Dear Reufus: Yeur Question Answered

Ebbery so often I amb asked a question
by email or by comment
or sum times in the fur, and...
I fink Yeu all know how much
I deu lubbs teu answer questions,
so thiss here iss the first ob
My New Regular Butt Okayshunnal Feature
Dear Reufus: Yeur Question Answered

Teudays Question iss...
Reufus, How did Yeu get yeur name?
And what deus it mean?

Whell...
I whas named abter
My Grandpaw
My Mom's Daddy.

 Grandpaw's real name iss Charles,
butt his nickname wif his child hood friends
[and he maintained them all his life]
iss Rufus.

Many deu naught know...
butt my adobtion contrack whas signed by boaf
My the Mom and the Bleu.
Bleu blessed my name...
Reufus.

My the Mom iss a former steudent ob Latin.
She juss deus lubbs it.
And in Latin,
Reufus means "red headed".

Hello.

Yeu might haff all so heard ob
Canis Rufus
what iss a reddish-gray wolf
ob souf western Norf America.
HaReuuuuu!!!!
 

Ob course,
many people teuday fink
"Rufus" means silly.

 Whell...
Maybe.
*snicker*

I amb quite proud ob
My Joy Fur Life.

Deu Yeu remember
in the moobie,
Nebber Been Kissed
Rufus means
hib, cool, awesum and fun,
and I fink whee can all a gree...

My name fits Me.
- - - - -
While deuing my research,
I did come a cross these fun tid bits from
The Meaning of Names:

My Past Life
"You were a female in your last earthly incarnation.
*Ebbery one wheu knew My Angel Sister Comet
and knows me now, says
I am Comet reincarnated.*

Your brief psychological profile in that past life
Inquisitive, inventive,
liked to get to the very bottom of things
and to rummage in books.
*I all so like teu ETT books.*

Lessons that your last past life brought to present
There is the invisible connection
between material and spiritual world.
Your lesson -
to search, to find and to use this bridge.
*My Bridge Connections are strong.*

And now I whill ask fur more ob yeur questions,
fearing that Yeu whill be sorry Yeu asked...
[I whas naught blessed wif brebity.]

Guess What I Did

Yeu whill nebber ebber guess so
I whill tell Yeu...

I sbent Labor Day wif
My The Aunt Madison,
My The Uncle Tom
and My Cousins, The Herd.

Cousins Dylan and Cane, Uncle Tom... and that's Me on the right, standing.

And the berry furst fing whee did whas
greet each odder.

Golden Swirl. Me on the right wif head missing.

It habbs been a berry few weeks
since whee were teugeffer...

Me in the middle.

so whee habbed sum catching ub teu deu.

Cousin Dylan and Me (back turned) nose teu nose. Cane iss ready to GO.


And then whee did head off teu
The Pribate Dog Bark.

Me enjoying the wide oben sbaces ob the pribate dog park

I whas SO habby teu
oben my frottle
and stretch my legs.

I amb stretching my legs

I did rib and romb,
and smell fings.

Me. So. Nice. Teu. Habbs. Sbace.

And I did take a roll in sum
ob those wonder full smells.

Cousin Cane wif Me in the background, a bout teu roll in sum fing swell.

It iss so fun teu run when there iss no reason teu stob.

Me. Running.

Me on the right. Hobing fur a chase.

Cousin Cane... a shnoofing.

I did run and run and run...

Me. Winding down a bit, butt habbing SO much fun.

And so all so did my Cousins,
though they all so wondered
where I got all my energy...

Cousin Dylan.

and iff my brakes worked...

Me running in. Challenged by Cousin Dylan.

They all so said teu them selbes...
"Cousin Reufus shood get out more."

L teu R: Me, Cane, Dylan.

Yes, Yes.
Whee did habbs
a berry mose lubberly day
and then I realized...

I amb all so at
Mister T's Day Sba
and it iss
Baff Time.

 Teu my credit,
I did berry much better teuday.
I jumbed on the bench when asked...

