Enjoying the World...and Movies...and Horny Toads?...and Tiny Computers

SUMMARY: A brief interlude on movie credits and making people look

Source: My comment on a friend's blog post April 8, 2025.

Me in theater with End Game 
ticket stub. Marvel sure
figured out how to keep 
people there thru the credits!
(April 2019)

I don't remember when I started staying in the theater through the credits. Maybe when there were a couple of films where I heard that someone I knew was listed. (And someone was!)

But vaguely remember always wanting to know the source of the music, and the locations where it was filmed, and, yes, all the fascinating jobs that people had, so many of which I had to go home and look up afterwards (back before we were all carrying little portable computers with us). I don't remember the definitions of most of them, but I still think I see something new every time. 

When I had some regular movie-going buddies, we'd all sit and watch and comment on the job titles or the people or the little entertaining things that they sometimes decorated the credits with. A team activity.

But even outside the rare occupation of waiting to the end of movie credits (PS pisses me off when I see one streamed and they cut it off before the credits are done!), I love taking the time to look around  wherever I am and to enjoy where I am. I forget to do so too often these days, but having my camera along helps.

I love taking photos, and so often when I stop to take a photo of something that catches my eye, other people slow down or stop to see what I'm so carefully focusing my mighty camera and lens on. "Oh I've never noticed that before, and I come here often" is not uncommon. Not sure that's the exact equivalent of running around the prairie behind my parents' new home as a kid, turning over rocks looking for horny toads or shooting cap pistols as we played cowboys and rustlers, or whatever. But it's the adult equivalent? Maybe?

These days, I find myself often tired and sore and I rely far too much on my tiny machine to provide entertainment. This is a good reminder to cut it wayyyy back.

where are all my spoons?

SUMMARY: summarytext

source : Title is  from a friend's March 28,2025 Facebook post, which also blamed teenagers for it.

for about a year and a half, I had 3 renters living in my house who were post college and working for Americorps to try to make the world a better place, I suppose. it was a great thing for them to do.

in the manner of my personal property, they were more like neglectful teenagers. (Although I don't remember that I or any of my sisters ever did things like make off with spoons.)

Every time I emptied the dishwasher of clean dishes, I counted my silverware. Because I found that I had to ask multiple times over their residency why I was missing two spoons. Or a knife. 

Or the time that drove me nuts related to my nice set of measuring spoons– – sturdy, metal, they just looked and felt nice and of course I thought they were pretty accurate.--and one day I needed the tablespoon measure for something. And I could not find it. I could not imagine where they had put it away. I looked in all the drawers and cabinets and took a glance into their rooms because they weren't home at the time. 

One of them was on a long trip to somewhere like Africa. The other two said that they had no idea what I was talking about. But when the guy came back from Africa, I asked, and he dashed to a cabinet and revealed that he kept it in a bag of some sort of food supplement because he used it frequently and always needed the tablespoon. Left it in his bag. My tablespoon. With three other people living in the same household who might want it at some point.

then there was the woman and her teenage son. He was a very responsible young man, going to college and working full-time at the same time, was promoted to manager of the store where he worked, etc. etc. She also worked, with children. But during their maybe two year residency, I lost something like four forks and two spoons and a knife and the butter knife – – This was from a set of silverware that I had finally bought because it was beautiful after I moved out on my own and I had always wanted a beautiful, complete set of silverware. 

also, my favorite Tupperware containers vanished. Even though I told them, repeatedly, in fact I think it was in the rental agreement, that nothing of mine should be taken from the house ever. Yes, I took it out of the damage deposit when they moved out (fortunately the manufacturer was still making The silverware  and I was able to replace the individual pieces) (Along with... dang, now I don't remember. They had lost or damaged more things than the  damage deposit would cover.) They were very nice people and we were, you know, rental friends. Sigh.

I could think of worse things that a couple of other renters did, But nothing to really write home about. Like any relationship, one takes the good and the iffy Together.



