Straining at the Leash......

I've always been a bit of a Free Spirit kind of guy........
You know, a vacant lot, field or park and I'm Nirvana happy!
Nose to the ground, taking my time, policing the neighborhood.
And, what could be better than the open road, calling my name?
Trotting the highway, sniffing at leisure, chasing the occasional game?
Clint Eastwood style, riding the range and running cattle.....
Eyes squinted, ears perked, watchful for the next bad Hombre.....THAT'S my path.

OR, it would be, if it weren't for the LEASH!
I'm weaving and dodging, chasing tail and sniffing the high life, 
when suddenly.....YANK!.....I'm stopped cold in my tracks.....HUH?!?
Life's realities hit me like a ton of bricks.
I'm a DOG, on the end of a WAY too short leash.
Mom's dragging me sideways down the street and Sparky's squirrel friends
are laughing hysterically.....Really bad for my Macho image.
Sorry, Mom.
I'll admit it, rules have always made me queasy and I HATE the leash.
Though a star pupil in puppy school 
(I graduated top of my class 2007 at Lucky Dog University)
when it comes right down to it I'll pick the other side of the tracks every time.
Chalk it up to my Terrier heritage.....We answer the Call of the Wild!
But Mom is hollering her lungs out to S-T-O-P..... and I pause for a moment.
Ponder. Reflect.
Now..... what would Clint do??
MICK'S TIPS: Keep dreaming.

Missing a Sock??

Have I mentioned Lucy's sock fetish?
The girl came to us last year with some really weird habits,
but her sock obsession takes the cake......
Family!.....Beware an innocent shoe change!!
Like radar, Lucy swoops in and grabs the dirty footwear,
racing off to her pup cave to enjoy a nibble or two before hiding her stash.
The house has a random confetti look, with Mom, Dad and Brother socks 
littered everywhere, and Mom yelling.......L-U-C-Y!
Of course, I don't really mind.....
The slightly sour scent of sweat is right up my alley.
But, an Alpha's got to have some standards, and you'd never catch ME parading
with a dirty pair of socks.
No, my tastes run to the real thing.....Briefs......Now there's a great chew!

MICK'S TIP: Wal-Mart sells a six pack of fresh ankle socks for $5.96

To Mom With Love

I LOVE my MOM.
OK, I've said it, and yes I admit..... I'm a complete Momma's boy!
Nothing makes me happier than sitting on her lap and gazing 
into her mysterious eyes.....
I'm not sure what she's thinking (or saying!), but I know she loves me too.
A little chin and chest rub......Aaahhhh.
Pure Heaven on Earth!!!
Nothin' says lovin' like a great belly rubbing.......
I want to cover her with the sloppiest of  kisses, all over her smiling face.
She is my forever Mom (stay away Lucy), and I hope she had a wonderful day!

PS.....Thank you Mom for ignoring my bad habits yesterday. Chasing the deer,
barking at joggers, licking your plate, snapping at my sister, peeing on the bed.....
(Oh, the shame!)
Forgive me??
MICKS TIPS: Mother's Day might not be the best choice for bed wetting.