Chairs! I can’t wait to see how it turns out. Shirts, goodies and other items are available at Blue Crab Treasures in Chincoteague VA.

Well folks, I have nothing else to say today….its time to feed the furry support staff anyway. The ones in the house are starting to move around a bit, and they will soon realize that breakfast is 30 minutes late. Love and scritches to the furry loves. Its time to get up and at’em people!

I know its only Monday so….

Play nice y’all…

Ermahgerd!! Kerrerts!!!

Good morning my peeps! Welcome to your Tuesday! I kind of think of Tuesday as Wednesday’s ugly little sister. Not quite as obnoxious as Monday, but still ugly. Bahahaha! And welcome to the insanity in my head!

It’s raining on my little acre this morning, much to the dismay of the furry support staff. This has left most of them quite grumpy, as they all grumble their frustrations to each other throughout the house. One can only imagine what exactly they are saying, but I’m quite sure if there is any cursing going on it’s Jeb and Sassy. Their level of anxiety seems just a bit extra. So, yesterday evening I was puttering around the kitchen, fixing dinner, and putting dishes away. When I opened the refrigerator I realized that I had forgotten to chop up my carrots when I brought the groceries home. I took them out so I could complete the task.. First, let me tell you, my normally civil dogs will knock someone down for a carrot. They are a good treat for them, they are far less expensive than anything you can get in the grocery store, and they are healthy (FYI…my dogs will not touch baby carrots. I’ve tried several brands. After some research i discovered that baby carrots are soaked in a bleach solution and then in another solution for color). I took out my knife and cutting board and began chopping. At the sound of the first chop, Bailey came running out of my son’s room like a little kid on Christmas morning. The look on his face was sheer excitement! All I could think of is this cute gif with the little rabbit that says “Ermahgerd!! Kerrerts!!!” He sat at my feet anxiously as I cut them up, so I had to give him some. I believe he would have eaten until he burst. It’s funny how small things can be a source of absolute joy. Maybe I should maybe I should get those “kerrits!” out now to quiet some of the grumbling.

Often in life, it is the simple things that mean the most. Things that don’t cost a penny, can have a larger impact than any expensive gift. A seemingly minute phrase can somehow make someone’s day better. An occasional “way to go,” or “you look nice today,” can lift someone’s spirits and for all you know may have come just at the right moment for that person. I did an experiment one morning on my way to work. I smiled and spoke to every single person with whom I came into contact. The results were amazing! I only had one person look at me like I was the village idiot, but the majority of the responses were positive and genuine. Oftentimes, simply smiling at a stranger can make his or her day. And guess what, it didn’t cost a thing, except maybe a second of your time. What it all boils down to is, people may not remember or even know your name, they may not remember exactly what you said, heck they may not even recognize you the next time your paths cross. But they will remember how you made them feel! Try it sometime, I promise you will discover that it makes you feel good as well.

Ok folks that is all I have for today. Got lots to do before I head to my happy place this weekend. I will be posting a recipe for gingerbread dog biscuits on the Recipes You Want To Try site  page here shortly. Your furry ones will love them!! Throw them a couple when your done baking them. I mean, ya know, wait until they cool first! Extra scritches are in order as well!

Enjoy your day! I love you all most ardently. Let me know you are out there please by commenting or liking my blog. I’m leaving you with a look at my newest painting called “Two Hearts Healed.” Let me know what you think. It is still in progress, but I am loving it!

Play nice y’all…