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recognizing faces and Overreacting about your own

SUMMARY: summarytext

Source:  My response to a friend's blog post. Not sure whether you need a Sub space subscription to read it, but here's the link anyway:

https://myphoneboothphase.substack.com/p/small-things-like-big-noses/comments?utm_source=substack&utm_medium=web&utm_campaign=post_viewer

I sometimes panic about not recognizing even people I know well. There was that one trip when my husband was out of town for two weeks and I was sitting in the airport waiting for his flight to come in (back in the days when you could do that), and the stress level went up, what if I didn't recognize him when he got off the plane? This was a man whom I had seen and spent considerable time with for several years.

I did recognize him immediately, but the fear was real.

Or when a good friend moved out of state and we decided to get together for a girl's weekend at Yosemite. She also flew in and I had the same panic--it had been probably 2 years since I had seen her.

I did recognize her immediately, but the fear was real.

Hair color & style is the main thing I notice. Like the first week at a new contract, when I accosted a young woman with shoulder-length straight blonde hair and started dumping info and questions. She finally said, bewildered, why are you asking me--I know nothing about these things--and directed me to the proper woman elsewhere in the building, who also had shoulder-length straight blonde hair.

I have read that most people have some degree of Prosopagnosia. Some research indicates that a majority of people can't recognize many famous faces with the hair removed from their photos.

Another good friend stopped smiling a few years back. Last time I visited, she complimented me on my ability to summon up a happy smile for photos at any time. I said surely she could work on that, too, since she has a lovely smile. But that's when she told me that she had a missing tooth (I think one 3rd from the front) and knew that people would judge her on that so she would never smile with open lips. I said, this is the first I knew that you were missing a tooth. 

people – – including me – – worry about what other people think about how they look. Truth is, they're just trying to figure out whether you are the woman with the shoulder length straight blonde hair that you met yesterday or someone else entirely Who has exactly the same sole feature that you noticed.

Training the dog

SUMMARY: TWO new classes!

source: 3/8/25 started with a response to a friend's blog post.

Zorro and his Human Mom (me) have been working on a bunch of things suddenly this month. In addition to the nosework that we started...4 weeks ago already?... last week we started Advanced pet dog training as a refresher at the local PetCo (we did all that 9 years ago or so, but don't practice enough). Including things like reactivity and paying impromptu attention to the human even when not in a specific training situation. 

Zorro can be quite reactive on leash. Or not. HM was a bit worried beforehand, especially seeing the small training area and learning that the other 2 dogs in the class are large males, which Zorro is more likely to take exception to than much smaller or female dogs. Lo and behold, everyone has behaved exceptionally! And we are mostly working outside the little fenced area, throughout the pet store, so there's space aplenty. (9 years ago, for beginning and advanced classes, Zorro was so wild a couple of times that I had to put him back into the car eventually and go inside by myself. Thank goodness he has mellowed out to the world so much!) 

 I also realized that, although we practice sits, downs, waits lots at home, we don't much practice elsewhere, or that loose leash walking let alone like a heel, or waiting before going through a gate or door (can you say "gradual relaxation of criteria"?). Our goal is to get Zorro's CDC, since almost all my other dogs have earned it.

Yesterday was our second session, and he is a champ at some things (sit and down on command, although staying there is iffy; I always intended these commands to have an implied "stay" but clearly we need to work on that--but I knew that just from working at home) (and come when called (now that he knows I have a handful of treats)) (and spontaneously looking at me) (and paying attention to me instead of to the other dogs when they walk by, which is a specific class exercise). 

Realized on my way to Nosework this week, which was outside for the first time (still just 3 rows of boxes with treats in a few of them), how bad we have become at "heel" work and at sit/wait to go through the gate. This is all probably good for both of us. We did work on these things quite a lot when he was probably 1-3 yrs old.

