One of my favorite stops on our spring road trip was at Balanced Rock in Arches National Park. Can you believe that huge rock just sits there? I cheered for Balanced Rock's awesome equilibrium while other tourists took silly photos of pushing the rock over with their finger or balancing the rock on their heads. I decided to try one of those goofy pictures and made Balanced Rock a part of my crest. How's it look?
Typist: Leo One of my favorite stops on our spring road trip was at Balanced Rock in Arches National Park. Can you believe that huge rock just sits there? I cheered for Balanced Rock's awesome equilibrium while other tourists took silly photos of pushing the rock over with their finger or balancing the rock on their heads. I decided to try one of those goofy pictures and made Balanced Rock a part of my crest. How's it look? Share this post:
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Typist: Bethany Let's be honest, shall we? Poop is funny. Unless you have been living under a rock, you know that everybody does it. And if you have been living under a rock, there is probably poop under there. Poop is not icky and gross, it's just a fact. Okay, maybe it is icky and gross but it is still an unavoidable part of being alive and living with other beings. For me, part of the constant enjoyment I get out of life with my dogs includes laughing about their bathroom habits and smiling while cleaning up their poop. I treasure any and all precious moments with my dogs and in all truthfulness, those happy thoughts include their poop.
I remember the poop habits of my families litter mate huskies too. They were marking poopers. Each one pooped just one little turd on almost every corner of every block. Did I mention these were my families dogs when I was a preteen and teenager? Yeah. Nobody thinks poop is more icky than a teenage girl. But my parents taught me responsible pet ownership so I dutifully cleaned up each and every poop. At that time, I am sure I fussed and complained and possibly even screamed while doing it but that is not what I now remember. Today, I smile and think of all the wonderful walks I had with those huskies. I loved watching them walk next to each other as if they were a sled team. And I loved that they pooped side by side too. Every memory of all the dogs I have ever known and loved, and remembrances of travels I have taken with pets, include some sort of reminiscence of their poop. Which is in and of itself hilarious. But my point is this: go out into the world and smile with your dogs. Snicker at their antics. Giggle at their silliness. Grin at their cunning. Beam at their unconditional love. And, yes, laugh at their elimination habits. And always, always, scoop that poop preferably with a smile. Share this post: This post is sponsored by Revitamal on behalf of the BlogPaws Blogger Network. We are being compensated for helping spread the word about Revitamal, but Cascadian Nomads only shares information we feel is relevant to our readers. Revitamal and AdaptoGenerations Inc is not responsible for the content of this article. Typist: Bethany Upon returning from our pet friendly road trip to the Southwest, I started looking ahead to what exciting summer adventures await the Cascadian Nomads. Wilhelm's birthday popped into my mind and I grinned, "He'll be seven!...one year older than when the vet first noticed Tynan moving with some aches and pains... and when Tynan's chronic illness appeared..." My smile faded and tears welled. "I want my 'baby' dachshund to thrive... but what can I do?" Well, one thing I did right away was cuddle that fuzzy little boy. Shortly after that sad moment when the reality of Wilhelm's aging hit me like a ton of bricks, I learned about Revitamal. I told the company that exact story and they sent me a bottle of Revitamal to try. I was skeptical, to say the least. After all, I had just faced the fact that despite my knowledge and adamant attention to pet health, the clock just keeps on ticking. What does Revitamal know that I don't? As it turns out, they know a lot. I researched the 100% USA sourced and made ingredients of Revitamal: it's chock full of natural vitamins that my pets already get. But Revitamal promises their formula works immediately to restore vitality by detoxifying then restoring cells. Well, they got the formula right because it works! It really works. After ten days on Revitamal, Wilhelm got his bounce back!
Since Revitamal claims to provide unprecedented cell protection in all pets except fish, and I have witnessed first hand what it can do for an aging dachshund, I will soon be giving Revitamal to all three dogs, cat Amelia and cockatoo Leo. A little more bounce and, yes, the mischief that comes with it, from all the pets, gives me smiles wrinkles I am proud of! I look forward to wearing that smile (and the wrinkles) to Wilhelm's seventh birthday and many, many, many more to come. Do you want to bring your pets bounce back? Enter to win a bottle of Revitamal below! Share this post: |
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