Tag: Floey
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Grinning from Ear to Ear
Floey greeted me as I walked in the door. “Hey, Mom, welcome home. But why do you have such a big smile on your face? I thought you were at a funeral.” “You’re right, Floey. I was at a funeral. It was the fifteenth funeral I’ve played the organ for so far this year. It…
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Playtime… Big Time!
I was sitting at my desk and Floey was lying on the floor in her usual spot, between me and the patio door. “Well, Floey. It’s been a whole week now. What should we tell our blog readers about your play date with your litter mates last Tuesday evening?” “Wow! Mom, I had the time of…
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A Litter Reunion
“What’s on your mind, Floey? You’ve been staring off into space for a long time,” I asked. “Oh, hi, Mom. I didn’t notice you come into the room. I’ve been thinking about tonight.” “Oh, yeah. Tonight’s your big night. You’re going to see all your litter mates again for the first time since your adoptions.…
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The Time Machine in my Mind
I think it was Albert Einstein who postulated that time is the fourth dimension – after length, width, and height. That intrigued me when I first heard the idea. I think I was in junior high. About the same time, I watched a TV episode of the “The Twilight Zone” that played with that idea.…
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I’m Getting Smarter Every Day
“Congratulations, Floey. You did it. You graduated from Intermediate Class at Dog’s Best Friend Training in Madison. I was surprised your teacher decided to award you your certificate, even though you will have to miss your last class. Apparently you learned everything you needed to know in five classes instead of six. Wow! I guess…
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Kindness or Foolish Generosity?
There, I did it again. Two and a half years ago I gave $5 to a stranger who asked for a dollar or two to buy gas to get home for Christmas. I was at a McDonald’s parking lot just off the interstate between Cambridge and Wisconsin Dells. This time was just a couple weeks…
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Another Talk with My Friend Floey
“Hey, Floey. What did you think about your new class last week?” Floey grinned at me and replied, “I loved it! When you first told me I would be going to another class, I really wondered why. I passed my class last winter with flying colors. I couldn’t imagine why you thought I needed to…
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I’m Looking Over a Four-Leaf Clover
One day last week Mim and I walked Floey to the farmhouse, about a mile round trip. One of the 93-year-olds we care for lives there, and Mim needed to see her. Floey and I went along for the walk. As we were walking across the lawn, my brother’s dog Lucy came running over to greet…
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