Come One, Come All!

This Saturday, March 26, I, Wyatt, along with my WT crew, will be hanging out at the Arts for All! Family Festival at La Centerra. Come on out, bring your kids (both 2 and 4 legged) and have a great time enjoying live music, games and activities, and of course loads of fun at the Waggin' Tails booth. We'll have hair-painting for the kids and frisbees, pats, and hugs for the dogs. I hope you'll drop by and say hi!

Shadows

Every time I've raced my shadow
When the sun was at my back,
It always ran ahead of me,
Always got the best of me.
But every time I've race my shadow
When my face was toward the sun,
I won.

 by Shel Silverstein



Spring Break is Almost Here!

It's been a busy week. Between watching Charlie Sheen self destruct, doing my taxes, and preparing for the upcoming influx of Spring Breakers at the Ranch this weekend, my mind is spinning! I am excited about Spring Break; the kiddos are out of school and are dragging their parents to Disney World or the beach, and their dogs are coming to hang out with us at Waggin' Tails. We are expecting a full house, and are hoping for good weather all week to maximize our fun! And what will be doing all week? Swimming, running, sniffing, and well, "Duh, Winning!"

Let the Little Children Come to Me

The dog was created specially for children. He is the god of frolic.

Henry Ward Beecher, Proverbs from Plymouth Pulpit

This is my buddy, Grayson. Doesn't it look like we are both deep in thought? I love when kids come to visit me at the Ranch- I'm all about greeting them with a kiss, letting them pet me, scratch my ears, and of course, give me treats. And yes, I double as a pony for the ones who are under 20 pounds.

Temptation

"I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it."

- Mae West

I'm too embarrassed to show you what happened next....but I've been having sausage fantasies ever since!



Scammed

So this was going to be the post where I wrote about the Great Blizzard of 2011 and how all the dogs staying at the Ranch had hours of fun romping in the snow and having a giant doggy snowball fight. I was going to blog about the 3 inches that stuck around for a few days, covering Fulshear in a beautiful white blanket. I was going to post a picture that looked something like this:

Um, there's just one problem. It didn't happen.

All week I watched the weather forecast in eager anticipation of Snowpocalypse or Snowmaggedon or whatever ridiculous name you were calling the impending blizzard. I tried on my hat and scarf, and had my boys drag the sled out of the barn. Last Thursday night I woke every few hours to look out the window, straining my eyeballs for a glimpse of any white particle falling from the sky.

All for nothin'.

I feel scammed. Cheated. Dallas got their snow. Heck, they had the Superbowl and snow! All we got were some icy roads (not fun) and a bunch of hype. My boys did have a day off from school, which made them, and me, happy.

I don't really have many words of wisdom for you today. All I can tell you is the next time those weathermen make a huge fuss about whatever precipitation may or may not be coming, I'll believe it when I see it!

Clarification

This is the Superbowl:

Not to be confused with the Super Bowl:

Avoid embarrassment, and be sure you know the difference.