Showing posts with label twig eater. Show all posts
Showing posts with label twig eater. Show all posts

Monday, August 19, 2013

MaggieMoose: Moose Size Dreams

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:
"To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe."


  We have some chocolate moose for our #MMTWorld celebration of #MooseMonday. YUM. For me, it's all about the moose size dream of chocolate come true. Since Maggie is the moose in this house she's happy if I'm happy. Hey, wait a minute! Maggie, do I see a twig hanging out of your mouth? Now that's Maggie's idea of moose size dreaming. Moose” comes from an Algonquin Indian word meaning “twig-eater”. Happy #MooseMonday!
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Sunday, June 2, 2013

MaggieMoose: Blue Blood Moose Gene Pool

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:
"The privilege of a lifetime is being who you are."


  Little did I know a couple years ago when Maggie arrived that I got a two for one package. Part dog and part moose. As a puppy, Maggie didn't just have moose size paws, but she came with a a very active moose gene pool twirling about inside of her. This was the part of her that swirls and twirls for a moose size love off twigs. She lives for twigs. I could make a coffee table book of all the photos I've taken of her twig delicacies she's brought me. On my part, it's acceptance. I accept her for who she is, part dog and part moose. On Maggie's part, it's privilege. Privilege to be who she is in her lifetime. Everyday she reminds me of this moose side of her. I acknowledge and accept this fact when I take another camera shot of a different twig hanging out of her mouth. The day I discovered that the word moose meant twig eater I put aside the need for a DNA test to prove she's part moose. Anyone that can track twigs down like Maggie is a true blue blood twig royal. She agrees. WOOF WOOF


Friday, June 22, 2012

Alces alces: Unpredictable Predictable MaggieMoose

Maggie's pawsability thought for the day:
“It is our task, both in science and in society at large, to prove the conventional wisdom wrong and to make our unpredictable dreams come true”

Maggie & 12" twig

  Maggie walked in this morning from outside carrying a 12" twig. Her usual fare is a 2" twig. I haven't had to negotiate with Maggie over a large twig for some time. I forgot how predictable Maggie is, because she's been unpredictable lately. Back to the twig, the drill is we exchange twig for treat. Maggie's been doing this since she was a little puppy. Her junkyard dog grip on the fragile looking twig is legendary around here. Why bother fighting over it? I give, she gives. 
12" twig
I know she dreams about these larger than life twigs. I think she dreams she's running in the forest with a smorgasbord of twig delights to chose from like her cousin the moose. Maggie's a wannabe herbivore. I'm glad she doesn't have a four-chambered stomach. She might eat me out of house and home. "Mooswa" is an Algonkian name for twig eater later changed into English as what we know today as "moose". I'll support Maggie's unpredictable dreams she's a real living moose with a bevy of greater than life size twigs. After all, we both believe in moose size pawsability living....