Tag Archives: Happiness

He’s grumpy…

June-Green

Maggie Mae here,

I think it’s safe to come back out now. I have been hiding because my “master” has been real grumpy, he said he got a virus from some punk kid that should of put that brain power to good use.

Well he seems better now that he has formatted and re installed everything.

I’ve seen friendlier grizzly bears,
Maggie Mae

Owney the mailbag dog…

Picture and story from: Flickr the Commons
owney

I was searching for next weeks caption contest photo and I came across  this photo and story. This to me is just one of a million examples of the timeless love for man’s best friend “the dog”.
Lonnie

Story courtesy of Flickr the commons

Description: Owney was a stray dog who wandered into the Albany, New York, post office in 1888. The clerks let him stay the night, and he fell asleep on a pile of empty mailbags. Owney was attracted to the texture or scent of the mailbags and began to follow them, first onto mail wagons and then onto mail trains. Owney began to ride with the bags on Railway Post Office (RPO) train cars across the state, and then the country. The RPO clerks adopted Owney as their unofficial mascot, marking his travels by placing medals and tags from his stops on his collar.

Creator/Photographer: Unidentified photographer
Medium: Medium unknown
Culture: American
Geography: USA
Date: 1895
Collection: Owney Collection
Persistent URL: http://photography.si.edu/SearchImage.aspx?t=5&id=3411&q=A.2008-42
Repository: National Postal Museum
Accession number: A.2008-42

Solo run…

Solo run

Lou Lou here,

OK so I thought I was ready, I guess not. Pictured above was my first solo run after a squirrel. That little varmint hit the tree and climbed just out of my reach and started chattering and waving his tail.

I finally understand what it feels like to be mocked by a tree rat, Maggie I feel your pain.
Matilda Lou 

Big surprise

Kangaroo

Hi,

My name is Matilda Lou and I think I’m turning Kangaroo!

The price of being an Aussie pup,

Matilda Lou

P.S. don’t let on that you know but tomorrow is Maggie Mae’s second birthday, keep it on the down low please.

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Maggie the narcissistic dog…

Contrast

Maggie here,

Because I like putting my photos on the Internet my “master” says that I am narcissistic, I had to look that up on wikipedia,  narcissistic

Source: wikipedia
DSM criteria

A pervasive pattern of grandiosity (in fantasy or behavior), need for admiration, and lack of empathy, beginning by early adulthood and present in a variety of contexts, as indicated by five (or more) of the following:[1]

  1. has a grandiose sense of self-importance
  2. is preoccupied with fantasies of unlimited success, power, brilliance, beauty, or ideal love
  3. believes that he or she is “special” and unique
  4. requires excessive admiration
  5. has a sense of entitlement
  6. is interpersonally exploitative
  7. lacks empathy
  8. is often envious of others or believes others are envious of him or her
  9. shows arrogant, haughty behaviors or attitudes

I only fit three or four of these.

Well I guess you could say that all nine apply,
Maggie Mae

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Who’s to blame now?

Caught in the act

Maggie here,

You know I took the blame for this. It’s always the dog that gets in the trash right?

I got my own digital camera now and I think a lot of things are going to change around here!

I’m going to get all of the dirt on everybody,
Maggie Mae

 

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My Family

My Family

Hello Internet friends from around the world,

I thought I would take a minute to tell you about my most unusual family, they are pictured above.

This posting came about because I was thinking of what would be some of the hardest questions to answer and what would be some of the easiest. Being a lazy man I chose the easiest of course. That question is, what in life makes you the happiest?

Answer:

Dorothy, two dogs, two cats, and two kittens, this is entertainment you can’t find on TV. The interaction of these animals and of my loving wife and myself is all the love and happiness that I could ever ask for.

More info about my family.

  • Maggie Mae: Athletic, Smart, Intense, Loving, Black Lab
  • Matilda Lou: SMART, Sweet, Loving, Aussie Puppy
  • Carson: Tough, from the streets, sweet to me but not puppies, gray cat
  • Ocho: Curious, Playful, sweet, independent, black cat
  • Spudsie and Claire: Two gray Kittens, Funny, squeaky toys for Matilda Lou
  • Dorothy: My gift from God, the part of me that was missing, my love

This was one of the easiest question ever.

Thanks for listening,
Lonnie

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Men, trained to lie…

JD 010

Maggie here,

Does this photo make my snout look big?

(Men think before you speak)

Pop quiz: Do you tell the truth and hurt my feelings or do you lie like all females have trained you to, you know the consequences?

Tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies,
Maggie Mae

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Nightmares

take over

Maggie here,

I just woke up from the worst nightmare I have ever had.

That little tree rat rodent had taken over my blog and was spreading pro tree rat propaganda lies to everyone.

Just to be on the safe side I’m going to check all of the locks and doors around here.

I may never sleep again,
Maggie Mae

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Dog climbs tree, film at 11:00

The Climb

Maggie here,

Yesterday I had an epiphany, after I took off chasing another tree rat squirrel and he hit the tree and climbed out of reach, leaving me looking silly again, it came to me. I need a set of those pole climbing spikes like I saw the telephone repairman use to shimmy up the pole out front.

That little rodent Mr. Squirrel would not be able to escape me if I could climb a tree.

Just one thing, I’m not sure how to get back down?
Maggie Mae

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Carson the Cranky Cat

Carson the crank

Hi I’m Carson,

They sometime refer to me as the cranky cat around here. The truth is I came from the streets and things out there are tough. You had to fight to survive and I had never even been in a house until they took me in here.

Yes I may let these dogs know that I don’t back down every once in awhile, and trust me, they do know that I am no push over.

I’m not really cranky, I am very happy that I no longer need to dig in a trash can for dinner and it’s very nice to have a warm dry place to sleep.

Carson the happy cat.

 

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