Seasonal Allergies

This may not be my best photo yet, but I had to sacrifice my reputation to share and connect with you.  As you know I am half Beagle and sort of prone to seasonal allergies (you should have seen my predecessor Maggie.  That pure Beagle was only good at breaking sneezing records!).  In this picture, as you can sympathize with me, I have been ambushed by mom and dad to help clean my eyes! I love spring and all the budding flowers and butterflies I eat when I can catch them, but my eyes suffer!  As luck has it, my human sister and Mom are the same.  So every year, in February Mom starts giving everyone who happens to be in the house local bee pollen (do not ask Dad for his opinion, Mom could hear and divorce him!) and our chamomile eye wash ritual begins when she hears more than 3 sneezes in the house.  As the season progresses, we...
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The Guard

My Mom is super zen through the day. She likes to deal with things rationally, systematically and with care. Unless of course there is no coffee or food around. Then things become quiet and dark!!! On such occasions, she becomes thoughtful, although I highly doubt she thinks about the issue at hand and instead wonders if raiding a coffee chain store would land her in jail. Mom also knows that some things we have no control over, which is why she puts pressure on her teeth at night. The kind Dentist Doctor Lady gave her this contraption that guards her teeth against her malicious jaw.  Not her best look mind you. Once she brushes her teeth and runs the household hot water supply dry in trying to soften the teeth guard thing, she pops them in her mouth and enters the bedroom looking like a super natural deity punished for her crimes.  Dad tries very hard not to laugh at her...
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Yoga With Oliver

As any working parent can attest, self care is the first thing to fly out the window when life gets busy.  Trying to balance work, children’s activities, endless departures and arrivals in one day from the same garage door, cooking, shopping, doctors’ appointments, family commitments, volunteer work, blah blah blah, then it is midnight and you notice that your running shows are still in you hand bag! One day, after I engaged in excessive whining and complaining about my exercise routine, my husband came up with a brilliant idea to make a room into our gym!  We save time, eliminate driving to the gym (thereby reducing our carbon foot print. Yes, must think green all the time!!!), can leave that day’s dinner on the stove cooking without interruptions and catch up with who ever happens to be on BBC all at the same time. So the first week, in order to ease my way into it, I had coffee on the exercise...
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Oliver and the Water of Universe

I wouldn't call myself an expert in meditation or yoga, but I do try my best to be mindful when I do either one! So I have a little meditation spot in one of the rooms and try to meditate with the door open so my little girl can see it and learn by association. The downside of this however, is the foot traffic or paw traffic as is the case here. When I am ready I start by lighting a candle, setting my intentions, breath deeply and hold a little bowl of water in my hands (I would try wine but apparently that is not a common practice) and off I go. If you don't meditate don't get jealous, I barely have time to comb my hair, so this doesn't happen very often! On one occasion I took my little girl in the room, set us up, explained everything to her including the importance of water and that we should express...
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Meet Oliver

 Oliver is a 6-year-old Beagle, Springer Spaniel Cross sporting shinny black fur with a white chest and paws. He is a dashing type of dog whose anxiety reveals itself through bum shaking, jumping for cuddles, loud greeting barks and a great need to kiss everyone. True, these are not desired by all and have been contributing factors in landing him at SPCA before he found his forever home; but we just love him the way he is.Oliver is just the sensitive type. He has allergies, separation anxiety, suffers from depression, stomach ulcers, slight arthritis and pancreatitis. However, his biggest problem these days is Lexi the Crocodile child. Lexi is now a one-year-old and arrived at Oliver's house when she was 3 months old. Over the past year, she has challenged his patience with stealing his toys, eating his food, kicking him off his bed, walking in front of him and chewing his neck for play or comfort!Much like any other relationship,...
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