 Do I have photos? STILL NO!!! Doh.

nosework: it seemed inevitable

SUMMARY: everyone is doing it, either post agility or alongside agility

origin: my post and comments on Facebook, February 14, 2025 --and then I didn't actually post this here until Mar 8, but I backdated it to Feb 17 anyway.

Today, Zorro attended his first nosework class. He joined a class that had been already ongoing. He knows how to find treats for sure. He kind of whipped in, found the treats, and was ready for more. But a terrible thing happened:

I DIDN'T TAKE ANY PHOTOS !! 

But I Facebooked it anyway and here's some of the ensuing discussion. It's long and basically unedited, and it's mostly encouragement from friends and their own experiences and me filling in details about our smelling background:

michelle: How fun. I hope you end up loving nosework as much as I do.  I know Zorro will.

me:  I hide his food at mealtime quite often. I like it because it keeps him occupied longer than the three minutes it takes to eat it out of even a puzzle bowl. He likes it because it's food and it's interesting. His tail is usually wagging the whole time. So, so far it's no different than what we do here at home. Sometime soon I hope that we add the scents and fade the food for nosework purposes. 

Michelle:  So fun.  I do a cookie scatter for my dogs every night but it is not a huge challenge as it is a small area.  there is alot you can teach a dog long before you get to odor. Odor is the easy part.  Kind of like agility, we all want to teach the contacts and weaves but so much of the foundation is just ground work.

me:  last night I was trying to remember how I got to where I have a dog that I can just put in a down-stay somewhere while I wander around randomly distributing food substance. I think it started with a suggestion in an early class of some kind? I don't remember whether I ever did it with my first dog, Amber. I might have. 

And the initial suggestion was to cut a paper towel tube into 1 inch circles, lay them out in a row, put a treat in one of them, and then see if the dog can go more or less directly to that one . it turned into me hiding one treat somewhere out of the dogs' sight end releasing one of the dogs to go find it. Then they would get another treat as a reward when they did. And then I would hide another one and let another dog go find it and so on. At some point, I started hiding more than one treat at a time.

It has made a difference with only one dog in the household, also, because I no longer have to block off areas to allow each dog to do a big search for their own whole bunch of kibble or treats. I can just hide it all over the place and leave Zorro to it.

Michelle:  super fun!!  You are going to love nosework. You’ll get the competitive side of this game. Ribbons!!

Gwen: Yay!! I know it’s not as much of an adrenaline rush as agility, but from a dog-behavior-geeky standpoint, nosework is pretty fun indeed. And always a learning experience.

me: through the years I have loved watching my dogs find edibles. It never takes any of them long to get the idea. Their noses just tell them to get to work! I love seeing a dog walk briskly around a room, maybe trot a little bit, and suddenly their head jerks back to one side and they turn around and go looking for the scent that their nose caught as they went by.

I hide kibble in things, under things, behind things, on things, out of sight, in sight but in a weird place… boxes, bags, large canisters, bookshelves, under carpets or towels or toys or cushions on the floor, wrap a bunch up in their fleece or other large piece of material randomly so they have to dig around to find each. 

Inside the house, I have avoided putting things at higher elevations because I don't want the dogs to ever think about it's OK to take something off the coffee table or the side table or whatever it might be. I know I need to work on elevated things. We took three turns in class yesterday after the instructor hid treats, and in the last one, he finally came to me and stood staring at me wagging his tail ears up, wanting to know what the heck was going on because he  thought he was done. I just told him he was doing good and go find it, he was all Business, turned around and went looking and found both of the elevated hides very quickly then.

Gwen:  you two are well on your way! 

