The Muzz Chronicles

I'm waiting on the world turning green.

And all those wonderful colors it will turn in an instant!

The trees had begun to bloom I noticed while walking Muzzy and contemplating very little. Just one of those dizzy brain days where a migraine is sneaking up behind you with a nasty little grin.

And all you can do is grimace and bare it.

Muzzy the brindled mongrel who attracted quite a lot of attention on a regular basis as she clucks and sings her way down the street...

"Why is she doing that?"

"She's happy and wants everyone included in that."

...And Muzzy the notorious flirt who loves and leaves onto her next crazed pooch admirer. Well this time Muzzy sought out a dog. A quiet, sweet, and shaved for the summer lab. Cluck, cluck, woo, woo, bark, bark...sniff ass, sniff ass.

Amidst the crazy spring love, of course came the reason for a walk. Marking one's territory profusely...And that's where the blogger, yours truly got a little messy.

Dropping down to pick up (As I'm such a premium New York dog owner)...also known as Muzzy's least favorite thing...

"How DARE you pick that up!!!! It's there for a reason! Cluck, cluck, woo, woo, woof, bark, moo!"

Muzzy slips out of her collar! And begins to frolic! Barking happily at other dogs who bark at her happily back...after a few seconds of complete panic I got hold of her and slipped her collar back on. And threw out her addition to the pavement. Not realizing that quite a lot of it had wound up on my hands and jeans. This made her very happy. So happy that people couldn't help but come up to us and say how adorable she was, how sweet, how happy!

Of course she's happy.

Thanks Muzz.

Well, we got home without being noticed by too many people as the new "poo poo platter".

And as for me, some people do rain dances to make the rain come.

I'll do a fertilizer dance to make the trees bloom.

So there's where one of my few Saturdays in the city went.

Have a great weekend!

Love,

Arabella