Mr. Magoo Welcomed at Best Stores and Restaurants

January 24, 2012 By Leave a Comment
After Mr. Magoo’shurtful experience at Home Depot, his many fans rushed to support him.
The face they turned away
The face they turned away

He shopped at Tumi.

Mr. Magoo at Tumi Leather

Mr. Magoo waiting for his packages at Tumi Leather

 

 

 

 

Mr. Magoo, Soft-coated Wheaten terrier, gets a treat at Old Pearson’s

Mr. Magoo gets a treat at Old Pearson’s

The owner of Old Pearson’s Wine and Spirits comforted by with treats.

He got love from the staff at Ace Hardware, and felt a little better.

Mr. Magoo, Soft-coated Wheaten terrier, getting love at Ace Hardware

Mr. Magoo getting love at Ace Hardware

He has made a commitment to support only those businesses that support dogs and encourages other dogs to do the same.

 

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ME WEAR A HALLOWEEN COSTUME? HUMILIATING!

November 1, 2011 By 2 Comments
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME

WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME?

DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT SHARING MY BLANKET!
DON’T EVEN THINK ABOUT SHARING MY BLANKET!

I’m in the dog house with Mr. Magoo. You know the old joke about the rancher who was bringing his new mail-order bride home in the buckboard? The horse balked and refused to move. The rancher when to face the animal and said, “Strike one.” A few miles down the road, the horse stumbled. The rancher said, “Strike two.” A few miles further and the horse reared up when a deer shot past. The farmer said, “Strike three,” and shot the horse in the head. The new wife got hysterical, crying and screaming. The old rancher looked at her and said, “Strike one.” 

 

Well, I’m up to strike three.

My first blunder was failing to have the furnace turned on when the cold snapped last week. I hadn’t because I’d decided if I didn’t have my furnace turned on, it wouldn’t get cold. I was wrong. Freezing temps, snow, frost, and I had one space heater, a fireplace, and oven. Mr. Magoo was uncharacteristically blaming. Strike one!

 

BEAUMONT CAME AS GOLDEN RETRIEVER

BEAUMONT CAME AS GOLDEN RETRIEVER

Strike two came with a Halloween costume. All my friends were dressing their dogs. It was cute. The kids would love it. Mr. Magoo didn’t. He was forced to wear this awful costume with a frilly ruff around his neck. And it wasn’t even a real costume – just this purple thing with bats on it. Humiliating! His friend Beaumont got to go as a golden retriever. Moose was Super Dog. And here he was – purple!  Strike two!

 

It didn’t help that I gave him a new toy. When I kept giving candy to

Moose got to come as a super hero

Moose got to go trick-or-treating as a super hero

 passing strangers, he suspected I’d make him give them his toy too.

Don't even thtink about taking this toy!

Mr. Magoo, soft-coated Wheaten terrier, dares any trick-or-treater to try to take his toy

That could have been a deadly error on my part.

 

Now I’m on alert. Of course he keeps the toy. And his dinnerwill be on time every night. Three treats a night and he doesn’t even have to roll over. And I’m not even considering a Santa hat at Christmas!

 

But with all that, it was a beautiful night for trick-or-treating

What do you mean I don't get candy?

What do you mean I don't get candy?

— and a perfect Halloween sky!

PERFECT SKY FOR A HALOWEEN NIGHT

PERFECT SKY FOR A HALOWEEN NIGHT

 

KATHERINE WITH FARMERS

KATHERINE WITH FARMERS

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AN OPINION OF CHILDREN AND PUPPIES

August 24, 2011 By Leave a Comment
OWEN

OWEN

Breathes there one with soul so dead that he can encounter a two year old child or dog without smiling or laughing….
The wretch, concentred all in self,
Living, shall forfeit fair renown,
And, doubly dying, shall go down
To the vile dust, from whence he sprung,
Unwept, unhonor’d, and unsung.
(apologies to Sir Walter Scott – but his copyright protection ended 200 years ago)       
MR. MAGOO ON BEACH

WALKING THE BEACH

                    

I think two is the beginning of the very best age for children. From there they get better every day until they until, at their peak, they are the funniest, brightest and most curious creatures on earth. It’s the age before self-consciousness sets in – no guile or

OWEN

OWEN

judgment, just ideas, impressions, and wonder. The world is an inviting, interesting and hysterical place to be. No unexpressed emotions. They love, cry, laugh, sing, and whine with enthusiasm rarely seen in adults. They see the silliness of limits and boundaries. They see us in our own absurdity and think we’re comical, not sad.

I have a friend, Owen who’s four now. When he was three, he decided he needed to start paying his own way. He determined the future was in pinecones. He gathered pinecones and took to the sidewalk with his toy microphone to announce, “I’m selling pinecones today. My stand is open and I’m selling

2009 Mackie on beach

JOY

pinecones today.” But one day his mom told him they had to go shopping so he couldn’t sell. Committed to communicating with his customers, he took his microphone out and announced, “I’m not selling pinecones today. My stand is here but I’m not selling pinecones today.”

With that early success behind him, Owen is thinking of following the path of Bill Gates and Mark Zuckerman. He told his mom, “I’m

MR. MAGOO TASTES THE SEA FOR HIMSELF

MR. MAGOO'S FIRST TASTE OF THE OCEAN

finished with school. I’m ready to make some money. I’m ready for a man job.” Then he took his toy lawnmower and mowed the driveway.

Two begins the best age for dogs too. They still have the energy and spontaneity of puppies but they are beginning to throw off the limits. The

MR. MAGOO FEELING THE SAND AND SURF UNDER HIS FEET

world is there to enjoy. There are sand and sea to feel, to jump in, and to try a taste.

By two, dogs have added a few tricks and some social manners as well. Mr. Magoo herds me, grabs a toy and dares me to take it, and fights for a knotted rope, but he has other interests as well. He loves to go antiquing with me.

WE'LL TAKE IT IF YOU THROW IN A TREAT

WE'LL TAKE IT IF YOU THROW IN A TREAT

Store owners welcome Mr. Magoo because his shop manners put to shame many adult shoppers. When I lay his leash on his back, he lays down and stays there till I’m through looking (I taught him that!). When he stands at the counter to negotiate my purchases with the owner, I promise you I get a better deal.

Isn’t the world beautiful when we can experience it through the senses of Mr. Magoo and Owen?

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