Lloyda: I agree with Gwen.  It’s fun to be doing something my dog clearly loves.

me: yes, his tail is often wagging as he goes looking. I mean, I would work to find candy or cake or cookies hidden all over the house!😄

Sara: Nosework is wonderful! Dogs love it, it’s really interesting— much more so than I expected when I got into it about 10 years ago, with Miko (who thought agility was dumb). Astra is now loving her class at San Lorenzo DTC—the same class Joyo used to be in, with some of the same people and dogs. She’s by far the least experienced dog in the class, but she does really well. She passed her ORT last month, has a Sniff’n’Go at Marin Humane on Friday, and her first trial in March.  We probably won’t do a whole lot of trials, and I don’t care if it’s NACSW or AKC. In it for the fun, and teamwork with my dog.

me: Sara McAulay I will probably look into competitions when we are ready. I don't know if they are more frequent than they were few years ago, were everyone was desperate trying to earn scores because there were so few events and filled up instantaneously. And now I'm in an area where there aren't nearly as many people or dog activities. We shall see.

Sara: Ellen Levy Finch zorro and you will both enjoy yourselves either way.

And if you buy an inexpensive little kit of scent oils, you can play in your house and yard, hardware stores (often), playgrounds, parking lots…

Julie: Congratulations for giving Zorro (and yourself) the gift of Nosework.

me:  all of my dogs have loved hunting for treats that I have hidden. So I have watched them do it for at least 30 years now. I just always preferred agility in part because it kept me very active physically and mentally and kept my dog very active physically and mentally and we were always working as a team! The communication between me and my dog in agility training and agility competition was one of the most exhilarating aspects of it.

Yes, I love watching my dogs hunt for food, but I still miss the things that agility gave me. I don't see the teamwork involved in nosework. You and others who have been doing it or teaching it for so long maybe can respond to that.

I am thinking of a one weekend nosework type seminar that I went to with Tika and boost quite a few years ago. The instructor had his dogs with him. He had someone hide a scent somewhere on the very large property (not his property), and then he sent his… I think it was a Malinois that time... to go do the search. The dog ran full speed around the whole field area and then full speed, with very brief hesitations (slowed down a bit and turned head) about halfway around again and then zoomed across to where it was hidden in a tree, one of the places he had hesitated slightly before, and put his paws up and just stared up into the tree. I do not believe that a dog doing, for example, a methodical trot around the perimeter would have found it faster...

I decided that's what I would want my dog to do if I decided to do nosework. We are nowhere near that. Zorro hurries around the room, but isn't running at all. I think I need to start hiding stuff outside even though the weather is crappy. I also need to start pairing scents, but I'm trying to be patient.

Julie: I got started in Nosework with the people who invented this activity/sport. They were all professional detection dog handlers who noticed just how much their dogs enjoyed the training and decided to see if their friends dogs would like it just as much. The rest is history. I went to my first seminar in 2011, quickly decided I wanted to learn as much as possible about it when I saw how much my dogs loved it and started the process of becoming a certified instructor. Since then I have spent probably tens of thousands of hours observing dogs searching and almost as many hours teaching classes to other people who wanted to find an activity that would be not only enriching but also fun for both them and their dogs. They also wanted something that would be very accessible and affordable. K9 Nosework is exactly that and so much more. It opens the dog's world to us and allows us to see the invisible world of scent through their behavior. It is endlessly complex, never the same for any 2 dogs and provides physical and mental enrichment to the team. It truly is a team sport and can be very physically demanding but also kind to a dog's body, especially those who might be getting older or have some injury that prevents them from doing agility or other very physical response. A 6 week Introduction to K9 Nosework© class taught by a CNWI (Certified K9 Nosework Instructor) will give you the best introduction to this extremely popular sport. Here's a link to search by geographical area for an instructor: https://education.k9nosework.com/findinstructor

Sharon: Good for you and Zorro! How on earth are there no photos; my sister with the always present cameras?

me:  I know. What a dork!

this is all there I have: the door to the training facility.

[ insert photo from 2 weeks earlier]

Susan: Good for you!!!

dishwasher points

SUMMARY:  Rules for Dishwashers

Source: My comment on someone else's post about how super efficient they are at packing the dishwasher and how many points they gain or lose by certain rules of their own, such as what if something doesn't get clean. Their point system has established that they can fit 24 items in the top rack and 24 items in the lower rack and they lose points if they don't fit that many in… Well, it's complicated. Anyway, here's my response.

