Thursday, March 10, 2011

FOREVER YOUNG/my westie and westie-poo

I have two dogs, Ralph and Clyde. Ralph is a Westie, and Clyde is a Westie-poo.

My husband rescued Ralph from going to the pound, and Clyde was purchased at a pet store, a pre-Christmas present to me from my kids, two years ago.

They are the most active and bossiest dogs we ever had.

For instance, Ralph knows when it's dinner time, don't know how he knows, but he does. He then fetches my husband to let him know it's time to eat. While my husband is eating, Ralph sits patiently waiting for food to drop from his plate, or mouth whichever comes first, but to be honest this doesn't happen too often. So my husband winds up given Ralph something from his plate..  This of course makes Ralph very happy.

And when Ralph is tired, he let's us know it's time for bed. He pulls at my husband's hand, practically leading him into the bedroom.  It's nite -nite for him..

Now Clyde on the other hand speaks. When he wants a treat, he actually can say WAWA. This is his word for treat. And believe me he knows it well, and takes full advantage of it.

He also demands to go out, more then twice a day, and he doesn't like to( pardon my expression) poo-poo in the yard, he has to go outside of the gate, and into the woods. I guess he's just shy...or too modest...or he just wants to smell around, in case any other animals made their way onto our property.

And when Clyde feels like playing, he will run over to get a ball and drop it in front of you, and won't leave you alone, until you pick it up and throw it.  Fetch time for him....

But as much as these two dogs keep me busy, in fact more then my children used to,  okay maybe I'm exaggerating a little, I wouldn't trade Ralph and Clyde for the world, because they make me laugh, they make me feel happy, and they are the perfect medicine for a bad day....

 Ralph and Clyde are also the best of friends.

And because they are and will always be a part of our family, Ralph and Clyde will always be

FOREVER YOUNG/it only happens in March

Almost the end of the week, and another weekend ahead. Don't have much planned except to dig out my Spring and summer clothes, hoping the cold weather is gone at last. I really don't want to be confused any longer.

My body resents when it's hot outside, and I'm dressed in winter attire, and it resents when it's cold outside and I'm dressed in spring attire.... The weather is so fickle.

You don't know from one day to the next what to wear. This only happens when March approaches, a month that teases us into believing Spring is finally here...   What's a person to do.  And they say we can't make up our minds.

It's  already been a long long winter, and I don't want to see it return for a long long time....

It's not that I don't like winter, I enjoy watching the snow fall especially at Christmas time, and seeing the beauty of the trees dressed in snowflakes and icicles....A beautiful picture this makes, but some winters just seem longer then others, and some are more harsher then others... and this winter falls into the worse category.

I say this because I lived in the Poconos for most of my young life, raised my family there, and saw enough snow and ice to last a lifetime..

So I'm really looking forward to the warmth, and seeing the trees and flowers in full bloom, and the smiles on everyone's face, because everyone can finally come out of hiding, and enjoy the beautiful weather.

And for those who like the winter, well you won't have to wait too long,  September rolls around all too quickly, and once again you'll feel  the cold and can play in the snow.

But for now, let Spring fill the air, followed by summer and the warmth of the sun.