Mamma Mia Mischief

Hello Friends.

Where to begin.  I guess the beginning is a good place.  Last night my MOM decided to make a pizza.  Oh how I love her pizzas.  Mamma Mia would be impressed.  She starts with a thinner than a cracker crust from scratch.  Then the homemade pizza sauce made from the tomatoes and garlic from the garden.  It's topped with fresh tomatoes, onions (I don't get to eat those), olives, yellow and orange peppers, pepperoni, AND bacon.  Well it's turkey bacon, butt still it's bacon.  And it's all topped off with two kinds of cheeses.  Are you drooling yet?  Believe me there was a puddle under me while it was baking.  I know what your saying, "So where is the mischief in all this Goose?"  "Did she temped you and then not give you a slice?"  Oh I got a slice my friends, and I have the photos to prove it.  Just scroll down.

This is so wrong!  Do you see this?  My MOM hung a slice on my nose!!

 

Here is a close up for you. 

Do you think this is some for of torture?  Should I call the ASCPA? Seriously I have pizza HANGING from my nose!

 

This is what happens when a MOM does not get enough sleep. 

 

And after all of this I did not get to eat this slice of pizza goodness.  MOM did give me the pizza bone part and I got a bit of cheese and veggies.  Oh and I got to lick the sauce off my snooter.  If you ask me I should have gotten at least half the pizza (minus the onions). 

So there ya have it friends, todays mischief is brought to you by my MOM. 

Blessings,

Goose

B&W Sunday

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Blessings,
Goose

Changes

Hello Friends.

Changes, they are inevitable.  Yesterday brought one of those changes.  Zim and Cam-a-Roo hold on to your furs, for what I am about to show you will send a beautiful shiver up your spine.

That's right friends I have snow.  I know it's not feet deep, yet.  Butt it's snow, and you know what comes with snow?  That's right, cold.  Know how I know it is cold?

 

MOM puts on socks before we go to bed.  Yep it's cold. 

"Hey MOM how about you try putting on long pajama bottoms?"

Or better yet.....

 

"Lets throw a blanket over us and snuggle on the couch." 

Oh yea, toasty warm now.  Snugglin is even better when it is cold out.

Blessings,

Goose

 

 

Rollin' on WW

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Blessings,
Goose

Beautiful on Tuesday

Hello Friends.

Want to know what's so beautiful on this Tuesday?

Me in my new See Beautiful T-Shirt.

 

 

Comin' and goin I am covered in beautiful.

 

Maybe I should consider a side job as a model.  No airbrushing or touch ups needed.  Hummmmm

Blessings,

Goose

Scoop that Poop

Hello Friends.

Today I am joining with Sugar and Dogster for a very important message.  And here it is.

Now that is a lot of great reason!  I think this is so important I am allowing MOM to put up this photo...

 

I have a 6th reason for Scooping that Poop:  If our peeps do what they should then more places could be opened up to us doggies.  And then just maybe no more places will be closed to us because some people don't Scoop their dogs Poop. 

 

So to all ya peeps out there, Don't just walk away like nothing happened.  Be a Scooper Hero and Scoop that Poop.

Use #ScoopthatPoop to spread the poop...I mean to spread the word.

Blessings,

Goose

 

Black and White Sunday

Hello Friends.

Lovin' my MOM on Sunday.

 

And holding on to her everyday.

 

Hoping your doing the same with your peep.

Blessings,

Goose

 

Look What I Found

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So there I was yesterday doing my daily patrol of my yard when...

Come on Follow me.

 

Check this out.  Someone left me a bundle of sticks!!

 

"Goosie that is not a bundle of sticks it's the bird nest that was in the apple tree."

 

"Really?  A birds nest?"

"Yep."

"It's HUGE!  Is it an Emu nest?"

"haha, no Gooseberry.  I would say it's a Magpie nest."

 

"Why is their nest on the ground?  Where are the baby birdies?  Do you think they are alright?  Should we look for them?  Should we put their home back in the tree?  I'm a bit worried for them."

 

 

"I am sure the babies grew up and flew away to make a new home for themselves."

"Why would they want to leave this beautiful STICK home?  If I had a stick home I would stay in it forever."

 

Just look at the quality of construction.  I mean it was way up in the tree and the BIG wind came and knocked it to the ground AND it is still in perfect shape. 

