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My Comfy Haven

Duff here. My part of the World has been very cold this year. I don’t like Jackets and buck like a Pony when Mom puts one on Me. I have heard of some of My canine Predecessors who simply stood still when The Jacket went on. They wouldn’t take care of Business. They wouldn’t walk. They wouldn’t budge. So No jacket. And sometimes going outside has been a Chore. Not unstuck.

I, however, have secret Hidey Holes. When the wind is up and We are out and about, I gravitate toward these Spots. On occasion, Mom follows Me to these Special Places. And is entranced by how Quiet and Peaceful They are. The last place We journeyed to? Surrounded by Bushes are Small Trees. Mom stepped inside My Haven and immediately understood why I liked to go to this Place. (It also had My energy and vibration, as well as My Scent.) It’s a happy place and I was Glad to share. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You have Special Places to go visit? Perhaps a lake. Or a little cubby. Maybe a Small Cave. I say: Share these Spots with others. Rest, relax and revel. Your Friends will enjoy Them as much as You do. And will understand even More about You.  That’s living unstuck. #unstuck-living#special-places

Magic is always pushing and drawing and making things out of nothing.

—Frances Hodgson Burnett, The Secret Garden

Ph.D. or PH. Doggie

Duff here. As You recall, I am the CEO (Canine Executive Officer) of Unstuck Living. And as such, I have many duties, mostly keeping Mom company and being a strong Supporter of the Business. Oh, the powerful meetings We have! She talks earnestly about the variety of Projects We are working on, and I agree or Disagree as I see fit. When I am not on the Same Page as She is, I lay down and put My Paws over My Eyes. This action is a sure sign She is off track and We change Course. Easy enough. Living unstuck.

I am so excited. I was recently Awarded an Honorary Degree by a Client: Ph. Doggie. The client remembered when She faced many Challenges, some appearing insurmountable. When She was in Distress, I would gaze at Her and stand up. Then Sigh and go to Her Chair, asking permission to hop up on the Recliner to provide comfort and Support. I was Not trained, but always knew exactly the Right Moment for This. And I did My job well. For that, I am now known as Ph. Doggie. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You know the Precise Moment to help another? Or are You Unsure? I say: Follow My lead and go Where Your Heart tells You. You’ll never be Wrong. I have found this to be True. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#compassion-for-others

It is not how much we give, but how much love we put into the giving.

—Mother Theresa

Helping Each Other

Duff here. We are still in Recovery Mode from Our last snowstorm. The White stuff was piled very High with Drifts and berms. Around Our place, a kind Soul scattered some ice Melt to help clear Pathways. That product is fine for Humans who wear boots, but Not so for Me. The result? An absolute indignity. Mom gathers Me up and Carries me to an area clear of It. She means well, but I am quite independent. And I am not a Baby. The first few Carries were Fine. But after a while, I skedaddled down the Stairs. Living unstuck as a Fine Male Dog, with dignity intact.

The New Area had its own hazards though, for it was a sea of Ice with patches of snow and Pavement. I am mindful that while I have Four Paws, Mom is hindered in having only Two Legs. So as We cross this Challenge, I move along the Snow and stop when I reach Ice. I look back at Her to warn of that Slick Stuff. Once She is past the danger, We move along. She is clumsy at Times, and doesn’t have My balance of Multiple Appendages. We help each other. Living unstuck.

How about You? Do You get help moving through Travails and Trials? And then return the Favor as You can? I say: Participate in This Endeavor. It is a comfort for You and a great assist to the Other. It makes You feel Good, too. You might even experience a Warm Glow. A lift in Your heart. That’s living unstuck. #unstuck-living#helping-each-other

Winter forms our character and brings out our best.

—Tom Allen

Breaststroking Through the Snow

Duff here, We had significant Snowfall last week. How much? I would go outside, and once again that White Stuff was coming down. After a time, It seemed that The Flakes would never end. Kind of discouraging, If You understand My drift. But on the Flip side, My Winter Wonderland returned. I romp and Play. Make sharp turns and skid. Dive into Snow Piles and come out on the other side. Living unstuck.

This time was a Real Challenge, though. As I survey My world, I am 8” off the ground. The Mass of snow seemed Insurmountable. I would look over Plowed Edges and only saw more Snow. But I am Intrepid. I smelled a Scent I couldn’t resist. And Breaststroked through the Snow to check it out. I’m not even sure My Paws touched the Ground. But I made progress and reached the Designated Spot. Even Stretched to reach My Goal. Living unstuck.

How about You? Are You an Insurmountable Force? Or have You reached That Immoveable Object? I say: Never give up. What’s the fun in that? Be open to the Impulse of Exploration. I have found It brightens My life considerably. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#impulse-of-exploration

You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.

—William Faulkner

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

A Very Merry Christmas

Mom and I want to wish You a Very merry Christmas, With All the Trimmings. (You might even save a Tidbit or Two for a Loyal Canine. Just sayin’) Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#merry-Christmas

Pickup Time at Doggy Day Camp

Duff here. I had an Adventure I simply must Share with You. After a big storm, Mom came to pick Me up at Doggy Day Camp. It had snowed, then melted. In My part of the World, Roads turn to Sticky Mud. When I run through It, My Paws make a sucking sound. The marks I leave are a Sight to behold. To Me, living unstuck.

The Owner of My Spa came out of the Kennel with Me in the Carrier. Mom hadn’t brought the Outer door, so She was using her Body to block the Opening. I couldn’t escape to greet My Mom! But More Importantly, I couldn’t land in the Mud and spread it All over the Car. Mom finally gathered Me up, and put Me in the Front Seat. I was so excited, I flipped Myself over, wedged Myself in and couldn’t get off My back. Mom was eventually Helpful (after a Giggle or two) and helped Me right Myself. (Santa will leave Coal in Her Stocking this year for doing That.)  Living unstuck.

How about You? Have You been in a Tight Spot, and a Friend came to Your Rescue? Or did Your Buddy just laugh and Let You work it Out? I say: Count on the Good Friends. They may Smile but will always come Through in a Pinch and give You a hand. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#doggy-day-camp

May you never be too grown up to not search the skies on Christmas Eve.

—Anonymous