2-19-2018

It seems to me that the biggest, most momentous choice of our lives is the one that none of us gets to make. I’m talking about the decision to be here, to be alive. Simply put, we all arrive here screaming, crying and covered in goo, without prior consultation. Or so it appears. But before I get too deep, do you have bacon?

-Mozzie

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2-12-2018

The things the bipeds have spent their life depending on are undependable. Because they are things. And things are, by their very nature, subject to change. This applies to people as well. People change. People leave. Inevitably we all leave. The world, therefore, is essentially an unstable, uncertain environment. That’s why I choose to be held tight in this moment and make Chewy jealous. Is it working?

-Mozzie

2-5-2018

I believe in reincarnation. Not in the traditional sense. My feeling is that I have lived many different lives within this lifetime. Having a certain cat stare me down as I stand in the doorway of his playbox is a bit unsettling and just might cost me a life. The only way to save me is a piece of bacon STAT!

-Mozzie

1-29-2018

I’ve just learned that 96% of the universe is made up of stuff we don’t understand, can’t measure, and until very recently, didn’t even know existed. Personally, I find this extremely reassuring. A big mystery in my life is finally solved. I mean, think about it. All this time I thought the bipeds wore these things to keep bugs out of their ears. Little did I know, until they placed them on my ears, that a strange male biped is talking to me about ancient aliens through this weird contraption. I will never be the same.

-Mozzie

1-22-2018

This is the look the biped gives me when I go bark crazy at the mailman. I try to convey to her, “Yes! I’m sorry! I know it’s wrong, don’t shoot me, I’m just the messenger!”. But she still gives me that look. I probably should tell her that she should pee mark the front yard to avoid this problem in the first place.

-Mozzie

1-15-2018

I’ve been practicing my singing voice. The bipeds say it sounds like a cat in a blender but I promise you I don’t know what that sounds like. Now that I think about it, it’s disturbing to think that they would.
 
-Mozzie

1-8-2018

Basking in the southern Texas version of winter sun while Chewy stops by to smell me from time to time and reassures me that I’m still healthy. Bipeds don’t do these things because it’s gross or their “space” would be violated. I don’t get it because we do it to them every chance we get. Heck we do it to the freeloading cats all the time and they don’t seem to mind. My suggestion to you would be “don’t knock it until you try it.”. So give it a whirl!

-Mozzie

1-1-2018

It’s a new year and I have to ask, “In what direction am I moving today – towards oneness, or away from it?” When I was done reflecting on this, I stepped out of the house, shake my whole body like the awesome dog I am, and, while glancing around the vastness of the backyard, I pondered a new thought: “I have a pretty nice ass for a guy my age.”

-Mozzie

12-25-2017

The secret of life: praise and blame, gain and loss, pleasure and sorrow come and go like the wind. To be happy, rest like a great tree in the midst of them all. See what I did there? You know, like the Christmas tree you have in your home. I’m made like that tree and wanted to wish you a very Merry Christmas!
-Mozzie

12-18-2017

I believe that words have power. Sticks and stones may break our bones, but bones heal in a relatively short time. With that in mind, let’s try a little experiment. As you read the following words notice whether you feel the impulse to smile. Did it work? Did you smile immediately upon reading that? If not, that’s okay. Don’t get down on yourself. Remember, this is just an experiment. We can try it again. This time feel your lips curl up gently at the corners. You try to fight it, but your mouth seems to have taken on a life of its own. As you continue reading you can’t help but notice that you are now smiling like that moment when you have a really good fart. See? The power of words.

-Mozzie