Harley McGuire photo courtesy of Nancy and Vinny Baer
Sedona AZ (July 14, 2013) – Well “she” (Mother) did it again! The first clue was when our company arrived with pizza pie and “she” allowed me to sit on the dining room chair next to her – where as it turned out “she” was bribing me with bits of people pepperoni.
Then the three of them suddenly made a move, after they checked the living room gonger clock, and said, “Oops, better leave now or we will be late.” I was hoping they would leave the plates on the table where I would figure out how to lick them clean myself, but no such luck. They plopped all on the kitchen counter and left me alone, by myself, on a Saturday night!
Of course I didn’t know much else ‘bout what made them move so quickly ‘til they came back home ‘bout three hours later and then I heard all (SECOND HAND) since it wasn’t one of those dog-friendly places that took them away from me so abruptly!
It seems they went to this place called Encore Theater not far from my favorite park in what’s known as the Village of Oak Creek. They went to a performance by what they called “Top 10 Rock & Roll Revue” from Branson, Missouri. Seems they played a bunch of songs and music from the olden days called fifties, sixties, and seventies (whatever that means). It made “her” (Mom in case you forgot) happy – I ‘spose ‘cuz she said something about being ‘preciative that the five gents were, to be polite, “sort of old like her.” But the friends she was with are pretty much youngsters ‘cept they knew all ‘bout that kind of music, too. So guess they were just “groovy old hep-cats” at heart!
Harley McGuire, SedonaEye.com star pet columnist gets left behind while his mom goes out and about AGAIN
Yep, they were pretty hyped all right. Kept yakking about it being a “perduction” and not just a rock ‘n’ roll show, and then there was talk ‘bout a purty young lady who sang, danced, and dangled from the ceiling on long parachute strips or somethin’. She came into the audience and wanted people to get on the stage and dance up a twist but luckily “she” (Mom) and her friends didn’t have quite ‘nuf wine at home and said “no, no, no” to that offer.
The man at the piano rocked (so they said) and now “she” (you know, Mother) wants something called a “keeboard.” As if she doesn’t make ‘nuff noise when she gets mad and takes out steam on the piano she already has! (Now I know why she beat on it for an hour before our company arrived but it wasn’t ‘cuz she was mad – it was ‘cuz she was looking forward to the performance.)
Anyways, it was gettin’ late and far past my bedtime but all I cared ‘bout is that “she” yes, MY Mommy, held me and told me I was a good boy and our friends did the same, so all that attention eased my bruised feelings and things were really A-OK when we said goodnight and called it a day.
Something they were giggling ‘bout was that ‘cuz they were “locals” (does that mean nutty?) the tickets cost less but the best was that they didn’t have to pay Sedona city sales tax whatever that means.
It would be helpful to hear from my pals ‘bout how they feel when they are left home alone. How ‘bout it gang . . . puleeze!
Four Paws Up!
Lovingly,
Harley McGuire
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wow Harley, at least you got a full taste of your mom’s food! what i got today was the evil eye. my Mom forgot and left a bag of garbage on the floor that was headed for the garbage can – and then she turned her back! i’m no dummy so i took the bag apart to get what i wanted….but it was all garbage – ‘cept for one leftover bone. lemme tell you how great that bone tasted – till i dropped it and mom heard the sound of it hitting the floor – actually all of us heard the sound and my fellow family members just looked the other way – one of my brother’s even walked over the bone like it did not exist. kind of felt shunned.
well, I got caught, cuz i just couldn’t look mom in the eye. and it seems my team of other 4 footers were much smarter than i was cuz they just watched me and then ran to our mom and did the big tattletale bit. man, did my head hang low. she (mom) had trusted me enough and I just couldn’t resist and blew her trust. yep she still loves me and lets me know that. but she also gives me “the eye”….oh, bad.
i too have heard my mom talk about a bunch of numbers and think the words were ax or tax. and she mentioned some guy who is some big mucky muck – or at least he keeps trying or retrying or retiring…who likes to make us all think he owns a relative or two of our brotherhood. mom is of the opinion that he only borrows our brothers or sisters when he needs them to look good.
Harley, our great luck is you got pepperoni and I got to chomp a bone for a few minutes till i got caught -cuz of our moms. we are so lucky cuz our mom’s really have our well-being at heart and we are really part of a real family.
Harley, your mom is so on the social scene. Mom saw the “soft” opening of the Branson group, and is still talking about the show! Too bad you were not invited, we didn’t get to go either. We understand it was pretty cool, especially the guy with the hair that was really bouffant! Mom asked him how long it took to style, about a hour she was advised! Why do moms get to do all the fun stuff?
Chip’n Dale
P.S. We don’t even get pepperoni, you luck dog you!!!!
Our folks leave us periodically throughout the year on vacay & always get a cat sitter. We don’t like it as no one gives us the attention like our parents. I (Clyde) often hide & sleep in the closet so when the guy comes over, he doesn’t even see me. The sitter will do a cursory petting & a few kitty chores then be off. The days are long as are the weeks. We hate when the folks bring out the suitcases as we know it means they’ll be off for eternity again. We always jump in their bags & hope they’ll take us along, but to no avail as of yet. When they FINALLY do come home, we give them so much affection & love in the hope that this will remind them how much they’re missed so perhaps they’ll never go away again. We always get a phone call from them at least once; they sing into the answering machine. Absence truly makes all of our hearts grow fonder.
Thanks Bonnie & Clyde, Chip’n Dale, and a new fan, Big Black Dog. Haven’t heard from you before. Your name sounds kinda fierce but your words sound pretty dang gentle.
