Pawsitively Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty Eight Paws

Dear Kimmy,

There’s a new animal friend in our home now. Can you guess who it is? Owen, the fish! He’s a beta and he used to be part of cousin Kate’s school of fishies. Now she is bringing her fish to our home so that we can adopt him. Mama said that it’s a big responsibility. I love, care, feed, and talk to Owen every day. I like how his fins move around with little flourishing swish swishes. He’s really cute and blue. I’m not sure if you’re aware that he exists, but he’s here, none the less. One thing I love about Owen is that he makes me feel calm and relaxed.

I walk up to his tank on the counter and watch him swish around and around. I tell him how my morning is going sometimes, and I ask him, “How are you fishy?” I still give you lots of pet-pets and hugs Kimmy. Lately I’ve had a lot of feelings to share with you about “sharing toys,” or snacks, but it’s all because I love you and I am learning about my feelings every day. I hope that you are having a restful nap time. I am resting too, I was a little bit tired after puddle jumping up and down the road with mama and Baby I and then our big car adventure to drive and see construction. Thanks for joining us on the car ride. I love you mountains, as mama says.

xo,

LDB

Two Hundred and Sixty Seven Paws

Dear Tiny Humans,

Let’s play the “glad” game. Mama plays this with you Leo when you feel the, “Grouchies,” coming on. I am not too sure what those particular feelings are, I don’t normally have them, but I have heard about them. I like this game because I feel so grateful afterwards, here I go:

I am glad we are a family.
I am glad that you play with me and run outside.
I am glad that we have a home.
I am glad I can eat peanut butter.
I am glad that I can eat bananas.
I am glad I have my paws to curl up underneath me.
I am glad that mama and dada pet me and give me cuddles
I am glad for baby toes to lick
I am glad that you share water from your bath LDB.
I am glad there is a you.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty Six Paws

Dear Kimmy,

Hi. I’m kind of new here still, and I’m not quite sure what to make of you. You’re always with me, and the mama with the milks. We all hang out a lot. I like when you walk by me and stop so that I can get a real clear view of you. I’m not so sure about why I sometimes feel wet after you walk by…I think it’s something to do with your tongue. I heard that word before, but I’m not too sure. There are so many new things to take in these days. I understand what my milks are, and what the spotted pillow is where I do the milks. I know who mama, dada, and brother are and you, our doggy friend. I love being at home and feeling cozy on mama and dada. Thanks for watching me and taking care of me.

xo,

Irving

Two Hundred and Sixty Five Paws

Dear Brother,

It’s back to the liquid sunshine days for us! We are super grateful to see the rain though. After all of the intense smoke, we’re happy to see fast moving clouds of gray rain fill the sky, now aren’t we? You had a stellar morning romp with mama and your brother. The three of you went on a puddle adventure to find good splashing zones. I watched for you three out the front window to make sure you were safe.

It’s all well and good that you’re with mama, but truly I should be there to investigate for your sake. The humans watch for things with their sense of sight, but I utilize my sense of smell, (which we have been over before), and I find it necessary to declare what I smell because I pick up a great many things through my nostrils. You stomped around in every single puddle that you could find along the way, and you saw two trucks: the garbage truck and the recycling truck. You told me all about your trip along the road and the sidewalk. It sounded quite eventful. Irving to a nap-o on the mama and drooled quite a bit. I drool too, so from one drooler to another, drool on baby! I gotta get my drool on right now. I am quite cozy on the couch with two puffy blankets to keep me warm.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty Four Paws

Dear Kimmy,

Hi puppy dog! I’m so glad that we had a chance to take a walk today. It’s been a while since we’ve been able to do that together. For a while there I couldn’t remember a day when we didn’t take at least one, if not more walks. That’s ok though, because I understand that there was smoke in the air and that we couldn’t go outside. I didn’t have to like it, as mama said, but we stayed inside. I came up with other games to entertain us.