I agree to a certain degree. 

my current just-washed load; because the top rack was fully loaded and I needed forks or something, I sadly could not completely fill the lower level.

I consider the dishwasher a labor saving device. Therefore, I lose points for every item that could be washed in the dishwasher that isn't, because then I would have to wash it by hand, necessitating a dish pan with dish soap and a dish cloth and rinsing and a dish drying rack and all that. 

My strategy is to keep adding things to the dishwasher until everything that could go in at that moment is in AND the dishwasher is as full as I can get it given certain restrictions – – I do not stockpile dishes on my counter for that purpose. Nor do I hand wash things that the dishwasher could handle. (Exceptions: Sharp knives, pots and pans, and certain delicate items. But I avoid using all of those as much as possible!) also, running out of some particular important clean item (say, forks) takes precedence over trying to fill every square inch of the dishwasher. 

And I have rules: for example, lightweight plastics go only on the top rack, glass drinkware goes only on the top rack. even if I am out of something important, both top and bottom rack should be as full as makes sense to my own rules of logic. 

For one person, with occasional guests, I think I run the dishwasher about once every five days. Here is a full clean load. Too bad I had to leave a little unused space in the bottom rack. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

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agility learning never stops

SUMMARY: compare 1995 to 2025

Source:  My comment on a friend's Facebook post about how agility training never ends, January 2, 2025. 

TO DO: Add photos?

Susan P said: Lots to do- always lots to do. Agility- the sport for people who never reach a finished product! lol

Never finished, right! I remember a point in my agility career, probably around the end of my first year, when I'd been competing for perhaps six months after six months of class training, and I thought, we already know how to do all the obstacles and we know the rules and we can run a course, what more do we need to learn? 

Of course Nancy and Jim (Of Power Paws agility) kept figuring out more things for us to learn. Dang it! And I continued with all that sort of thing for almost 2 decades. And by the end of that time, agility was changing faster then I could keep up with. It is very different sport.

Equipment

Some changes are to the equipment. Back then, I thought we needed an even larger variety of equipment that was already available. But since then, most if not all American utility organizations (Based on what I know about AKC, UKI, USDAA, CPE, and NADAC – – the last one has gone even farther away with obstacles) have eliminated The following (in part, for safety, and part for their difficulty as an obstacle to set up and move around):

• the crossover, 
• the chute (collapsed tunnel)
• The table except in certain circumstances
•  I think the tire is on the way out? 
• and I'm not sure about triple jumps… I think they are gone?

other changes: 

• The A-frame is now rubberized (And so are the dog walk and the teeter) instead of plain plywood or metal, And is not as high
•  I don't think anyone allows an odd number of weave poles anymore But I remember encountering 11 at least once in a competition. And the spacing between weave poles is much more generous by several inches

Handling And training

i'm not sure that I can do a summary or even a list of everything that has changed here.Back when I started, it was not completely uncommon to see people trying to always run the course with their dog on their left side, as in heel position. In my training, it was all about doing the right body language and the right obstacle name to get the dogs to go around a course. Now, everyone is learning Commands to verbally direct their dog to the backside of a  Obstacle or to skip an obstacle or to prepare to turn instantly after An obstacle. Handler's work at a much greater distance from their dogs, and that is particularly important because dogs have gotten so much faster.

Back then, pretty much everyone trained their dogs to at least stop briefly in the yellow zone at the bottom of the contacts. A few years into my experience, people were starting to work on figuring out how to train dogs to do running contacts, that is keep their complete speed but ensure that they got their feet in the yellow. More theories were evolving over that time. More people were successful with the training.Now, watching some of the national international championship runs, I think almost everyone is trying for running contacts and usually making them.