And I did naught run a way.
 I mean,
I deu lubbs Mister Uncle T...
and he deus gibbs a berry good baff.

He habbs me teu fank
fur his eckspeptionally soaked shorts and shirt.
And he is welcome.
*takes bow*

Ob course,
the berry bestest
mose faboritest bart ob
The Sba Ecksberience
whas when I got teu go in side
and sit wif
My Aunt Madison
while I whas brushed and dried.

The Mom and My Uncle Tom
did all so later
try teu take sum pickshers
ob me fur my
AKC PAL Abblicayshun. 

 I did naught cooberate.
In fack,
I laughed in the face ob the challenge.

And when I got home,
I nabbed the rest ob the day.

It iss naught often that I amb tired.
And thiss whas the berry best...
tired on a count ob
HABBINESS.
I deu so hobes Yeu are, teu.

Habby Holiday Weekend & Catching Ub

Habby  Holiday Weekend
Berry first, I deu need teu abologize fur
my unannounced ab sence
deu teu a berry uneckspected
Tybist Strike.

During thiss time,
whee haff remained berry busy wif busyness,
bouts ob eckstream lazyness
and odder wise habbing a good time.

There habbs been
the occasional GRRH Meet & Greet
where I narrowly aboided
the chance ob getting a brother
by name ob
Chance

The Mom did fink briefly that she and I might be Chance's Forever,
butt a multitude ob folks felt that same way, and I concur wif THEM! ;o)

There whas all so

Shannon

Shannon prefers to be called 'Pretty Girl'
and I fink Yeu can see why...

because she is, ob course!

And here is...

Golden Micks
Dexter

And...

The Hamsum Henry

Henry whas missing the fur
when he whas brought in teu
the GRRH Fambily.
He had terrible infeckshuns
and berry berry heaby heartworms.

Great Neuse fur Henry!!!

Hiss wonder full Foster Fambily

habbs decided that they can naught

part wif thiss Sweet Boy!!!

:o)
- - - - - - -

Ob course on Mondays

I run frew
My Agility Class.

And on Teusday...
I go teu my Skool
fur
My Obedience Class.

Whee deu tookens Wednesdays off...
butt the rest ob the week,

whee deu 10-20 minutes training in ob doors
and a bout 10-15 minutes training
out side each day
[on a counta it iss SO hot]

what includes some
Agility Work

Jumbs, Contacks, Retriebals...
Sit Stays and all so Flat Work.

Ob course, I deu all so lubbs teu
sneak a SNACK.

My hedge-itarianism is strongly
diss couraged...

and while I amb nebber full ob remores...
I deu offer ub a sweet face.

Abter all, thiss iss
The Backyard Buffay
chock full ob all manner ob
fun fings teu eat.

*skibbing off teu eat odder fings*

I amb
SO MUCH FUN...
Yeu juss habbs no idea.
[Please teu pardon the patty-o mess]

Fur ecksamble...
I managed teu squeeze my nose in teu
my training bag
and steal thiss here honking froggeh....

I amb naught a llowed teu blay wif a toy
wif out inter ackshun wif eifer
the Trainer or the Mom,
so...
the berry furst fing I did
whas take the criminal ebidence teu
my the Mom.

fur sum pull...
and sum tug...
and lotsa laughter

until froggeh did habbs teu go
bye bye.

And ass thiss ebening deus draw teu a close....
I amb relacksing wif
A Antler
from
The Venison Joe's Collection.

The Mom deus all so
keeb hugging and kissing me
and gently taking my antler from me
and gently gibbing it back...

I amb so habby
I amb gibbing her the good manners.
It iss whin whin.
She feels like the Trainer
habbs been sucksessfull...
 and I get my antler back.

Whell...
Word on the Sheets
iss that I habbs a berry busy day teumorrow...
and I whill tell Yeu all a bout it.

Until then...
Habby Labor Day Ebe
and
Nitey Nite.