Anything Goes

Greetings…

Happy Halloween everyone! First, I’d like to thank everyone who
“showed some love” to Moosie and Ginger in email, the blogs, and
the EVtv1 site. Dizzy sends his thanks for the compliments on his
film work also. He promised me that he would do another one,
“one of these days”, so I’m not holding my breath that it will
be anytime soon. Kids…When they want or need something, they
expect you to make it happen “yesterday”, when you want or need
something done, it’s “whenever”. Wait, I just realized I should
have said…kids…AND husbands…

Anyhoo, some of you seemed to have problems viewing the video
of Moose and Ginger and it’s possible that it could have been
a “glitch” at the time you tried to view it. Just in case, I’m
giving out the link again…

http://www.evtv1.com/player.aspx?itemnum=13572

Another way to find it is to go to www.EvTv1.com and search for
“Danes of Greatness”

I think you can tell from the video, Moosie and Ginger have brought
a lot of joy to us. When Keno and Mystic got sick and their time
with us began to diminish, I wondered how I could ever get over
the loss their passing would bring and almost felt guilty as I
“fell in love” with these two new goofballs more and more each
day. If you have seen the video, I’m sure you now understand why
we fell for them hook, line and sinker!

What you saw is what you get on a daily basis. They run, they jump,
Moosie howls, or “roo-roos” for those who know the dane “lip service”.
They run up the stairs, down the stairs, around the dining room table,
back into the bedroom, up on the bed, removing all of the sheets,
pillows, and blankets, stopping by the kitchen long enough to slime
the counters, and a final burst out of the doggie door to do what you
saw them do to each other…

Like many of you, I, myself am amazed that they do all of this
without knocking one thing over. I have plants all over the place,
curio cabinets filled with art glass, and everything else in the
house is probably shorter than they are. They may look big and
clumsy and at times do act like buffoons, but they really are very
agile and sure-footed, even at full speed. Of course, on the few
occasions that they have been wet from playing in water or after
refusing to come in during a rare rainshower, they have run through
the doggie door at “warp speed” and slid past two rooms before
stopping…usually into a human because they have learned that humans
can cushion and stop their slide better than a wall…

I won’t tell you that keeping my house as clean as I like it isn’t
a chore and a full-time job, (no, I don’t have a maid in spite of
what some of you “accused” me of in email), it is because I’m kind
of a perfectionist when it comes to my home and call me crazy, (like
you need permission to do that!) but, I have had dogs since my kids
were young and my thought has always been, never have anyone walk
into my home, sniff the air and say, “Oh, you have dogs huh”?

Sure, there are always loads of dog toys strewn all over the house,
and at any given time, there will be a path of paw prints on the floor,
or doggie nose prints on the patio door, and between living in the
desert and 8 “thunder paws” tracking in and out a hundred times a day,
I keep myself pretty busy around here. I vacuum twice a week, I
shampoo the carpets that get the most “action” once a month, and I
use so much Windex that I think Flyboy may be thinking of getting
me a “gift set” for Christmas because I’m convinced he thinks it’s
my new cologne of choice…

This will be their second Halloween and not to sound like an old
“fuddy duddy”, but I liked Halloween MUCH better when I was at the
receiving end of the trick or treating, many, many, ok, manyyyyyy
moons ago. It’s not that I don’t enjoy seeing the kids, the little
ones especially, in their cute little costumes, it’s more of a
“Oh no, the doorbell again”, followed by the race to the door,
followed by the barking, followed by the trying to get the door
open, followed by the trying to get the candy to the kids while
trying to hold back 300 pounds of dogs! My front screen door has
a center panel that I removed last year to hand out the candy,
which worked pretty good because they barely could stick their
little snoots through it. They now are taller than the opening
and can stick their head through it to greet the little darlins,
which is another “problem”…

Keno was the “star” of Halloween for years. Everyone loved seeing
him and as a result, would come back over and over and over, just
to see him. Last year, Moosie and Ginger took over and little ones
made their parents come back to see the “horseys”, older kids came
back to pet them, and one man kept coming back because he had Danes
when he was young and missed having one. All of this is going on
while I’m holding a bowl of candy, using my knee to hold back dogs
from the opening as they are trying to steal candy before I can get
it through the opening to the kids. I finally accomplish the task,
look around in case any other kids happen to be coming up the driveway,
and when it appears that all is clear, I close the door and go back
into the kitchen, sweat pouring off my brow, dog slobber all over my
legs and arms and collapse on a chair, and within a minute, DING DONG!
Here we go again…

Forget the idea of not answering the door and turning the lights
off. Ginger and Coco hear the activity outside and stand at the
windows in the living room. Kids then go up to the window and
“visit”…

Of course Halloween always falls on a day that Flyboy is working
and Dizzy is obviously in the witness protection program on Halloween
and in hiding. Growing up in Illinois, we could always count on lousy
weather for Halloween, which cut down on the amount of time we could
trick or treat and there was 3-7 curfew for trick or treating when
my kids were young. Here, in Arizona, it’s still 90 degrees, the
kids don’t even start showing up until it gets dark and they don’t
have to worry about rain, sleet, or snow slowing them down. I’m not
even sure if there’s a curfew…

Oh well, it’s the one day of the year when you’re never sure if
the bodies running around in the distance are trick or treaters
or illegal aliens running away from Sheriff Joe…<——-JOKE

Have a safe Halloween and a great weekend everyone!

Oh yeah, even though we don’t change our clocks in Arizona, (also
some parts of Indiana), Don’t forget to “fall back” and set your
clocks back one hour Saturday night, actually Sunday morning at
2:00 A.M.)

Even though we don’t change our clocks, it’s nice to be only an
hour earlier than my mom and my son instead of two and it’s also
nice to get to Vegas the same time you leave, which gives you an
extra hour to gamble. Of course, you lose your money AND the hour
when you leave…

Ta ta for now