Dogs

back then, everyone began with whatever pet dog they had. Now, border collies Dominate the top two or three heights. When I first saw a fast Papillon on do a course, around 2000, I and everyone else were stunned to see the speed and that the dog's speed on the course beat even the top border collies. Papillion's became more common, now Some people are Breeding Border Paps To get the size and speed advantage of the smaller dogs and the working ethic of the border collies. As I understand it, that is still an experimental thing and the results are uneven, as to be expected when trying something new with crossing breeds.

And one no longer commonly gets a dog from Just someone that they know or at a shelter if they really want to compete at the top levels--people know so much more about which breeders are breeding for show versus breeders who are breeding for dog sports or herding...herding border collies are still a popular source. 

people have always worked on finding ways to get their dogs to do courses faster, to react to you faster, to move their legs faster, to make turns faster,but now there are so many activities and exercises to ensure their physical health and their attitude. That felt like they were just beginning when I started, if they were there at all.

In summary

everyone competing learns and relearns and relearns and relearns how to work with their dog on and off course as the standards for skill and time and performance and equipment change – – 

I would still love it if I were younger (because my joints did not age well). Sometimes I loved learning new things. Mostly I did. But towards the end, particularly as my knees and back got bad, I would look at the new "master handling" courses in USDAA and think, no way. Just no way.

But if I were younger and starting out…

Updated T-shirt count by year FYI

T-shirt tales—Because every t-shirt tells a story, don't it.
And I have so very many of them. Shirts. And stories. ---- Tell me more. or Read all t-shirt tales

SUMMARY: A quick update…

I updated the T-shirt count by year post just now.

National parks Passport stamps

SUMMARY:  I've been traveling a bit

Note: I do have T-shirts for several of the stamps that are currently in my passport book. I might or might not have created a page for them yet here. I will try to remember to put links to them later. Probably very much later. Later later later.

meanwhile: I finally bought a passport book for the national parks in mid-2021. I have added most of the stamps here in long driving trips that we took in September 2023 and in April 2024. Details And photos, again, might come sooner or later or not. 

"I and my dog could never do agility"

SUMMARY: ...or could we?!

Backfill: From a Facebook discussion May 18, 2024, on video of Nimble, fabulously fast, happy, and accurate purpose-bred mixed-breed border collie/papillon winning westminster agility--astonishing run.

https:// You .be/_-OhgzpSyWE?si=mGZgSZQDs3A5QGMY

(If this video doesn't work, you can simply search for "Nimble, mixed breed dog wins Westminster dog agility)"

MA

Admit it. Everyone of us dog owners out there, wish our dogs could do that.

EB

MA They can. It’s just a huge investment of time, training and money.

HS

MA Yeah, but you have to live with the dog, which means giving him or her regular training, a job to do, or else you end up with a bored destructive dog that ends up in a shelter. 😉

Ellen Levy Finch

MA That's what I thought the very first time I saw a dog doing agility--wished my dog could do that. Teeter! WEAVE POLES! ALL the things! I just *Knew* that I and my dog could never do those things, but I was willing to try and signed up for classes. HS. At the time, I had the budget for it. I had a dog who was active and eager to learn and I spent time teaching tricks and obedience every day, as well as long walks. It was ssoooooo good for me, too, but agility ended up making me and my dogs healthier and happier. 20 years later, I could look back at my four agility dogs (3 were mixes), each of whom earned at least one championship and two who earned multiple championships in different organization. PS And two of them came from shelters or rescues because they had *too much energy* for multiple failed adoptions. Perfect for me at that time.

SO --YEAH-- I wished my dogs could do that and it turns out that they could. 🙂e

What is a Rescue Dog anyway?

SUMMARY: It's a very debatable question

Taken from a facebook thread about a mixed breed (purpose-bred border collie/papillon) winning agility at Westminster

DS

I would love to see some sort of championship for rescue dogs

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CB

DS -  Mixed breeds and purebred can be rescues. Mixed breed dogs can compete in every venue for championships.

