Rufus’ Reflections

Down here in the south, May is traditionally the month in which, “decoration day” is observed.  It all got started after the Civil War.  There were…

Last Thursday was Valentine’s Day.  Pop bought cards for the missus from him, me and Lula Belle and she got one for him.  I understand the…

Okey dokey.  You read the title and figured, “What in the world is that pup talkin’ ’bout now?”  Well, I ain’t got a clue.  Every once…

Now that I’ve experienced my first Christmas I’m not only familiar with it but fascinated, too.  It’s one of those special times that makes me wonder…

I’m a smart dog.  Everybody knows that.  Pop tells me how smart I am all the time . . . ‘cept when I do somethin’ dumb. …

The missus really likes birds.  Actually, she likes just about every kind of critter except roaches.  Her favorite birds are cardinals.  Pop’s favorite is the turkey…

The window sills at our house are about a foot off the floor which is a great height for me to rest my chin while surveying…

Pop has been a little, whatcha call, “pooky” lately.  His youngest daughter, Lindy, got married recently and he said he’s been waxin’ nostalgic ’bout stuff ever…

Like most other dogs, I’m a sniffer.  You folks just don’t know how many other smells are out there wafting around in the breeze.  I can…

Although this blog is normally reserved for Rufus’ rants, I decided to commandeer the keyboard for a posting that, due to timing, merits consideration. This past…

On Thursday I’ll be eight months old.  Pop says I’m gettin’ smarter every day.  I let everybody know early on that I’ve got some brains by…