Murphy had his first, big-boy poodle haircut today. I dropped him off this morning on my way to work, and he stayed there all day til I got off about 4:00 P.M. I hear he was a very good boy, and very cooperative. My only instructions were “not too poodly”, but I’m afraid that he is a poodle after all. See for yourself:
The day before the haircut. Notice the cute, shaggy puppy fur.
Poodle Boy. What a dandy!
Here’s what he thought of the blue bow they fastened on his collar.
Maybe its not so bad after all. He IS very soft and snuggly.
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Murphy and I took a little road trip last weekend to see Dad, who is working and staying with his sister, Pat in Elko, Nevada. The kid started out in his pet carrier, but it was really hot in there, and after he threw up, we ditched the carrier and were allowed to stay on the front passenger seat if we stayed on our side of the car on our towl. Which we did.
It was great at Grannny Pat’s (as John dubbed his sister who owns 12 dogs, including 6 poodles, two of whom are Murphy’s parents). Liberty, the newest, tinniest poodle puppy was a great playmate. But I’m afraid that the “family” rather corrupted my innocent little Murphy, and before long, he was smoking stogies and relegating little Liberty to lying at his feet. A little eye infection gave him a rather sinister squint, and I think I heard the other poodles calling him
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Looks like Emmett is taking after his eldest brother. (I also throw up when stuck in a pet carrier)
That picture with a stogie belongs in a musuem. Or better yet, in one of those annoying cutesy pet callenders.
Tonight, I am preparing what well might be my last Weight Watcher lesson. The topic? Positive Self-Talk. This is such an important attitude tool, not only in weight loss, but in so many areas of our lives. Week after week I hear (and say) things like “I really blew it this week” “I just don’t have any will-power.” “I just keep losing the same 5 lbs over and over again.”
Thoughts are very powerful things, and it has been said that you move towards what you picture in your mind. In other words, I am, not only what I eat, but what I repeat.
I tend to pay attention to weight loss programs and articles that I come across, and tonight I watched a program on the Worldwide Weight epidemic (already can’t remember what the show was called). They approached it from an interesting angle. In times past, we had to work much harder, physically to accomplish our day to day activities. Now, we have all of these time and labor saving conveniences. Don’t get me wrong; noone is taking away my dishwasher, washing machine, vacuum cleaner or car without a major, major fight. But communities, like the Netherlands, where people walk or bike more, have much lower evidences of obesity. Places where fast food is creeping in are starting to see obesity numbers to rival the good old USA.
A model community is being designed somewhere in Canada that will encourage walking, biking, hiking and healthy eating by making those things attractive and convenient. It looked great: I’m ready to move there!
Just wish I could remember the name of the place…............
UltraMom
You are so funny. I only have a 3 second memory. Is it, in fact, your last WW’s? I will probably call you soon to find out. Attitude IS everything. Love ultra ubi
I had such good intentions today. This was the day I was going to get all my mountains of paper sorted out and prepare for my appointment with the accountant for my income taxes. I was going to enter all of the year’s worth of transactions in my Money Program and make charts and reports to show my spending in different categories. I was going to start implementing some of the strategies I had picked up in my new book “Stop Clutter From Ruining Your Life”.
My actual day? I spent the morning chatting with Johnny, doing laundry, playing with my dog and eating breakfast. The afternoon saw some paper sorting, but then I had to bathe the puppy. And he was so shivery, I had to sit down and hold him, wrapped in a blanket, and watch 2 episodes of “Ben Stein’s Money”. Time to eat again, and I had to get a little exercise, so did the 3-mile “walk” with Leslie Sanson. Hadn’t played Bookworm in a while, and I don’t want to get too rusty…...........
I’m getting pretty tired now, and Murphy is ready for bed. I’m sure I’ll be more productive tomorrow. But then again, that’s what I said yesterday.
UltraMom
I’ve had much the same problem lately. I am now reading David Allen’s Getting Things Done for the third time, and trying to get back on track with following his guidelines. They really seem to work when you can stick with them, but the weekly review is hard for me to keep with.
And you posted, so the day couldn’t really be considered a waste could it?
My day today was just like yours...One of my favorite get alot of things done books is “How to have a 48 hour day”. Ya right!
This was the big one; the predicted snowstorm that had everyone scurrying for extra groceries, causing the local Walmarts to run out of essentials such as bread, milk and toilet paper. It wasn’t as incapacitating as predicted, but did give us enough snow for the boys to build one heck of a snowman!
See how proud they are! It is a terrific snowman, and such striking features!
Hmm. He seems to be leaning abit. What do you think, Murphy?
This snowman definitely has some balance problems.
It was amazing that, as the weather warmed and the snow began to melt, the snowman, instead of falling over, just kept increasing his tilt.
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What can I say? The “tilt” continues.
Even in his death throes, our intrepid snowman will not give up.
We pay him hommage. Farewell, brave snowman.
UltraMom you’re back!
I’ve missed you!
Wow, so much snow! I heard a rumor one of the other UltraChildren was in Japan now, but I thinkUB has been keeping his UltraBrother away from his friends...I’m not sure why...he must be ashamed of us. :-(
No, it’s just that he has a horrible facial deformity kind of like the phantom of the opera, and is rather shy. That or that I’m really behind with work, and he’s busy doing job interviews and having audiences with the Emperor and stuff.
Thanks for the comments! I’ve missed posting, but have been “dry” and very busy. i thought I’d ease back in slowly with some pix, but my computer is so slow that it took me over an hour to do this post. So much with the timesaving!
What a cutie!
What a fifi! Is he walking around all embarrassed now?
You take that back! He is a tough, masculine dog, and he may bite you for that!
Hi,
My name is Murphy, I’m always getting posted about, but this is my first time commenting. I’d just like to say that in addition to being a fifi dog I am quite the Mary. The only way that I would even CONSIDER biting someone is if they stole my beautiful tiara. Glad to clear up any misunderstanding.
Murphy, what tiny feet you have!
That was clearly NOT Murphy. Why, he doesn’t even OWN a tiara. That would be very sissy. No, he has a very manly crown.
Put him on a piece of bread, so we can eat him up!! SOOOOO CUTE!!