Let it be written, let it be done!

OK...so my apologies to the writers of the movie "The Ten Commandments." Using Yul Brynner's line for a title means nothing at this point, but just that I have been thinking about blogging for quite some time.

My name is Bob, and I run a non-profit dedicated to working with senior citizens and the other organizations that help them. You'll hear about some of this over time, as well as other interests, like camping, freemasonry, and other aspects of my life.

And, of course, you'll want to know what the heck a Dizzy Doodle is. Well, Dizzy Doodle is one of the nick names we (my wife Kathy and I) have for our 61/2 year old labradoodle, Disney. See, I didn't want to use the term "disney" in the title so that some large theme park company wouldn't track me down in a lawsuit. After seeing how so many lonely individuals have been sued by big corporations, I decided that trickery was the better part of valor.

Therefore, Disney is the hook in the title, but the blog will be about my life, with Kathy, with Disney, with work, with....well, everything. Over time I'll write about the various characters that I know, whether friends or family, and the myriad experiences of life. Hopefully I'll be insightful and humorous. That'll be for others to decide.

Now....

Here in New England, it's interesting that it snowed for several days. It's in winter time that I find that homeownership isn't all it's cracked up to be. But, it is what it is for now, with the snowblowing and shoveling, ensuing back pain et al. Frankly, I got really ticked at the plow driver, though, when he pushed what appears to be several tons of snow over the drain in our street. Being the poor neighbor that I am, I cleared enough snow so that any draining melt will-hopefully-bypass my driveway and find its way elsewhere (probably my neighbor's yard.) We'll see soon enough.

One neat thing about new snow is watching Dizzy prance. He's got long poodle legs, and he can skamper through some depth of frozen precip at a great pace. He can certainly run! And, he just LOVES it, too. At the end, with his face covered in snow, drool hanging down, he loves being toweled dry. Yes...its a dog's life. Unfortunately, this will only occupy him for a short time, and then his preoccupation with being the center of attention gets the better of him. This doodle will poke and prod, whine and coax, until someone pays him attention, plays with him, offers him a treat, or frankly, goes to bed. Yes, he sleeps with us, usually against one of us, between us, and often up our butts. Upon occasion he will abandon us for the couch in the other room. When this happens, we miss him (particularly if its cold), but we rejoice with the space and freedom of movement that is its gift.

Well, this is only the beginning. There will be more to come, I hope.

Peace and all good things,
Bob