One day we had circle time with you and Baby I and our stuffies. We talked to one another about how we were feeling, you groaned, and baby I gurgled a lot of bubbles. Then we sang some songs, I ran around a little bit, and then I joined in to look at some book pictures of the songs we were singing. You left at some point to go smell something, and then we rendezvoused in the family room.

You did a lot of groaning during those eight days inside, as I came to recall. (What do you think of that phrase? Pretty sophisticated huh? I picked that up for myself from mama and dada. Language is fun like that doggy friend. We can say so many things!)

Another game we played was, “Chase Kimmy with the wooden horse that rolls, and my caterpillar with the hat that rolls too!” You liked that game for a few rounds throughout the house, and then you didn’t want to play as much anymore. You ran up the stairs and took a rest on the landing. I’m not quite sure why, but you did. One time, we cuddled together and I gave you the biggest hug and kisses on your couch bed. You stayed for a bit up there with me, I felt warm fuzzy inside. You make me feel all the warm fuzzies in my heart.

xo,

Leo

(The big bro)

Two Hundred and Sixty Three Paws

Dear Bros,

Hi. It’s me, Kimmy dog. I’m sitting here on the floor waiting. You, Irving, the small one are at it again: sleeping, that is. Normally I would join you, but right now I am anxiously awaiting my turn to take a walk. We went out in the back yard and had some fun times with the cars, the water, and all the things out back, but then dada and Leo disappeared. You always leave me behind when it comes to the bike business. I’m not so sure about wheeled objects. You see, I’ve been the innocent victim of wheeling adventures that I was unaware would transpire. I all too often become the target of these wheeling escapades, no names, but I’ll assign your initials lil’ brother, LDB. Who knows why they happen? I mean, sometimes there is a thought process accompanied by the adventure and other times it’s a moment in time where you just run on pure adrenaline and humor. I try to go with the flying efforts of energy, but it’s not always a positive outcome when it comes to wheels, me, and the house.

I will generally flee to the stairs, the gated space, and then watch you from the comfort and safety of the landing between the sets of stairs. Thank doggy goodness for those indeed! Mama and dada always take my cues quite well when I want to escape to the upstairs realm. I wait by the stairs and they open the gate in one swift movement and then I hop up the stairs to safety.

“Ba-dump-da-doo!” Just like that, and then you can’t reach me for a bit until we have all settled down and relaxed into our spaces in the house. Speaking of relaxing, I am doing just that right now on my soft bed. I have given up on the promise of a walk right now…I gotta go drift off to dream land while I can.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty Two Paws

Dear Tiny ones,

If I had the choice to choose my humans, it’d be you guys. Sometimes when I dream, I see my puppy sisters and I wonder where they are at. I try to send them dream messages every now and then to let them know that I am doing well and that I’m very loved. It’s hard to wonder where your family is, but it’s also not, at the same time. I often feel like I am a dog with a mission or purpose. I’m here with you both to protect, befriend, and love you. Mama and dada know that all too well.

Occasionally they talk about their former four legged child, her name was Cassie. She was a border collie blue heeler mix breed doggy. She was incredibly intelligent and savvy. She would get herself into trouble by making mischief in the house when the humans were gone. I know some of these stories because mama told me them when I was a small pup.

One story that remains with me was all about: bagels. You see, mama had gone to the store called, Costco, picked up some bagels, put all the groceries in the house and left in a hurry to run another errand. Now, Cassie dog was quite fond of bagels and so she decided to taste these ones. Mama had what she calls a, “light bulb moment,” and realized her foiled plan. She raced back home and entered the house with a full view of Cassie’s shenanigans. She was on the floor with one empty bagel bag ream and mid-chewing bit of another bagel from the second bag. Bella, our cat sister, was staring at Cassie watching her devour the leavened bread. Bella skedaddled super quick when she saw mama come inside and Cassie quickly finished chewing the sixth of twelve bagels before mama ran over and took them off the floor. Needless to say, Cassie didn’t eat dinner that night, or much breakfast the next day.

