MaggieMoose: Dreaming the Impawsable Dream

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"I love those who yearn for the impossible."

Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

  Maggie's dreaming of the impawsable dream.... It's in her nature, because she believes in moose size pawsabilities. She does her dreaming many times during the day or night. It's a reminder for me to reach for the unreachable star... the star of our 1st kid’s book (age 6 up) MaggieMooseTracks®© Making Friends being read worldwide by children, sharing its pawsitive message of love and moose size pawsabilities. 

Maggie's eyes barely opened as she looked at me like I was the holy paparazzi terror giving her grief. Maybe it was because I interrupted one of her ginormous impawable dreams she was dreaming? Reaching for the unreachable star of MaggieMooseTracks®© Making Friends? Hugs Maggie, it's Friday. Let's go live out some of our dreams while our artist finishes our book's illustrations.

Sneak peek of one of the Draft illustrations:

Meet Polly porcupine, sometimes friends can be prickly!

MaggieMoose: The Orange Ball Caper

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"The moment one gives close attention to any thing, even a blade of grass it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself."

Henry Miller

  It all started with the rumblings from the other room. I'm busy doing non-MaggieMoose stuff. The noise was reminiscent of Maggie throwing her toys out of her toy box. I know she's seeking that one special toy. I continued on doing my own thing. Suddenly, there she is, the orange ball is in her mouth. Maggie looks at me longer than comfortable as if it's suppose to mean something. The next thing I know she's on her Scooby Doo towel. I think, oh OK. I continue on.

Before I can say BOO Maggie has moved to the couch. Oh no. Darn her. I know what she did. I didn't pay attention to that orange ball in her mouth and now it's under the couch. This means I have to get up off my chair and retrieve that dang ball. This is Maggie 101: How to Get Attention. Quietly roll the ball under the couch so, the human has to get up and get it. I've played this game many times. It's Maggie's personal favorite game when people come to visit.

OK, I'm here Maggie. I get on the floor and look under the couch. SURPRISE. Orange ball. I retrieve. Maybe I was a Golden Retriever in another life? Except my tail isn't wagging in this life.

I give Maggie the ball back by throwing it down the hallway. OK, she's happy I threw the ball. Maggie saunters back with the ball in her mouth. I turn away for a quick moment. I look back. Oh no. Her look tells me she's put that dang orange ball under the footstool. It didn't roll by itself. I know my Maggie. She's behind this caper, this orange ball caper. 

SURPRISE.

Heavens to Betsy. Maggie me thinks, you're genius, you could do your own advertising campaign. Want Attention? Add Maggie. Maggie got her little play time with reluctant me. Life is funny how paying attention to one thing can give it so much magnificence it becomes a world unto itself. Life's a BALL! Maggie goes back to Scooby Doo, her elk antlers, and her twig toy with the orange ball laying still in front her. Visible to the world of MaggieMoose.

MaggieMoose Christmas Coin Toss

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:

"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful." 

Norman Vincent Peale

  This week Maggie has had a few melting down moments. Not the kind like when one loses self control, but the kind where chocolate melts in the hot sun. UJ (Uncle John) petted her into oblivion last night. She couldn't move a muscle. It reminded me of her literally being attached with super glue. She was not going anywhere. Maggie felt really, really good. Like a coin, Maggie flips to the other side when there's something to get excited about, like presents under the tree or more visitors. Looking very relaxed in her regal pose, she guards her kingdom of presents. Cousin Willy, the moose sits on our piano keeping her company. They wait for the big Christmas eve night..... Mum's the word-tonight we are having more family over. I'll let it be a surprise. If I tell Maggie she might go into Scooby Doo mode with excitement! Arf Arf .... For now, I'll let her stay wrapped up in a soft, magical blanket of Christmas beauty.