 

They also left some of their dinner in here.  See those apples?

 

Don't worry little birdies I will stand guard over your home until you return.  I am after all 'Goose Defender of the Weak', 'Friend to all Creatures', AND 'Might STICK Saver'.  Your home is safe with me. 

(Disclaimer: All stick homes left for 90 or more becomes the property of Sir King Goose the III)

Blessings,

Goose

 

 

 

Lights in the Sky

Hello Friends.

On Tuesday night we had quite the light show in the sky.  My MOM has for a long time tried to get lightning shots.  She has gotten a couple.  Butt last night we sat on the patio for some time trying to get some shots.  It was a cloudy night and so she did not get the "bolts".  Butt she is very excited to improve on what she got.  I thought they were cool so I wanted to share them with you.  Are you ready?  Good, lets go.

Cool right?  Did you know I like thunder and lightning?  Yep I do.  And it seems my MOM get the very best sleep during these times, which she really needs right now.

 

On a side note, I want ya all to know that each of your blogs are being read.  Butt sometimes we can not comment on each one.  I'm lucky if my MOM helps me post something at all sometimes.  As you know she works at the church, butt for months now she has not only volunteered at the Homeless Shelter she now works there too.  I am spending more time with Bert during these last several months.  And that is cool, I like it there.  However my MOM does makes sure that we have all the walks we ever did, and cuddle time, and some adventures here and there.  And sitting in the middle of the night on the patio to watch glorious lightning shows.  Now my friends go light up your world.

Blessings,

Goose

Thank You Tuesday

Hello Friends.

Guess what?  I got another package!

See here it is!

 

Lets see what's in here.

 

WOW!!  Not only are there stuffs for me butt for my MOM too.  And it is from my friends Reilly and Denny the Cowspotdogs. 

 

Lets go in and check it all out.

 

WOOO HOOO!  MOM got some more cards to use for when she sends thank you's, and get wells, and things like that to the peeps that need them.  And they sent me some yummy yummy KONG treats AND a Koala Bear on a stick.  Oh thank you thank you.  MOM and I love it, love it I tell you.

Blessings,

Goose

 

 

 

 

 

 

Me's & We's

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Something happened yesterday at St. Anne's Homeless Shelter that had to do with cooking, serving food, and whether that would happen or not on that day.  That got my MOM to thinking about Me's and We's.  When she got home she talked about the situation with me and here is how we see things.  Of course I will pepper this message with some random photos.

The gospel is not a tablet of ink, but a table of food, around which everyone is invited to sit down together and eat, drink and dream, for tomorrow we act.

A few weeks ago we marked the 50th anniversary of Martin Luther King Jr.’s iconic “I Have A Dream” speech.  The power of that proclamation, the timely words of one man spoken at the one right moment provided the “tipping point” for the civil rights movement and for decades of legal and social changes to come.  The power of one man, at one moment, the potency of that one speech, was a beacon of change and hope for the nation and the entire world.

But did you know it almost didn’t happen.  King was determined to keep his remarks brief that day.  At the end of nine minutes King was done with his script and the crowd was still waiting for . . . something.

Then from behind him came a stage-whispering voice.  It was the magnificent, soul-stirring voice of the great gospel singer Mahalia Jackson.   Like a kid tugging on a parent’s coattails, Jackson leaned forward and urged Dr. King to “go on,” to keep talking.  “Tell them about your dream, Martin,” her voice insisted.  “Tell them about your dream.”

So King did.  He went off-script and climbed into history as he spoke from his heart and soul.  King’s “dream” became the dream and desire of generations to come.   Jackson's one voice told Martin to “change his plan.”  Martin’s one voice then told the people to “change the world.”  One speech changed the world. One person changed the world

By the mid-twentieth century the tide of individualism had surged to a tsunami — so much so that it submerged much of the force and focus of community.  The “me” overwhelmed the “we.”  The needs and wants of the individual outweighed any communal demands or designs.  And we went from individualism to rugged individualism to narcissism and from narcissism to the step beyond narcissism: solipsism (think Charlie Sheen).

Ironically the technological advances of the last few years that have made it possible for any one person with “google-ability” to give their “one voice,” their stand-alone status more of a reality than ever before, it has also re-opened the door to community.  The “Me” is now rediscovering the “We.”  And the power of One to do good or evil has never been greater.

