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Glow of Happiness

When we recall Christmas past, we usually find that the simplest things—not the great occasions—give off the greatest glow of happiness.

—Bing Crosby

Duff here. I am a Canine and love The Simple Things. Bones to chew On. Other Puppies to play With. A new Toy? I’m delighted. Snackerels? I’m yours forever. A Snuggle or Tummy Rub? That’s the best. All part of living unstuck.

Mom shared a Story of a Christmas when She was Younger. And the Little Things that brought the Most Happiness. Her Folks invited three or Four other Families over to the house for Christmas Eve. The Kids hung out while the parents did Grown Up Things, like talking and Visiting.

But after a Time, five or Six card Tables were set up, end to End. It was Time to play the Infamous card game, Old Maid. Everyone, from little 5-year-old Kevin to 87-year-old Grandma Cullen and her Sister, Auntie Florrie, took part in the Festivities. The most fun was when Kevin got the Old Maid. He tried to be So Sneaky but gave Himself away. His Whole face lit up. Simple things and Living unstuck.

How about You? Do you have Memories of simple Things from Christmas past which make Your Heart happy? Or are You a Grinch? I say: Time to make Some New Happy Times and cherish those Good Remembrances from Days gone by. You won’t regret polishing the Glow of Happiness. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#simple-things-glow-of-happiness

Whisper Your Problems Out

Sometimes when I get mad I go to my room and whisper bad words.

—Buzz Feed, Teachers’ student sayings: anonymous 5-year-old

Duff here. Mom and I heard: Most people can handle Their Families for four Hours on a Holiday. Then They need a Break. Old grudges return. Sibling rivalry is at its best. Squabbles erupt. These Bad Feelings can build and build, until There is No Fun to be Had. At all. People are miffed. They feel Unheard. Unloved. And left Out. Definitely not living unstuck.

But I think this Little Five-year-Old Boy has the right Strategy. What would Happen if: When You get mad, You go to Your Room and whisper those Bad words? I do that When I’m out of Sorts with Mom. There are times when She doesn’t do what I think She should. A little snackerel? More walks? You know what I mean. When I get in a Dither, I go into My carrier. And mumble a few choice Phrases. I’m embarrassed to say: I can hear Her softly chuckling in the Other Room. The Nerve! But after that, We both live unstuck.

How about You? What do You do when You get a Set of the Hips? Bluster about? Yell and stomp? Or do You go to Your Quiet Place and get Straightened out? I say: Opt for the latter. After all, Santa is coming. And You want to be as Good as You can for the Big Day. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#whisper-your-problems-out

Remembering Who You Are

It’s okay. You just forgot who you are. Welcome back.


Duff here. It’s winding up into full gear for the Holiday Season. On top of My Regular Schedule, I watch Mom make Plans and purchase Gifts. She even made a list on Her Computer, noting what She bought and who It was For. This year, She got smart and noted where She stored those precious Treasures. We are both Shaking Our heads as She discovers Gifts in a Far Corner Somewhere from 4 years back. She just forgot where She placed them. Not unstuck at all.

She can also get too Wound up in the Season. That’s when She forgets Who She is, and becomes more Rigid. That’s where I step in and remind Her, “It’s time to Play. Time for a Walk. Time for Me.” Then She comes back into being the Doggy Mommy I know and Love. And I welcome Her back. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You get Involved in a project or a Season and forget Who You are? Or do You stay the Course? I say: Slow down. Check out the Scenery. Breathe deeply. And notice One Thing You are Grateful for, be It large or small. ‘Tis the Season. Living unstuck #unstuck-living#remembering-who-you-are

Simple Pleasures Wonderful Memories

Life brings simple pleasures every day. It’s up to us to make them wonderful memories.

—Bill Bryson

Duff here. Simple pleasures are a Delight. Mine begin when I wake, for I am grateful to see Another Sunrise.

I love the part of my Morning Routine where I stretch and rub My Muzzle in a Soft Rug. I have used This Device for many years, and It is showing some Wear. Ragged tufts where I have Dug In to Rumple it The exact Way I want. A great Deal of Movement to get things just right. I can then lay My head on the Upraised Spot and rest comfortably. What a wonderful memory. Sigh. Living unstuck.