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Ellen Levy Finch

DS  Some clubs sometimes offer special prizes at their competitions for specific categories of dogs-- e.g.,highest-scoring mixed breed (not as much any more), highest-scoring shelter dog...

The challenge is in defining "rescue dogs". We've had a lot of discussions about this. Is a rehome a rescue? What if it's from a really bad home? What if it's from a loving home? What if it's facilitated by a rescue group even if they don't handle the dog directly? Is a dog adopted directly from the shelter a rescue dog? What if a rescue group saves the dog from one shelter and places them into a more friendly shelter? What if the dog spends a lot of time in a shelter and then a rescue group pulls them out and finds a new home? Is a dog found in the street (or abandoned in the hills, etc.) and the owner can't be found and is then adopted by the finder who basically served as their own Rescue, is that a rescue dog? Do we have to be sure that the dog was abused, neglected, or abandoned by a previous owner to qualify? Does giving to a shelter count as abandoned? Etc.

rescue dog

in British English

NOUN

1. a dog trained to assist rescue workers See also search dog

2. a dog that has been placed in a new home after being abused, neglected, or abandoned by its previous owner

Collins English Dictionary. 

Where do rescue dogs come from?

we like to refer to rescue dogs and cats as Mutt-i-grees: any dog, cat, puppy, or kitten who has been adopted into a responsible loving home, or is still waiting for that perfect family. 

 

Rescue dogs are homeless due to a variety of reasons.

They may have been surrendered by owners who could not care for them anymore, found on the street, or perhaps they were part of a litter born in a shelter. Animal League America also rescues dogs from puppy mills; these are often animals who would have been euthanized because they were determined no longer viable for breeding. Sometimes dogs are found after a natural disaster, when pets get separated from their owners, who then can’t be found.

What they all have in common is the need for a family of their own.

North Shore Animal League

Sheba -- the only one of my dogs who came directly from a shelter. Remington, Jake, Tika, and Zorro all spent some time in custody of rescue groups, although  Jake was first adopted by my agility instructor and then came to me. I believe that Tika, Zorro, and Remington spent some time in shelters before that.  Chip was a rehome directly from the previous owner. And Boost and Amber came from friends who were their breeders--intentionally in the first case, accidentally in  the 2nd.

Money, money, money…

SUMMARY: As a kid, allowance or wages?

Source:  A friend asked on Facebook April 24, 2024, "Does someone in your family receive an allowance? How about calling it a budget instead? (As I understand it, an allowance is granted to someone from the generosity of the person in charge. Whereas a budget is allocated to a manager to fund vital and important activities. An allowance emphasizes a hierarchy and a budget recognizes the recipient as part of the team. IMHO.)"

This was all a very long time ago. Some parts I remember clearly, some parts are a little vague. 

we siblings received allowances as kids. We were expected to do a pretty minimal amount of work around the house and yard. If we did extra – for example, mowing part of the lawn or washing the dishes – – we got a bit extra. 

We did not buy necessities out of this money; parents paid for our room and board and clothing and any school necessities. And anything for official organizations, such as Girl Scout uniforms. Or camp. Lessons for our chosen instruments. And they paid for our college education as much as they could afford. I think we paid for our own books if we wanted to buy instead of borrow from the library, so thank goodness for the scholastic book club! .25 or $.35 for a whole novel!

Our allowances were not huge. I might have been able to afford one or two comic books a week (at $.10 or $.12 each… I remember being horrified when they went to $.15 each) and maybe a candy bar or two. And, yes, we were expected to buy gifts for people that we wanted to give gifts to. thank goodness for Woolworths back in the day! 

parents helped us to open savings accounts when we first had some quantity of money for some reason (maybe a relative sent a monetary Christmas gift or we earned money babysitting or what not). probably one of our parents showed me how to manage a check register, but I honestly don't remember; I was certainly keeping my own checking account by the time I headed off to college. 

