Rufus' Rants

Rufus the dog.

Hello world! My name's Rufus and I intend to use this blog to opine about whatever's on my mind. Paul belongs to me and has decided it'll be okay for me to use this part of his website to that end. So, here's the world from my perspective...

The Gift

I reckon I ought to apologize for not bloggin’ for such a long time but I’ve been really busy what with tryin’ to keep an eye on them baby longhorn cows that keep showin’ up. Seems like every time I check the pasture there’s a new face with wobbly knees out there. Anyway, that’s my story and I’m stickin’ to it.
‘Tis the season to be jolly for folks. (Shoot, I’m jolly ‘bout all the time. Pop and the Missus are always sayin’ that one day my tail’s gonna fall off from waggin’ so much. But I digress.) This time of … continue reading »


Christmas 2015

Christmas 2015

It’s been a while since Pop has left his computer where I could get to it. That’s just one of several issues we had to deal with during our move to Rocky Creek. It’s all done now and I can get back to my dog blog.

Pop has developed a tradition of sending out a Christmas letter to family and friends for the past few years but I’m gonna surprise him and do it myself. Hope I can remember everything that’s happened this year.

We pretty much spent the month of January going back and forth to our home site at … continue reading »


REQUIEM FOR A LEGEND

As I sometimes do, today I turn over the keypad to Pop so that he, too, can share some thoughts on my blog.  It’s been a rainy day with lots of storms passing through during the night so, since working at Rocky Creek is out of the question, the timing is perfect for him to stay inside and convey his missive.

Thanks Rufus.  (I wonder when he learned the word, missive?)

I’m sure you’ve heard the controverted expression based on “a legend in his own time” that goes “a legend in his own mind“.  It’s a connotation for an individual who has … continue reading »


The Masters

I’ll bet when you saw the topic for this blog entry you figured it had something to do with golf.  Go ahead, admit it.  You did, didn’t you?  That’s only natural considering what’s going on in Augusta right now.  Our own Bubba Watson is smacking the hide off the ball and “putting for dough” as Lee Trevino used to say.  You probably also wondered why I’d give a hoot about golf except for maybe dreaming of the fun it would be to fetch golf balls for Pop.  But, like I said, this post isn’t about golf.  It’s about Pop’s pursuit … continue reading »


How do you mend a broken heart?

I’ve been pretty doggone busy the past few months so please pardon my lack of blog posts.  Besides my usual duties of keeping things in order around the house, I’ve been helping Pop up at Rocky Creek.  He’s usually on the tractor moving dirt, rocks and such while I supervise and show him where to scoop and dump.

This has been a very interesting week.  On Tuesday Pop was doing his usual evening routine, plopped in his easy chair and watching the news, all the while tossing my ball and keeping me happy fetching which ever one I decided to drop … continue reading »