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Season of Opposites

Spring is when you feel like whistling even with a shoe of slush.

—Doug Larson

Duff here. Early Spring is a season of Opposites. Some days of Balmy Weather arrive, with the Promise of New Growth and Green Shoots on Trees. Mom abandons Her coat and life is good as We go for longer Walks. The Birds with Their cheerful Twitters are returning. An upbeat Feeling flows through the Town. More folks come to visit these parts and the Traffic increases. Living unstuck.

Then, Mother Nature springs a Brief Surprise of Cold Rain and Snow. I keep My Walks short during Those times. Or at least sidling Under Trees and other Shelter provided by shrubs and bushes. Mom is on Her own, but She has Opposable Thumbs and can hold an Umbrella. She even releases Me from the Leash so I can wander About, for She has found the Issue of a Shoe of Slush is not to Her liking. But We will take this early Delight, knowing Warmer Days are on their Way. Living unstuck.

How about You? Are You ready for Spring? Or focused on the Cold Slush in Your shoe? I say: Open Your heart and Whistle Your song. Or at least hum along with Me as We stop and start this New Season of Growth. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#early-spring

Happy New Year

Duff here. Mom and I wish You the Most Unstuck new Year imaginable. Here are a Few suggestions to make This possible:

  • Delight in simple things
  • Explore everything
  • Enjoy the view
  • Do what makes You happy
  • Greet everyone with enthusiasm
  • Luxuriate in naps
  • Savor the good things
  • Be loyal
  • Live in the moment
  • Love life
  • Live unstuck

These Concepts work for Me. And They will for You, too. Happy New Year! Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#happy-new-year

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

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


Duff here. I was considering Perspectives. You already know I am a very Small Dog. My View Point of Humans is from the Ankle Down. Eight inches off the ground. I love Shoes (They have such interesting Scents) and ankles (Socks have Their own appeal.) Often The Individual will tell Me they have a Canine, which makes My day. They are a Dog Person. Or They may let Me know They have Cats. And that’s okay, for I’m a Friend to All. Living unstuck.

But My perspective goes far beyond what I see and Smell. I am a Dog of the Heart. I know When Someone is Ecstatic. Or Sad. Or when Something from The Past is intruding, as an anniversary of a Somber Event is hovering on the Horizon. I notice Folks get down even when Remembering a Happy Festivity, as a Birthday in the Past. (I’m not much on Birthdays, but I do get a Special Treat to celebrate.) But I savor It all, reveling in the Highs and understanding the Lows. Living unstuck.

How about You? What’s Your perspective? Are You aware of what You’re feeling? And Why? I say: Pay attention to Your inner Self. You will enjoy the Positives and acknowledge the Downs, knowing They are all part of This Grand Experience we call Life. That’s living unstuck. #unstuck-living#perspectives

When you start looking at people’s hearts instead of their face, life becomes clear.



Duff here. I tend toward Mischievousness every now and again. Now, Mom takes Good Care of Me. And that includes Vitamins and other Supplements. One gem is a Hard tablet, which My Tummy could not Tolerate in Volume. Next step? Mom carefully whacked The Offending Pill into quarters. Smaller portions for Little Dogs that are carefully stuffed into a Piece of Meat. (This was the last Resort, for I rejected Peanut butter.) That’s living unstuck.

But for the Sake of variety, I decided to be Contrary. I wormed the Small Piece out of the piece of Chicken, and carefully placed it on the far Side of the Dish. Some Quarters were even tucked in Behind My water Bowl. Devious. But Mom found out about My Mischief. And promptly took other Measures to get the Product inside Me. I even smiled at her as She did this, laughing at Myself. Living unstuck.

How about You? Have You tried to get away with Something? And got Caught? I say: When You’re caught, acquiesce with Good Graces. You might even Smile or Laugh at Yourself. Makes the Medicine go down Smoother. Living unstuck. #unstuck-living#mischief

I think I have a sense of mischief and that I can laugh at myself.

—Eric Cantona

Smooth Sailing and Eddies

As I go on my morning walk, I pass a ditch. Small trees and shrubs line its path. Weeds and flowers are abundant. Sometimes it is filled with water to the brim, hustling along to a large culvert at the end of the road. It burbles and bubbles as it travels, paying no mind to anything but its journey. One time water flooded a nearby field, refreshing the grasses but causing havoc for the owner.

Then there are times when it is dry. I can see the bottom of the trench. It is cracked from exposure to the sun, not seeming to be useful to anyone. But once the water begins to move, this drainage area is ready to serve its function. The water flows once more.

Right now, there is movement in the ditch. Water is smooth as it glides along, rippling occasionally as rocks on the sides or the bottom interrupt its journey. Peaceful. Serene. Tranquil as it goes. But there are times when the water is blocked. Debris may pile up or the flow may narrow so much that there is no other place for it to go. Eddies are created as the water backs up, but are soon dispersed when the pressure increases and the flow continues once more. Drifting along to its final destination.

The flow in this ditch is much like your life. Sometimes, your world is filled with excitement and adventure. Just as the ditch when it is almost brimming over with water, you too have a busy life and are intent on your journey. Others may be involved or it could be a solitary trek. But the flow is rapid and quick, causing you to make snap decisions and move quickly to keep up with the flow.

Then there are times when there seems to be nothing going on in your life. To your way of thinking, your life is dull and boring. When this occurs, you might reach for a distraction: a food indulgence, binge watching a favorite series, picking a fight with someone nearby. Not necessary, but it can happen.

Your life can also move smoothly, with few ripples and waves to distract you from your goal. Everything falls into place, almost as if it was orchestrated. You feel calm inside. At peace. Content. Smooth sailing. But no challenges, so no growth.

Then there are the eddies. There are times when you have prepared and are ready for an event or occasion. Then life appears to stand still as you wait and wait. Almost going in circles as you watch life go by. But this is time for growth. It’s the opportunity to develop patience with yourself and go within, discovering the myriad of facets that are a part of you. What you find may surprise and delight you. Or again, you may move into being distracted and slow your learning. But much as the water in the ditch, the pressure of life’s energy increases. Your life picks up again and you are moving along, going with the flow.

I’m curious. What choices do you make? How do you react when your life is so busy you can hardly breathe? When it slows to a seeming crawl? When it’s smooth sailing and you’re going with the flow? When you come to an eddy? Take a moment before each movement and check your inner landscape. You can change it to what you would prefer and create another pathway in your mind. You can even have fun with your life, moving along with what happens. It’s all up to you. That’s living unstuck.