I don't particularly remember discussions about getting jobs, but it was pretty much understood that if we wanted money for more that we would have to earn it ourselves. I was a Mervyn's clerk my senior year in high school, I worked at Gemco doing Basic clerk sort of things. During the holidays my college freshman year; my junior year at college, I worked nearly full-time for the food service at the dorm. And those were all things that I pursued on my own. I think that parents were still buying my college textbooks even when I had a job (they were miserably expensive even back then). I usually tried to buy used versions of the textbooks and then sell them back at the end of the quarter if I weren't intrigued by the book itself--such as, I still have my complete works of Shakespeare from my freshman class at UCLA, and my history of the English language class book from going back to school about the time I got married.

I must confess that, as an adult, with my first "real" job and my first apartment rental and my first need to commute, I managed to find a used version of the model of car that I really wanted but didn't have quite enough to pay for it all on my own and asked parents (read: dad) For a loan--After I had already given the private party a good portion of the price of The car. Dad was not thrilled, but he gave me the loan and I paid it back on a regular basis even though it kept me to baloney sandwichesAnd cheap canned goods for probably four years.?? Things like that.

My parents were basically generous people. But my dad tried to be very cautious and rational about money. I remember – when I was an adult and fully out on my own – – being around when my parents were having a relatively calm discussion about lending my mom's sister's Husband Some money to "consolidate his debts and try to get back on his feet". My dad kept saying various forms of " we will never see that money again if we do this".And mom kept saying various forms of, "but she's my only sister and she is now disabled". They lent them the money. They never saw the money again.

I try to remember both 

I tried to remember their generosity and their caution and their love whenever questions of large money come up. I have loaned relatives money in a quantity that was not insignificant to me, but I was completely certain that I would eventually get paid back. And I was. I have not loaned relatives money if I were pretty certain that I would not get it back. At least one of my Siblings has stepped in to shoulder that responsibility [it was a complicated situation however] and has not yet been repaid yet.

So far, I have mostly done OK. I am retired, I own my own home, I have started a small Social Security Income monthly.To be seen whether I have planned sufficiently or whether I will run out of money in the next two or three years because of Profligate spending on foolish items.Not likely to happen unless there is some major disaster in my life or health. Fingers crossed.

If only I still had someone around to give me a minimal allowance for buying comic books and to pay for my necessities of life. Oh well.

Supper bowl--er, Super Bowl

SUMMARY: much human excitement and dog boredom

Source: My photos from Facebook from this past Sunday, February 11. Text is new though.

At my sister's house for the Super Bowl played at Las Vegas, San Francisco 49ers (my home team I suppose) versus Kansas City. It has been 20 years since the Niners won two out of three Super Bowls. Hard to believe, but yup. Time is flying.

There were just five of us-- me, Seester, my BIL (Her husband)--All rooting for the Niners -- and Zorro and Abby, the latter two rooting primarily for food. 

Note Abby in the chair in the background. Pretty much stayed there the whole time, staring at us.

Not me.

The game was intense and very close, even went into overtime and it came down to the last three seconds, and KC scored. Plus, as we all know, the Super Bowl often has spectacular ads because companies will pay big money to get their bits to so many viewers. So a good time for us to get up and go play with the dogs or get them food or such important things never occurred. Never ever! We even stubbornly and repeatedly refused to share the potato chips (Ruffles have ridges) and M&Ms, even though they were right there at dog face level. And someone even yelled at Zorro when he did the very logical thing and stole a used napkin and began eating it! Humans are so terrible.

Some of us were yelling and moaning and jumping up and down. Some of us were bored out of our little brains.

We were ahead almost the entire game, including the overtime. About 70 minutes of playing time.
Until the last three seconds.
Sportz can be like that.

We mostly ditched the halftime show, even though Usher was supposed to be very good, and my relatives took the dogs for a short walk, and we gave them dinner, and then everyone was completely happy and satisfied--why were we sitting around all day staring at the wall when we could've been giving the dogs food all along?