Another Memory of a simple Pleasure is Any Ride in the Car. I love to see the Landscape zip by, Content with My View of the World. Even better if I discover another Canine in the Car Next to Me at a stop Light. Sometimes I bark a Greeting, but She-Who-Must-Be-Obeyed doesn’t support that Activity. Often, it’s a Furious Tail Wag and a Bounce Up and Down. Great memories doing That throughout the years. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You savor the simple pleasures, making Them into memories? Or do You go through life with Blinders on? I say: Open the Door to the World and let those Special experiences in. You’ll be grateful You did. I know That for a fact.#unstuck-living#simple-pleasures-wonderful-memories

The 5 By 5 Rule

If it’s not gonna matter 5 years from now, don’t spend more than 5 minutes upset by it.


Duff here. What a curious thought! Now, I have had Major Upsets in My life. Once Mom lost Me on the Hill. She thought She’d do Me a favor and let Me off My leash. Wrong! I got to wandering about, adventuring as I do, and lost Track of Time. She was calling and shouting, Bellowing like a Fishwife. But I have selective Hearing. (She was not offering the most favored enticement, Food and Tidbits.) I also realized this Problem was not going to matter five years from now. Living unstuck.

However, It did matter to Her. She trekked up the Hill, in search of Her Wandering Pup. As concerned as She was, She began to smile as She found Me. I greeted Her with a Wagging Tail and Turns in Fast Circles. She didn’t spend more than five minutes upset by It. But believe Me, I am on a Leash at all times Anymore. Well, most of the Time. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You have a Lengthy fuss and fume about Little Things? Or do You let Them go after a Short Time? I say: Life is too short to be Caught up in the Mires and Messes. Take a Deep breath and know all is Well. It’s the Best way to live. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#let-it-go

The Route to Happiness

The game of life is a game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, deeds, and words return to us sooner or later with astounding accuracy.

—Florence Scovel Shinn

Duff here. Boomerangs are tricky. Those gadgets go out, and then Zip right Back where They started. If you are a Canine, it’s not a fun Game. Back and forth. In and Out. Around and around. Nothing new for Me, but for the One Throwing? Laughter and merriment. The One who is Tossing think it’s amusing. And entertaining. They are living unstuck, much to My detriment.

Thoughts, words and deeds do bounce back and come Home to roost. Since I am a Canine, I can’t form Words. But I listen when Others speak, either to Me or each other. (Sometimes to themselves, but that’s a Whole other post.) The Ones who are Upbeat? They spread those Feelings of Happiness and contentment. I hear a lot of Laughter going on, as if They are sowing seeds of delight that return to Them. And there are Those grumpy Eeyores. Nothing can ever be quite Right. All is Gloomy. And sure enough: Their world is Murky Indeed. Not unstuck at all.

How about You? Do You send out Positives and get the same in Return? Or is Your Life a Constant Dismal Swamp? I say: You can change Your World whenever You want. Let the Sun Shine in. And let it glow through Your actions and Words. I guarantee You will Sparkle and Shine. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#the-route-to-happiness


Sometimes you gotta remember, everyone wasn’t raised like you.


Duff here. I am a well-mannered Dog. Well, except when Someone shows up at the Office door. Then I am all out for letting Them know how delighted I am to make Their Acquaintance. But normally, I am courteous. I walk to the left side of Mom when We saunter between Client Sessions. I use My Good Behavior then, stopping only to check out a Scent or Survey the landscape. (Mom doesn’t pay Focused Attention as I do. I miss Nothing.) Living unstuck.

But there are times when I see Rude Behaving Dogs. Barking as They ride in a Car. Charging another Canine or person. Acting aggressively for no Reason. Pulling Their Companion along as They take a Walk. Snapping at Their Master if a Hand happens to approach the food Bowl. I mean, really! I was raised to Know what to Do (and Not) and that keeps Me living unstuck.

How about You? Do You appreciate Others at times for Their stellar Manners? And wonder at times if They were raised in a Barn? I say: Observe, don’t judge. And move on. You and I were raised well. Perhaps it will Rub off on those Who Act Out. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#manners