Keeping Up With The Bloggers

Do dogs desire to express themselves? I can imagine what their posts would be, "needed one large bone to bury", maybe their blog would include quick tips on getting rid of fleas or how to find a mate (not that far off from humans). Given the short lifespan of the average dog, I imagine the wisdom of the 3 year old collie would be quite extensive. I really don't imagine dogs would ever be complicated with such things; after all, inspecting the yard for anything smelly to roll in seems to be their most extreme concern, along with the occasional rattle of the 'treat' container to signal a brief oral pleasure. More brief for some than others (Ruby the gobbler!). I don't think they worry about their lack of free time to pursue the pleasure of intellectual pursuits, but how do I know for sure? Wishing for time to write doesn't help me a bit. As much as I've tried to pursue my passion to express through words, it just isn't happening. How do bloggers narrow down their blogging subjects to just one expression? I can't for the life of me decide on a topic or subject more than one blog at a time and thus comes the dropped blog. I admire the faithfulness of the committed blogger but fear the vacuum that may exist in the blogosphere. Can one really be a dabbling blogger? Can a writer express a limited train of thought and not get sucked into the vortex of random thought? Do most bloggers scrap old blogs only to find their niche in the blog world? I think I'll just continue trying, that's really all I can ask of myself. My only true passion, if it can be said that I have one, is to write. The only thing I can honestly say has stayed with me my entire life is that desire. What to write about has never been pinned down, but I do love to write. Let it be said that I can be a writer about writing, or a reader of all written. I can't pin down the subject because there is just too much to find interesting. I believe that's a good thing, I believe that's what is real. I'll never be an expert on one subject, so why not write from the angle of me. A writer, just that, nothing more and not acclaimed. If I only write for myself, than that will always be good enough for me. I'm just glad there are expert bloggers out there, it just gives me more to write about!

Doggy Day Number One

I don't have one of those fancy doggy cams I'm pretty sure our 4 ShihTzus are enjoying lounging around out in the backyard. Yep, I can guess that as soon as I hit the door they'll pretend that their whole day was spent just pining for me as they anxiously awaited my return. Yeah, right! It's not that I mind that much that they are content to never earn a dime or work for their keep. Oh, I've tried to draw their attention to the working class dog, group. How happy they seem, I mention, but on deaf floppy ears. They just aren't all that interested. You see, I don't think these dogs have grasp the concept that they are supposed to be totally enamoured with me, ready to please at every waking moment. No, they apparently did not inherit that gene from any of their ancestors.  Maybe it's the breed, having come from the royal Chinese court, they are the ones content to be waited on. Oh, why did I not choose the working breed? A golden retriever or lab to run to the farthest distance just to impress me with their unwavering dedication to bring me a slobbering ball, a precious gift to humor me would have been wonderful. Oh, sure, I would have shivered a bit at the slimy gift, but it would have been with appreciation of the thought behind it. No, instead, my furry squatters insist on meals, shelter and water, along with expensive trips to the groomers, all on my precious dime. Got to love a dog's life, especially this bunch!!