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Friends in High Places

Duff here. I had an exciting Adventure the other Day. I was leaving My office and there was a Big White Truck in the parking lot. You may remember: My Very good Friends had that same type of Vehicle in My previous Escapades. And I went All out in Greeting. I circled the truck, barking furiously in My inimitable Hellos. “Let Me In! I want to meet and Greet.” Living unstuck.

Suddenly, a Big Black Labrador Retriever stuck His head out of an Open Window. And Looked at Me. No sound. Just a Curious look. For I was about the Size of His Head. I doubt He had ever seen a Critter as small as I was (that Sounded like a Dog.) I stood on My hind legs to get a Better View, but it was to no Avail. My New Friend was in a High Place. Mom finally picked Me up and We met. I didn’t know what to do with Him, for He was much larger than from My on-ground perspective. But after a time I connected with My New Buddy. All was well. Living unstuck.

How about You? Have You had a Friend in a High Place? And were unsure how to Connect? I say: Give it a Shot. A wise man once said something about making new friends and influencing People. And I have found that to be true. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#friends

A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.

—Donna Roberts

One Day at a Time

Duff here. Mr. Lincoln must have known Dogs well, for as a Canine, I live in the Moment. I wake up and Am ready for My New day. And Who knows what It will bring? Autumn brings Those Dry Leaves that float and skip along the ground. I love to pounce and catch Them, picking Them up and shaking them Mightily. I cavort and Spin, thoroughly enjoying the Cool Breezes and the Movement of these Slight Ends of Trees. Adventures are Mine, for Right now is all I have. Living unstuck.

Part of My Job as the Canine Executive Officer is to help People remember: They too live in the Now. Of course, for Some, there’s fussing about the Future. For Others? Regret about the past. But as a Canine, I delight in the Now. Whether I am Basking in the Sun or playing with Leaves, I’m in the Present. I live unstuck.

How about You? Where are You putting Your Attention? Already fretting about the Holidays? (Some are, You know.) Or ruminating about The Past? I say: Let that Stuff go and be Here Now. I’d highly recommend it. It’s the Only Way to Go. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#live-in-the-now

The best thing about the future is that it comes one day at a time.

—Abraham Lincoln

The Dreaded Diet

Duff here. Six months ago, I got the Dire Proclamation from My Veterinarian. I was overweight. Heavy for my frame. In a word: Fat. Mom protested, for She is careful about what She feeds Me. Okay, maybe She was a little overly Generous in what She put in My Dish. But She was probably following the prompts on That Bowl, Labeled Good Dog on one side and Feed Me on the other. Totally understandable. And I am so darn Cute. How could She resist? Living unstuck.

But when She started cutting back on My Rations, I acted as If I was in starvation Mode. This Activity was complete with Soulful brown Eyes watching as She ate, each bite depriving Me of much needed sustenance. Her answer? To wait until I went to Doggy Day Camp for a few days. Running and Romping, frolicking and Jumping. My Canine Friends kept My Mind off of Smaller Food Portions. And I was Slim and svelte by the time Mom picked Me up. Clever Mom. Living unstuck.

How about You? Have You ever been handed a Do-This-Or-Else Command? What was Your end Result? I say: Go to Camp. The Experience will take Your mind off of Your Troubles. And You too can play with Your Friends and Achieve Your Goal at the Same Time. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#

I’m in shape. Round is a shape.

—George Carlin

A Circle of Protection

Duff here. Today was one of Those Grim Days. Rain and storms were rampant. A Friend would say: the Sky is falling. And I would agree. The Boom of Thunderclaps was enough to send Me to the safety of My bed. A Challenging Time all the Way around. Not unstuck at all.

But eventually, even I have to respond to the Call of Nature. Time to go out and Do My Business. When I did, I noticed it was Pouring. Not just pitter pats, but A torrent of Showers. I attempted a U-Turn, but Mom anticipated my move and closed the Door. Out we went. But I discovered a Secret. If I stayed Close to Her, there’s a Circle of Protection. No Moisture falling under a contraption She calls an umbrella. It’s a good Thing She had that, too, for while My Bladder is strong, I was at the breaking Point. I quickly found the Right Place and enjoyed Scenery for a couple of Minutes. Such relief! Now, that’s living unstuck.

How about You? Ever been caught in a Situation where You needed Immediate Help? And there was a Friend to lend a Hand? I say: Accept the Support any way you can get It. Take it from Me, the Comfort is amazing. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#relief

If your path demands you walk through Hell, walk as if you own the place.

—Functionalrustic.com

Mischief

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

Caution

Duff here. This Morning, I came across some Bear Droppings on the road. Being a Canine, I checked it out. Thoroughly. Round little Berries and other Items I could not identify were all in this Compact Mound. The scent was Intriguing, The Form unusual for My Species. I was Curious, to say the least, but moved on after Intense Investigation. Living unstuck.

A moment after I was Finished, I heard a loud Ka-Boom! Then another Ka-Boom!  The Sound resonated through the Pines and Echoed along the Road. Mom and I were Unsure what It was, but ventured out a few more Feet. And saw a Huge Bear, doing its Best to overturn a Dempsey Dumpster. Last year, This Critter had multiple feasts from The Contents of that container. And It was back for More. However, this time It was thwarted by a Sturdy, Closefitting Lock. The Homeowner was victorious. (Note: We quickly Headed the other Way.) Now that’s living unstuck from all Angles.

How about You? Have You come up against a Dangerous Something? And Then used Caution and Good Sense to avoid escalation? I say: Choose the High Road. It’s the Best Way to Go. Especially when You’re Outweighed and Small. Live unstuck. #unstuck-lviing#caution

Better to be safe than sorry.

—Samuel Lover

Getting My Own Way

Duff here. I was reflecting on How I Get My Own Way. It began when I was a Puppy. I was Cute and cuddly, but Fiercely independent at the same Time. My Fur was so dense My Mom thought I was going blind for a time. I kept bumping into Walls until We got that Situation remedied with a Starter Groom. You know, with the hair around My Eyes clipped and a Sanitary Cut to allow Me to be clean after Doing My Business. That Game Plan worked. Living unstuck.

One particularly successful Strategy of Mine was to Stand by the Door. And ask to be Let out. Then Back in. I would give My Doggy Parents enough time to Settle in a chair or begin another Project. Then Stand by the Door. Again. And ask to be Let out. Since I was still tiny, there was no Telling if It was a false Alarm. Or the Real Deal. So I worked My Magic and Got My Way. Living unstuck. (For a time.)

How about You? What do You do to get Your own Way? Or do Nothing and Wallow in Self Pity? I say: Find what works for You. And do It. Consistency pays off, trust Me on This. Live unstuck. #unstuck-living#getting-your-own-way

Overheard at Quince Mountain at the front door with a puppy: “In or out? In or out? What are you, a cat?”

—Blair Braverman