Frosty Treats

My desire to buy and make everything couture for my dog has been burning holes in my wallet.

Switching gears now. Home-made treats…To fool┬áthe little sucker to believe that he is being spoiled, when he’s really saving my moolah …ehem…for nice shoes.

Ingredients
32 oz. Vanilla yogurt
1 mashed banana or one large jar of baby fruit
2 Tbsp. Peanut butter
2 Tbsp. Honey

Blend all together and freeze in either 3 oz. Paper cusp or ice cube trays. Microwave just a few seconds before serving.

Note: Baby meat can be substituted instead of the fruit and peanut butter.

Obtained from the Show Dog Magazine web site.

Doggie Heaven

My aunt has brought up the issue of: what happens to our dogs when they pass away?

I really can’t say- but I’ll let you know when I pass too :p

Then, a few weeks later I came across an article where a priest was going to perform doggie-baptisms.
My auntie’s question is still in my mind.. But what do you think?

Do you believe that dogs have souls? Will they enter doggie heaven when they pass? Is it necessary to baptize them?

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I thought it would be interesting. I talked to my dog (literally, talked..) And as his head swung from side to side, probably trying to grasp what I’m saying– I spoke about my religious beliefs. What I believed in, and the positives about it. Then I asked him whether he wanted to be apart of it. He barked, and I took that as a ‘yes.’

Since I was in the kitchen, I turned on the faucet- grab hold of some water and began splashing it onto Fluff.

Now thinking in retrospect, I don’t know whether I went overboard or what.

Motherhood at a glance.

I am now more aware and afraid of motherhood.

As the buzz of the alarm clock rings, I repeatedly hit the snooze button. Agitated and incredibly grouchy, I swing the blanket away from me, as it engulfs the small, black and furry body, Fluffy.

Five minutes later and still ms. grumpy. However this time, I force myself to get out of bed, and as soon as the ball of my feet touches the floor– I walk over to the patio. As the sliding door screeches, I yell out, “go pee-pee, go pee-pee fluffy.” As he does his business, I walk over to the kitchen– boil some water and make coffee.

Thank goodness for that because now, I can finally begin the day. Awake. But wait, there’s more!

I have to cook food for Fluffy; rice, chicken broth, and chicken chunks. Then, give him a 30 minute walk. Although it is a nice bit of fresh-air, it is time consuming. I have less time to study or finish homework. Once the walk is done, I have to water and pick the spent blooms for my plants.

By now seven o’clock became nine. Time surely passes by quick. Right as I sat down to have breakfast– time to get up and walk to school!

Phew. The day can finally begin.
What came across my mind most was, if this is the time of my life where I am supposed to relax.. I don’t think so. The responsibilities that I need to manage is actually making me afraid of the REAL and true mother-hood.

Doggies Should Fly

Dogs on a plane.
I was particularly curious to travel with my dog this year. Airports, planes, car rides– all the way to New York from California. But I stumbled upon an article, ‘..dogs banned on airlines.” Aw, bummer.

Turns out that the flatter-faced dogs like bulldogs, pugs, and boxers have trouble breathing up-in-the-air.. (Makes sense, right?) Once the dogs are at a certain altitude level, they can’t breathe much — creating a high risk for DEATH. Dun-dun-dan!

The airlines that have completely banned these dogs are: Cathay Pacific and Singapore Airlines {:( my fav airline}

HOWEVER, what I found interesting is that American Airlines placed some banning. They only banned the dogs on summer dates of June to September.

I didn’t understand this. So the dogs are allowed to die on these days, but not after? I wonder whats-up.