Tag: Floey
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Talking with Floey about Forecasts
Floey jumped off the love seat in my home office, trotted over to my desk where I was sitting, and sat down next to me. “Mom, it’s been a week, and you still haven’t told me about the third thing you were thinking about during your getaway at your Christmas Mountain timeshare last week. Can…
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Talking with Floey about Peace and Patience
Floey came running up to me as I opened the door into our condo from the garage. She was so excited I had to drop my suitcase to give her a big hug. “Oh, Floey. I’m so glad to see you. I missed you so much!” “I missed you, too, Mom? Where did you go…
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To Hug Or Not To Hug

“Floey, did you see that story on the news last week? The one that said dogs don’t like to be hugged?” “Yeah. I saw it, Mom.” “Well, what did you think about the story? Do dogs like to be hugged, or not?” “Mom, it’s not exactly a yes or no question. I love to cuddle.…
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A Day to Think

Last Friday morning, bright and early, Floey and I had quite a discussion. This is how it went. “Where were you, Mom? You were gone all day yesterday – from before breakfast till after dinner, almost bedtime. Our friend Kathy was here to take care of Carolyn and Ann and me. She even took me…
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Meow?

Floey came running up to my desk and stood beside me. “I’m ready, Mom. Let’s get started. I can hardly wait to start blogging about my special word for 2016.” Floey was wagging her tail so hard and fast I was afraid she might knock the landline phone off my desk. “Okay, Floey. We can…
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Why in the World do I keep writing blog posts?

When I sat down at my computer to draft this blog post, my dog Floey came up to me, sat down, looked up and asked, “Hey, Mom. Why in the world do you keep writing blog posts? Just think about how much time we would have for walks if you didn’t do all this writing.”…