The reason this story stuck with me was the fact of the matter, bread is tasty. However, I’m not allowed to eat the breads. However, I do get a good whiff every now and then, and I wish that I could have some bagels too.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty One Paws

Dear Brothers,

Can we just take a moment and breathe in the blue sky and sunshine. We have been so grateful to see it return here in Oregon after such a long eight plus days of gray smokey skies. It was so smokey that mama and dada called the outside world, “looking at the world through brown sephia.” I’m not sure what all of that means exactly, but I do know that it was definitely a strange smell and I was worried about our bird and squirrel friends. Those small creatures were not romping and flying around as much. They began to return and come outside at around seven days of smoke, but now things feel a little bit more like home in our yard again.

You both went on a walk to the field with mama this morning. We had a little romp race in the back yard and then you were whisked off for your adventure. You walked all the way to the field, all around the field, up hills, and down, through leaves, branches, brambles, and grass. I smelled your shoes closely and you told me about it a little bit Leo. Thank you for filling me in. I think Irving snoozed most of the walk with you both. He tends to do that on walks. I mean, who could blame him? He’s close to mama’s heart beat, he’s warm, he’s cozy, and he gets sleepy every ninety minutes. Come to think of it, so do I… get sleepy that is. I’ve been finding solace in small things lately. Particularly during the quarantine within the quarantine as the big human’s say. I loved getting outside for mini-romps. I enjoyed our car drives and snacks together too. I began playing more with my inside toys and racing around the carpeted areas with you buddy. Thank you for including me in your play time and racing around so that we could, “Have FUN!” as you like to say.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Sixty Paws

Dear Irving,

Guess what? I’m not sure what, but I sure know that I love you! You’re three and a half months old. That’s like forever in baby time! You’re able to grab at things now and focus on things super close to your face. You’re super interested in your sloth lovey and Gerald Giraffe toy. I like those items as well because you can shake shake them and they make noise. But, it goes without saying that you’re most favorite activity is gazing at the sky, trees, and feeling the breeze on your cheeks. I love to teach you about nature, when we’re outside together. I told you to watch the clouds rolling by and the flock of robin birds flying overhead. You enjoyed it immensely. You wore some interesting cloth on your head though, I recognized it from when Leo used to wear it as well.

I can’t see the colors, but I do know that there are some shapes on it that this cloth or hat, as humans refer to it, looks similar to the sea creatures in your, “Baby Beluga,” song book. Speaking of which, I’m a fan of the Raffi man, but those songs sure do get stuck in one’s brain. I can’t count the number of times that I woke up with one of those songs in my head. I used to listen to them each night before bedtime with your brother. Now I hear them double if he asks for them too.

It’s fascinating how much you both enjoy music. I guess that’s another thing that we have in common. Much like the piano because I lay underneath it when it’s played and you play it from above. I gotta go relax buddy. It’s been a long morning.

xo,

Kimmy

Two Hundred and Fifty Nine Paws

Dearest Tiny Humans,

Hello. It is I, Kimmy. I have returned for another installment of, well, wait, what is this thing called? Oh yeah, A BLOG! Or as I like to say, “A blob!” The smallest human is doing the nap-nap thing in his baby bed. I am lying by momma guiding her with my words. Who knew that this would be such a bonding experience for us?! I mean I loved her before, and I love her even more now that we have two puppy babies and our blob, oops I meant to say blog. Sheesh, these human words are more complex than I ever considered.

It’s funny how reliant humans are upon words. In the dog world, we are much more reliant upon our senses and physical movements. This is why I watch you two little humans so closely. It’s also a reason why I like to be as close to you as possible to assure your safety. I have now realized that I am not always in charge when it comes to the realm of proximity to both of you. However, I would like to set the record straight about something. Even though we might not always be together, I’m always thinking about my little brothers. Y’all are the most important parts of my life. Let’s play outside when you wake up lil ones. It’s sunny and blue skies again. Boy we sure did miss the sky, now didn’t we?

xo,

Kimmy