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In the midst of the birth process for Missy’s puppies, Tony was concerned that her milk had not started to flow. After having to bottle feed the previous litter, he was anxious at the thought that we may need to do it again. I shared that human mothers’ milk doesn’t usually come in until afterContinue reading “Panic in the Process”

By definition, a tongue-lashing is a loud or severe scolding. When I read the definition, the image that comes to mind is Sargent Carter from the 1960’s sitcom Gomer Pyle U.S.M.C. On the show, Sarge was often seen giving a real tongue-lashing to Gomer. While his harsh correction would have incensed most people, Gomer, aContinue reading “Tongue-lashing”

We settled on a name, and it fits him. Like his namesake, he is a smooth-mover and satin crooner. His beautiful coat is filled with jet black hair, but there is not a curl in site. He is the big, silent type. All the women love him, and he loves loves them right back!

I needed one more day of rest and refreshment. Thank you for your support and encouragement!

Today was all about grandbabies! Please return tomorrow for another post from Mother’s Finest Bulldogs.

Tonight’s post is literally a request. Please read all of the blog posts. Choose your favorite. Leave me a comment about what you liked, and share the link of your favorite entry on one or more of your social media platforms. Do you have a social account that I may in some way return theContinue reading “Would You Mind?”

The silly puppy sniffed, sucked and soaked a single, solitary sock from six-sixteen ’til six o’clock. The single sock sat still in surprise that the sleek sneaker screamed, “No soaked sock inside!”

“What’s in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.” – Quote from Romeo and Juliet by William Shakespeare Juliet asks Romeo a simple question, and follows with a profound metaphor. Her point is that names, in and of themselves, do not hold any meaning. Names, toContinue reading “Bruno Mars, Biggie Smalls or Mr. Big”

When the dogs have an accident in their crates, I use diluted bleach in a spray bottle to clean and sanitize the floor grate and the pan. There is no gambling involved, the solution is a winner every time. It leaves a distinct scent, and the dogs can tell by the smell that I haveContinue reading “Shooting Craps”

While I am no Dr. Doolittle, I do talk to our dogs and the puppies in the litters. I call them by name, and carry on legitimate conversations with them. They cock their heads, wiggle their tales, stare at me and bark in response. We don’t speak the same language, but we have an understanding.Continue reading “My Sheep Know My Voice”