Lollipops and Lollygags

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Lollipops used to be the reward at the doctor’s office for children if they were good during their office visit. I remember as a little girl going into Dr. Buzzell’s office, it smelled of stringent antiseptic and iodine. I would sit up on the cold table while he stuck a wooden stick half-way down my throat and told me to say ‘aaah’. I didn’t want to say ‘aaah’ what I really wanted to do was to throw up.

I must have been bad because I don’t remember every getting a lollipop. However I do remember seeing them sitting on the counter in a glass jar. It reminded me of Oleson’s General Store on Little House on the Prairie. Nellie and her brother, Willie were so spoiled and always dipping into the candy jars. I was not a spoiled child, but would have loved to been able to dip into the candy jar.

I believe the practice of handing out lollipops at the doctor’s office changed not too long after I was a child. I have a feeling it was due to the rotting teeth of children. When I brought my children to the doctor’s office, years later, Dr. Brewster handed out stickers as a reward for being ‘good’ in the office.

Lollipops were also a special treat at the bank. Why? Because kids were a pain in the ass when it came to waiting in lines and cell phones and iPods were not invented yet. Giving them a lollipop kept them quiet while Mommy did her banking. My bank has a basket next to each window and you can help yourself if you go inside. They also hand them out at the drive through window along with dog biscuits for Fido.

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Lollygag is to fool around or to dawdle spending time idly, fruitlessly or lackadaisical.

We used to have a blind dog named Bear. Bear loved to go for walks even though he couldn’t see. He was born without eyes, so his other senses were better than normal. He was so smart that he didn’t need a leash on most occasions. He would listen for our footsteps and know where to walk or when we stopped.

One day we started out for a walk and Bear decided he wanted to lollygag. I said, “Come on, Bear! Quit your lollygagging! I’ve got things to do when we get back from this walk!” Bear understood what I said, he really did. Do you know what happened right after I said that? I learned about lollygagging. 

I slipped on the gravel, and fell to the ground. I landed on my left knee, and a rock tore it open like a fillet-O-fish. It didn’t hurt at first, after I saw the blood and the bone then I thought I was dying. Sixteen internal stitches and ten external later and I was couch-bound. For two weeks I had the opportunity to understand what lollygagging was all about. That taught me to accept what is, and if it takes longer than I expect, so be it. Every moment is a gift and you never know when the lollipops might disappear from the bank counter.

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Puppy Breath

March 6

Instructions to live by from Puppy Breath


When enjoying the pleasures of life:

Sleep soundly
Live simply
Eat enthusiastically
Play vigorously
Love wholeheartedly

When something is not right:

Stand your ground
Grit your teeth
Bark fervently
Don’t back down
If that doesn’t work, pee on the floor

When you greet someone you like:

Run to welcome them
Smother them in sloppy kisses
Dance around and shake your whole body
Make silly sounds from your throat
Always be loyal

When there is opportunity:

Never pass up a chance to go for a ride with a friend
Always be willing to take the scenic route
Romp, jump and play, go for a walk every day
Dig until you find what you’re searching for
Learn new tricks, even if you’re an “old dog”

We all can learn something from our faithful friends… we should give them more credit than we do.

Leo

Leo

Is not judgmental, won’t ever hold a grudge,

If it’s attention he wants, your hand he’ll nudge.

Bringing joy all day long into the wee hours of the night,

So smart he knows when things are not quite right.

A comforting paw laid gently on your knee,

And a whine at the door when he has to go pee.

While sleeping his leg twitches as he chases rabbits,

Waking up with a wagging tail waiting for giblets.

Riding in the car with his head out the window

Where ever you go, he’s committed to follow.

There’s something special between master and dog,

Not a word spoken, instead silent monologue.

Loyal and faithful he’ll be till the end,

He’s not just a dog, he’s man’s best friend.

Dedicated the best dog friends in the world.