What Just Happened Here?

You can’t teach an old dog new tricks. I know. Especially if it’s Phoebe because she’s a special case. She thinks she has puppies right now. She has collected all of her lovies into a pile on the couch, and she spends her day mothering them. And smothering them.  And chewing out their squeakers. That’s mothering, right?

Ah, sweet Phoebe. The Joan Crawford of dogdom.

Ah, sweet Phoebe. The Joan Crawford of dogdom. The good news is that she’s officially retired as a show dog, so I can spay her this spring. Can I get a hallelujah?!

 

But that adage (axiom? allegory? alliteration?) doesn’t necessarily apply to humans. This old dawg is learning. And doing. There is hope! This has been my week of learning new things, trying new things, accepting new things. It is good.

For the first time in 25 years, I have submitted a piece for publication. I won’t hear for a while if it was accepted, but I’m okay with that. If I get accepted, it’s a publishing credential. If I don’t I get a rejection letter for the spike and an opportunity to thicken my skin. It’s a win either way. The important part is that I learned I could push past my fear and just do it.

This week, I also learned that time marches on. Squish and I went to Kindergarten Roundup, which sounds like it should involve cattle and lassos, but instead involves text books and tears. Mine. He’s going to start school in the fall, ready or not. He’s ready, of course. It’s the parents who are blindsided.

And then there’s my newest venture. I just signed on as a contributor to a local blog, and today my first post went live. You can find it here. If you have kids (or even know kids), go ahead and click over there. Today I shared my favorite free educational website for kids. I teach computer classes to grades K-8, and I love, love, love the website for a whole lotta reasons.

And now it’s the time in our program where I teach you something, too! Impressed tortoises are pretty adept climbers when the situation presents itself. Who knew?

What? There's a Girl Scout cookie table outside of Target? Get my purse. I'm outta here!

What? There’s a Girl Scout cookie table outside of Target? Get my purse. I’m outta here!

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35 thoughts on “What Just Happened Here?

  1. I wouldn’t have thought they were so good at escaping until one of our babies repeatedly found his way out of his tank, off the shelf and into the corners of his room. I’ve never seen it in action, though (just the end result), so it’s interesting to see the process in action. 🙂

  2. He is NOT allowed to go to kindergarten. He’s just not. The post you wrote about him transitioning from his crib was – what? – like last week? This motherhood thing goes too darn fast.

    Congrats on sending off your submission!

      • Yeah, I can’t remember what we did, but orphaned puppies sounds like a nice idea. I think the vet may have prescribed some doggie Xanax or something like that. (She eventually snapped out of it when she actually had a litter of puppies and realized what a pain they were.)

  3. That’s exactly what I thought! It’s like he’s shaking his fist at the world and yelling, “I’m mad as hell and I’m not gonna take it anymore.” But at the same time that look in his eyes… he’s just begging for a hug as he melts away. Sort of like a child having a temper tantrum – maddening and loveable all at the same time. Don’t ever take that picture off !!

    • I’m thinking about putting him on a t-shirt or tote bag.

      He looks like he takes himself entirely too seriously. That’s why I love him. He says he”s getting his revenge this winter, so it’s a self-satisfied smirk.

  4. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a baby who looks so much like his kid-self as Squish. That is such a great baby photo of him! That little smile! And you can totally see the kid he’s going to be in his face!

    And yay on the submission, yay on the new blogging venture, yay for the spaying of Phoebe, and…well, YAY FOR YOU. There. I covered all the bases!

    • He really does look exactly the same, just bigger. Lots bigger. When he was born, the midwife said “Who does he look like?” I answered “Bilbo Baggins.” He’s my hobbit-baby.

  5. Oh Phoebe, is that Curious George you’re cuddling? You’ll be safe after the op, so important for a girl dog’s health. Bit of a milestone for Squish, still looks so like his infant self! Love your new theme and the turtle background. Good to see more of those little fellows. Do they land well if they misjudge the height?

    • I have more escapee shots of the impressas, and I’m going to show them next week. It’ll make you laugh. They misjudge often, and they are NOT graceful. Good thing they have hard shells!

  6. Awwww, all three photos of Squish are so cute I just wanna pick them up and dunk them in my coffee! (um, that’s a Madagascar sort-of-quote, just in case anyone’s wondering WTF I’m talking about/if I’ve recently moved to Crazy Town…though I’m not saying I haven’t 😉 )

    Aaaaaaanyhoo, congratulations on submitting your work! I’ll be mentally crossing my fingers for you!

  7. Congratulations on your work!!! I’m so excited for you! I feel old…too old knowing Squish is soon to be in K. My “baby” will be an 8th grader next year. Sigh. I swear I just turned around, that’s all I did and Poof! Blessings on your new assignment!

  8. You have a creative comfort with words as you do with animals. I believe you’ll make it. I too have been trying to get published so I wish you the best of luck.
    Bright blog and beautiful images.
    AnnMarie
    newbie blogger

  9. Good for you for trying new things! I can’t figure out how, where or how to submit anything for publication, so you are my hero.

    If you’re already crying about Squish going to K-garden, be sure to invest in some heavy duty sunglasses for that first day. You’re going to need them to mask the river of tears.

  10. Oh yeah! Congrats on contributing to a local blog. Not that you need more activities to keep you busy…

    Did I ever mention I have two painted turtles in China? Sparky and Whatshername. My grandma, who was helping me look after the turtles several years ago, lost Sparky one day (he’s a Speedy Gonzalez and takes off out of his tank and hides anywhere), so bought me an identical turtle, afraid I’d find out. Sparky decided to show himself so now I have two. They’re now the size of a salad plate, and the last time I went back to China, my grandma’s nurse kept asking me if she could “cook them”, to which I replied, “OF COURSE NOT!” to which she replied, “Well of course not! We should wait till they’re bigger with more meat….” 😦

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