MaggieMoose: Sunday Reset Paws

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"Sunday clears away the rust of the whole week."

Joseph Addison

Maggie paw'sing on Sunday - Reset!

MaggieMoose: Summer Fling

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

 "Mysterious love, uncertain treasure, hast thou more of pain or pleasure! Endless torments dwell about thee; Yet who would live, and live without thee!

Joseph Addison

  My phone rang. I started chatting with a friend. Of course, Maggie requests to go outside when I'm on the phone. She predictably does this only when this one friend calls. Maybe I talk too long? In stealth motion she's back inside with a twig in her mouth. The difference with this twig is that Maggie has been in a summer induced twig drought. To those who know Maggie, they know she LOVES TWIGS. I have many, many photos of her with her favorite twigs-coffee table material. The origin of the word moose is loosely translated into 'twig eater'. Hence, MaggieMoose. This one twig is likened to a summer fling for Maggie, after all who would live without thee! 

MaggieMoose: Pow Wow Tales of Magic

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"Everything that is new or uncommon raises a pleasure in the imagination, because it fills the soul with an agreeable surprise, gratifies its curiosity, and gives it an idea of which it was not before possessed."

Joseph Addison

  I told Maggie all about when Maggie's human sib Julie and I attended the Stanford Pow Wow over Mother's Day weekend. The Stanford Pow Wow was held in the eucalyptus grove circle on Stanford University campus. We enjoyed our Indian tacos while we waited for the ceremonies to begin. To our right view we witnessed a young girl's curiosity and pure enthrallment happen. This young girl went up to one of the drum groups while they prepared for the Pow Wow drumming event. At the same time some of the drum group's members prepared the ritual of piece by piece applying their dance costumes for the dancing competitions. This little girl might have come straight out of the book Little House in the Big Woods by Laura Ingalls Wilder. She was the cutest girl. Her curiosity reminded me of my now grown daughter Julie who sat next to me. A perfect Mother's Day gift to me to reflect on mothering memories.

The members of this drum group were so sweet with the young girl. We could tell from afar they answered all her inquisitive questions. Before the Pow Wow started the drum group received CDs of their music to later sell to the crowd. The little girl studied the CD case of their drum music for the longest time. Finally, she melted back into the crowd of people and the Pow Wow ceremonies began. My daughter and I witnessed pre-Pow Wow magic as it might have filled this little girl's soul with imagination of an agreeable surprise. Maggie was pleased. WOOF WOOF