Hi, my name is Rommy and I’m a guest blogger here on sanseilife.
Animal Haiku is instinctive and natural, can you learn from this simple message?
On healing your soul.
life is the present
let the past melt from your fur
before its too late
Hi, Rommy, Roscoe and Monty here, regular guest bloggers on sanseilife.
Our story? Our sister Haley, her husband Matt, and their three kids Buster, Remmy and Ranger are coming for a visit!
Haley and Matt are humans but thank goodness their kids are canines!
Mom is stocking up with food for us. She’s going to have to go back to the store again because this is not clearly not enough.
She also has a problem with math. Two boxes of dog treats at 20 pounds each, do you see the problem here?
Well the canines out there will be able to figure it out quickly but for you humans we will have to spell it out.
Six doggies divided into 40 pounds of dog treats does not come out to and easily calculated division.
We clearly need 20 more pounds of dog treats!
60 pounds of dog treats divided by six dogs equals 10 pounds of dog treats per dog, a very easily calculated division of treats.
Sigh, poor Mom, she is soooooo mentally challenged.
Hi my name is Monty and I am a regular guest blogger here on sanseilife. My story today? My human brother’s sock.
I have three brothers. Rommy, Roscoe and the human aka Treat Master.
He doesn’t come often enough and he doesn’t stay long enough when he does come, I miss him terribly.
I think mom misses him too so when she saw me carrying around his sock she let me keep it because I wasn’t chewing it up. I think she understands that his scent is like perfume to my brain and it’s a wonderful wonderful feeling, almost like having him here with me!
I am hoping for Treat Master to come soon for another visit. I know he’ll be especially pleased I didn’t chew up his sock!
Hi Rommy, Roscoe and Monty here, regular guest bloggers on sanseilife.
Our story? We have a secret dog toy stash! Well we guess since we blogged about it it’s not a secret anymore is it?
Our sister Haley, her husband Matt, and their three kids Buster, Remmy and Ranger are coming for a visit!
We want our nephews to have a great time so we are collecting toys in anticipation of their visit.
We are working on a dog treat stash too, but that’s a whole nother blog post isn’t it?🐾🐾🐾
Hi my name is Monty and I am a regular guest blogger here on sanseilife. My story today? My human brother.
I have three brothers. Rommy, Roscoe and the human.
We can’t remember his human name but we call him Treat Master because he’s the only one of the four of us that can open this container:
He is also the only of my brothers that will cuddle me and let me snuggle. He likes naps almost as much as I do.
When mom says “What are you boys up to?” he’s included in the pack!
Hi my name is Roscoe and I am a guest blogger here on sanseilife with an update on living with Addison’s disease.
When my mom rescued me from Colorado Puppy Rescue they told her that I had been found on the streets alone, at less than six weeks old.
I was skin and bones, you could see my backbones even though they had been feeding me for several days so I must’ve been really in bad shape when they found me. Thank goodness I don’t remember much of it.
I’ve been sick a lot. Even before my diagnosis of Addison’s disease. One thing that was strange was I never had much fur and Mom never needed to brush me.
Since I have been on my hormone replacement injections every month I’ve been feeling much better and my fur has been growing like crazy!
I haven’t let her brush me since my fur started to thicken and after over a year I was really scruffy. Because of my delicate temperament from being a stray as a young puppy mom has a soft spot and if I put my paw down she relents.
Finally she was able to talk me into a partial grooming (she let me sit in her chair while she sat on the footstool) and I let her do about one third of my body before I got bored and put my paw down. She got enough fur to make a whole new puppy – a mini me – a mini Roscoe!
Don’t tell mom but it actually kind of felt good until I got anxious and had to put a stop to it. I’ll probably let her do it again but she’ll have to give me another premium treat.
I haven’t decided what I’m going to hold out for, I have pretty heavy paws and mom is a pretty big wimp so I can get a premium treat of some kind if I keep patient.
I’ll keep you posted dear readers.
Oh by the way that’s just part of a snack on my nose not another disease!