IT'S OFFICIAL - I'M CERTIFIED!

[Cathy C. Bennett]

Perhaps when you read this title you were thinking Leo has successfully completed Agility Training. Not yet. Barring clear skies and dry ground we should have our last and final class this Saturday.

When I titled this post: “I’m Certified” I am referring to ones sanity when it comes to her doodles!

The rational part of me questions my deductive reasoning when I think about the things I do with/for them.

I mean really – did I ever envision myself:

Packing them up, driving to DE so that they could enjoy a “lease-less” day at the beach?…

Participating in “pet events” BEFORE 8:00am on a Saturday morning?…

Falling for their doodle duo pouting game so they could get a ride in the car?…

Making “doodle favors” for a birthday pawty at doggie day camp?…

Taking them to the park? (Lord, help me!)…

Even though I did all of these things I still thought of myself as somewhat sane! But reality can hit you when you least expect it and you’ve just got to deal with it head on.

Earlier this month something got inside of Leo (read: Doodle Down) and he wasn’t feeling too good…

In addition to some good ole fashion drugs, Leo’s diet had to change for a few days to allow his tummy some time to rest and regroup. Most dogs will feast on a bland diet of rice and/or pasta, but not mine. They won’t touch the stuff.

Doodle Doc’s instructions were to boil chicken breasts, shred, chop or grind, and add peeled, mashed white or sweet potatoes to the chicken. Now, I don’t know about you, but this was a whole new world for me.

So I got to boiling, peeling, grinding, and mixing …

All the while I’m thinking “am I really cooking for them now?” And I got my answer when I looked down at Harley waiting like he was dining at some 5 star pet restaurant…

I shouted in my mind, “girl you have really gone over to the far side now!” 

I prepared this culinary delight for days – which seemed like months. Two cups of “chicken tater mash” (that’s what I named it), three times a day for TWO DOODLES. I felt like an inmate on kitchen detail. Every thing seemed “off schedule.” Poor DH – his dinner was always late…

That’s when the “reality wall” snuck up and hit me – the “certified” member in this “Doodle household” is me!…

• I AM CERTIFIED
• I AM DOODLE CRAZY
• AND I RUV IT

Leo was very appreciative of his “hospital food.” He seemed to find it tasty, and his tummy tolerated it quite well…

We’re back on our regular culinary regiment, tummy issues are gone, we’re hanging out around town, and I’m ruving every single minute…

If I am “doodle crazy” then I’ll represent it well. I’m gonna print out my certificate and hang it in my office proudly!

If your crazy about your dog, then you should have one too! Tell me your breed, send me a picture and I will gladly create one and send it back to you. We can start a club – HA!

Thanks fur reading, and most importantly, thanks fur understanding…

[Lonnie & Libby Lu]

Be loud, be proud and be CRAZY!  Congratulations, we are all in there with you:)

[Joanna, Zoe & Bender]

HAHAHAHA!  this is great!  I have done every single thing you have listed above as well!  :)  

I went shopping today and saw a lady with her dogs at Homegoods and I totally missed my dogs!  

[Jane, Rooney & Stuart]

Love it!