One thing all of you have that I don’t are brothers or sisters. You see, I’m an only child and sometimes it’s cool and once in a while I have play-dates with friends and it’s nice to see them come and go. Truth is, I want Mom all to myself. Is that so bad? Also guess I shouldn’t gripe if she leaves me now and then for a few hours. Least she doesn’t go away for days or weeks like Bonnie & Clyde’s mom & dad.
Anyways, thanks for the advice. Will put it in my diary for future reference.
Lovingly,
Harley McGuire
Now aren’t you glad your Mom got to go out for a fun evening. NOT! Sure you are, and the rock ‘n roll music would have probably hurt your ears. Hopefully some pepperoni left a good taste in your mouth, and you got lots of loving when your Mom got home.
A cousin got a new puppy who is 6 weeks old. He is a miniature bulldog and his name is Chunk. He just wanted to say “Hello” to Harley McGuire. My cousin’s father said Chunk had already eaten a shoe lace out of his shoe so everything has to be put away or up high. He just makes me want to smile and pinch his cheeks.
The City of Sedona Parks and Recreation Department cordially invites all animal lovers and dog owners to support our third annual A Dog’s Day Out in the Park.
This pet friendly event takes place this Saturday, July 20 from 7:30 a.m. to 10:30 a.m. on the multi-use field at Posse Grounds Park. This event is free for those interested in playing with their dogs on the beautiful grass field.
To learn more about this event, visit http://www.SedonaEye.com/Calendar.
We’re really lucky ’cause when our Mom & Dad go out, we’ve each other to keep us company and a neighbor to let us out to do our business…except Fabian…he gets ticked off and manages to pee in the living room (luckily it’s on the tile). But, we excuse him ’cause he is quite elderly and we think he suffers from dementia.
When Mom & Pop come home, we get a treat and lots of hugs and we do get to sleep in the bed with them though it does get kind of crowded. We’re soooo lucky. Love to you & your loving Mom, Mojo & Nikki (ooops, also Fabian)
OK Mojo & Nikki, better go easy on Fabian. Isn’t he your Mom & Pop’s million $$$$ investment? (Oops, I’d better not speak too soon here.)
Lovingly,
Harley McGuire
I am still licking my “chops” and that’s because last night my Mom went to dinner with her friend and brought back a “lamb chop” or maybe it was a leg, cuz it was BIG. She washed it off, cuz there was some sort of bodie sauce on it, but I managed to get into it good and got some of that mushy stuff inside.
YUMMO! So Harley, whether it’s “Pup” errony or Lamb Chop, our Moms are always thinking of us and share “treats” with us. People food is really good.
I hated thunder and rain til one day my pal Champ cross the street snuck over & begged me to c’mon with him cuz he had a SECRET MUDDY OWN to show me!!
I’m admitting to bein’ easily swayed Harley. Dad said I lost my sense of reasonin’ for some reason! He oughtta know cuz mom sometimes looks at him & says she doesn’t understand his reasonin’ about a lot of things either.
Before I knew it, Champ & I worked out a plan. Later I pretended to be scoutin’ to do my bizness & ducked round the corner of the house & there was good ole Champ waitin’ as arranged. We hightailed it up the lane & Dad told me later I caught him by surprise cuz I’m usually very very good & never run off. Dad told mom it was a bit worrisome bout me leavin’ (I’m getting old & limp a lot) so he went scoutin’ round for me!
But I’m old and smart. Champ showed me his secret MUDDY OWN ditch nearby & we rolled & rolled & drank ditch water & ate grass & plain lost our minds playing! I felt like a pup again Harley & I’ll remember that day til I’m in Four Paws Heaven.
Bout a half hour later & gettin’ nigh on dark, I told Champ it was time to get on home. We barked at my front door cuz my mom is a sweetie pie pushover & besides I knew dad was still out scoutin’ for us.
I do admit to feelin’ a mite guilty bout Dad but not much cuz Mom often says he needs to get out more.
Mom opened the door & said “OH CHARLIE I AM SO GLAD YOU’RE HOME SAFE” but before she could finish her sentence, Champ raced in with me following & then Champ shook mud ALL OVER THE KITCHEN but I knew better (KIDS!) so I rubbed up against the walls because I knew shaking had been bad karma in the past.
I sometimes hear mom tell dad she keeps finding mud no matter how good she cleans! But in the end Dad and Champ’s dad were happy to see us but HOLY MUDDY OWN it was a GOOD ONE HARLEY MCGUIRE !!
So my advice the next time you’re left home alone is that you & a pal figure out how to go play in a MUDDY OWN !! It’s the barking best !!
Oh Charlie Bert, that is a very funny story with a happy ending, thank goodness. Don’t know what my mom would do if I escaped on such a venture.
But, old pal, just to let you in on the latest here, Mom found this big lump on my neck under my disengaged jaw. Well, she saw a black thingy in the center and thought it might be a ticker of some kind. An emergency trip to our old but new veternary set us straight. A ticker? Not! It was a ‘pider bite. Doc Jerry said probly a black widder or maybe a gray sumpin or tother (recluse?) but he squished a bunch of icky stuff out of it and oh what a mess. Didn’t hurt a bit but of course Ma is moaning an groaning like it was her t’was bit. Now I gets some tasty medicine squirted in my mouth every morning. Yummy!
Anyways, point being. Watch out for critters big and small. If you visit SECRET MUDDY OWNS or any other strange places you might get more than just a romp in the mud. Better mind your P’s, Q’s, and poops!
Lovingly,
Harley McGuire
I absolutely hate it when my Mom leaves me at home. She says it’s because it’s too hot to leave me in the car, but heck, she could just take me with her instead of doing that. Sometimes when she takes me somewhere and then returns home, I show her a thing or two. I refuse to get out of the car because I’m counting on her having to go out again. Mom said to tell you that I saw one of those “musicians” that play rock n’ roll and his hair was combed up to a point, like a kewpie doll. It was funny looking. Bye for now.