Pugs often are described as a lot of dog in a small space. These sturdy, compact dogs are a part of the American Kennel Club’s Toy group, and are known as the clowns of the canine world because they have a great sense of humor and like to show off. Originally bred to be a lap dog, the Pug thrives on human companionship.


Frowny Pug Face


Read more at http://dogtime.com/dog-breeds/pug#5IJILQ7ldPlzXHaq.99

Black Cats

cute black cat


Whether you love cats or hate ‘em, we can all agree: No other member of kittykind has a rap quite like black cats.

While black cats are typically associated with Halloween, witchcraft and bad luck, there’s much more to these fur balls than creepy stuff. Learn more about the history of black cats (and how they became Halloween icons), the places they’re considered a symbol of good fortune and how their genes may, one day, help prevent certain diseases in humans.



Long Haired Cat

A domestic long-haired cat, or fluffy cat, is a cat of mixed ancestry – thus not belonging to any particular recognised cat breed – possessing a coat of semi-long to long fur.[1] Domestic long-haired cats should not be confused with the British Longhair, American Longhair, or other breeds with “Longhair” names, which are standardized breeds defined by various registries. Domestic long-haireds are the second most popular cat in the United States after the domestic short-haired;[1] one in ten of the ninety million cats in the US is a domestic long-hair.[1][2] Other generic terms are long-haired house cat and, in British English, long-haired moggie.


Cute fuzzy cat

Chocolate Lab

Welcome to the Chocolate Lab. Bringing you chocolate Labrador facts, features, and fun! This is a complete, in-depth guide to the world’s favourite brown dog.

From the origins of the chocolate Lab, to finding a puppy, it’s all here.

Throughout the history of the breed, a chocolate Labrador or two (sometimes referred to as liver Labradors) has appeared occasionally in litters of Labrador puppies


Cute Chocolate Lab Puppies

This week ….

Hello Dear Readers,

This has been a week.  Full stop.

Again, today, the weather has been absolutely beautiful in this neck of the woods. Today, the ‘hood was alive with people who were walking and chatting and happy and enjoying what life had to offer.

And it affirmed that life is good and there is so much to enjoy and take in.

It didn’t always feel that way this week.  I guess you can say that this tiger was a little cranky as she was wakening up.  Things happened.  People did stuff.  She did stuff.  Obstacles presented themselves. There were rough waters to navigate. There was life to process – some of it very serious and some of it superficial.

And this tiger learned a bunch of lessons as she sorted out how to more deliberately create her life.

She learned more about when to “give in” because in the big scheme of life “it” didn’t really matter.  She learned to allow other people’s stuff to pass on right by her.  She learned the importance of focus on the task at hand.  Perfection isn’t always important.

It is important just to move your life along, little by little.  It is important for people to listen and talk and be real.  It is important to know that there is a lot she has absolutely no control over and a little she does have control over.  And what she does have control over is vitally important to the quality of her life.  And it is important to be gentle with herself and forgive herself and love herself.  And it is important for her to keep trying new things – to turn over that rock, or look behind that tree or peer over that hill.

It feels like this tiger has had a renewal of sorts as she awakens from her slumber. There seems to be a change in her energy and in the energy of the world.  She knows that she is stronger and more savvy about herself.  She knows that she can navigate life with more confidence.  When glitches and obstacle present themselves, she knows she can figure them out much more easily and quickly. And she is learning how to ask for help.  That’s a biggie.

This week has been a week.  Full stop.

And I hope, Dear Reader, you have had such a week, too.

Thanks for reading.

And So ….

Hello Dear Readers,

Isn’t it interesting how life evolves.  It is interesting, indeed.

I’ve gone through a bit of a hard time.  No different than all of you.

I felt a bit beaten up.  So … I retreated and licked my wounds and groused a bit and groused a bit more.  And then I decided I didn’t like that and went in search of what I did like.

And so I went out into the beautiful, warm sunshine and shopped my hood.  I bought some dried shiitake mushrooms here and some ramekins there.  I bought some new pyjamas for my travels.  And I felt the positive vibe of people on the street enjoying another beautiful warm day in November.  It seemed everyone was feeling good.  And I loved that.

And I decided that was what I wanted – to feel connected and to feel a shared joy of what life has to bring our way.

And I came home and I went through a wonderful cookbook on Greek Food.  So simple and yet so layered with flavour.  So down-to-earth and of the land and of the sea.

And I roasted some potatoes a la Jamie Kennedy.  And I grilled some lamb chops.  And I tidied up a bit.  And things seemed right with my world.

That is what awakening from a big sleep means to me.  That I start to truly understand that I am the author of my story.  No one person or many persons will write my story.  They have their own story to be concerned about.  And I want to be more deliberate about my story – the unfolding of my life’s tale.  And I don’t only just want to tell my story, I want to live it with joy.

And so, Dear Readers, this post is short.  And it says what I wanted to say.

Thank you for reading.


Hello world!

Dear Readers,

It is a joy and a privilege to start this blog.  It has been a long time coming – in that I have thought about it for a long time.  Action is what is now needed.  🙂

What I will do is share pieces of my awakening with you.  It is yours for the leaving or the taking.

It is a beautiful fall early evening in my part of the world.  I have a whole chicken and potatoes – all oiled up and salted and peppered and just starting to sizzle in the oven.  Don’t slightly smokey ovens give off a vibe of well-being?

Awakening is an interesting word and it changes its meaning for me as time and experiences march on through my life.

I am at a place where I am truly grateful for being in this world.  It is a wonderful place to be experiencing.  And so, this day, has me thinking about awakening in the here and now.  I am living in the moment and appreciating an unusual warm, sunny fall evening.  A whole chicken and earthy potatoes are roasting in said slightly smokey oven, getting ready to feed my body and nourish my soul.  And help me with meals as I head into the work week.  My windows are open and I can here the world quieting down to a Sunday evening.

I feel like I have been a sleeping tiger.  My senses have been dulled.  I have been relatively inactive.  I have ignored much of what it means to live – especially the beautiful parts of life.  I have a sense there is much that is important to experience or to bear witness to.  But it has been convenient and safe to slumber away and think I would live life … if only ….

I want to wake up and have many wonderful, spine tingling moments.  I want to be witness to many wonderful spine tingling happenings.

I had one of those recently that took me by surprise.  I was rushing home to watch the first payoff game for the 2015 Blue Jays baseball team.  I had enjoyed many games at the ball park or streaming on my computer since early spring training.  I was lucky enough to have a ticket for the second game of the series.  I was on the highway, listening to the opening ceremonies of this first post-season game.  I had goose bumples.  They played the National anthems.  First the American anthem – beautifully done.  And then it was time for the Canadian anthem.  And I was in my car singing along – like I did at the ball park.  And I started to cry.  It was an important, exciting moment and I was sharing a tiny part of it.  And the depth of my emotions took me by surprise.

That was an awakening.

Dear reader … please join with me as I share more of my awakenings.  Please feel free to share awakenings you have.  Perhaps many of us are like sleeping tigers.  Perhaps we have been slumbering more or less content, but knowing there is much more.  And maybe we want more of the tiger in us to wake up and roar.  Let’s hear it!  🙂