Of course now we call “WE” by something different:  “Social Networking.”  Think about it.  Still highly individualized, every new device, every new app, or every new download all have a communal connection.  E-mails, tweets, blogs, texts, skyping, they all keep us more closely in community with people we know well and with people we don’t know at all.

How the “We” and “Me” come together in the Scriptures is that people are different, they have different gifts and different functions, but all are exercised to build up the body of Christ. The community of faith does not lessen the person to the community nor the community to the individual.

If we are always together or always apart, there is no music.  It's the moving in and out of separateness and togetherness that makes the music.

I began with the ME/WE story of Martin Luther King Jr’s “I Have A Dream” speech. Let me end with another ME/WE story to the biggest one-time gift in the history of US philanthropy: the 1.7 billion dollar gift of Joan Kroc, the wife of the founder of McDonald’s, Ray Kroc, to the Salvation Army.

When Joan was a small child, her father abandoned the family and left her mother to figure out how to feed the family.  In Joan’s memory, these were difficult, dark days. But she remembers one beacon of light in the midst of those difficult times.  Every Friday night an officer from the downtown Salvation Army would visit their inner-city home, carrying in his arms two bags of groceries.  Sometimes he would come in and play with the kids, giving them a father figure to relate to as well.  Without that one Salvation Army officer showing up with those groceries, she doesn’t know how they would have made it each week.

So when it came to decide how best to invest the billions left her by her husband, she remembered that Salvation Army officer and his faithfulness to a needy family.  And before she died she handed a billion dollar check to Salvation Army General Linda Bond. Today we are seeing in the poorest parts of towns beautiful “Kroc Centers” going up to bring health and happiness to needy kids because of one person who was faithful to his mission.

By the way, when that Salvation Army officer died, he had no idea what he had done. When that Salvation Army officer died, he thought he had just had an ordinary ministry and been an ordinary officer.  He didn’t think he had done anything special.

Sometimes the greatest blessings of your life you will never know about.  Sometimes the greatest impact of your life will not be revealed in your lifetime.  Sometimes your faithfulness will bear fruit long after you and I are gone.

It’s not about recognition and reward.  It’s only about serving Jesus as an individual ME in the context of a communal WE.
Blessings,
Goose

See Beautiful

Hello Friends.

WOW it's here again, This Moment See Beautiful.  Each month, the 2nd Friday of every month, we are invited to share how we saw Beautiful in and around us.  Friends I am here to tell you that Beautiful is all around you.  It is within you.  And we have the opportunity to share it.  Most of you know that I recently returned from a beautiful adventure with my MOM and my gal pal Belle in the wilds of Wyoming.  So you probably guessed that what I will share has to do with that.  BUTT during this past month I have seen beautiful EVERY SINGLE DAY.  I am often overwhelmed by it, and that is a Beautiful thing.

My MOM is still trying to figure out Windows 8, so the music is something you have heard before and it might even be a little choppy, grrrrrr to Windows 8.  Butt none the less I have a whole lot of Beautiful to show you.

My friends you are beautiful, believe it, live it, share it.

Blessings,
Goose

Words of Thanks Wednesday

Hello Friends.

While MOM and I were in the wilds of Wyoming it seems that I received a package in the mail.  Yep it was there just waiting for my return.

See here it is, a package just for me.

 

Lets see what's in here.  Oooooo this smells wonderful.

 

CHECK THIS OUT!!  They are the KONG treats that I won from SUGAR!  Oh my goodness there are even more in here!

 

There are all kinds of wonderfully wonderful KONG treats.  I've got Bacon, Turkey, Sweet Potato, Variety, and Beef & Cheese.  All my favorites.  I'm going into sniff overload.

 

Hands off MOM, these are mine.

 

"NO MOM I don't need any help opening the bag, I got it all by myself." 

I may not have thumbs but I've got a good grip and determined mind.

 

 

Oh Thank You, Thank You Miss Sugar.  I love love my KONG treats (as you can see by the hole in the one bag.  Guess you do need thumbs to use a zip bag.)

 

And now here is a short video of me retrieving my KONG treats from my "puzzle".

  

Puzzle...know what I say to that?  PHFFFFFT.  Have not met a puzzle that I could not solve in less than 30 seconds.  Butt it is fun to get the great KONG treats out.  Thank you again SUGAR!!

Blessings,

Goose