Monday Musings (A Bit Late)

Please view the photo below and let us know which member of our household you think destroyed the leather, cashmere-lined glove on the right. The choices are:
A. Parental Unit
B. One of Parental Unit's friends
C. Bella (the cat)
D. Me (Bocci)

Here' s a closer look at the destruction...

And once you've made your choice, please include in you comment what punishment the offending party should receive.

As always, thanks for your support. We'll tally the results and let you know on Wednesday evening.


                                    Do I look guilty?

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Monday Musings Returns!

Excellent photo of me by: Rachel Lauren Photography

But first we'd like to preview a few important events coming up this week on Bocci's Beefs:
__ You probably all know that October is officially dubbed "Adopt A Shelter Pet Month", and we'll be bringing you special information for the remainder of the month on adoption, and how you can help the effort, even if you don't actually adopt a pet. And we'll start with one of our favorite adoption campaigns: Iams Home 4 The Holidays! And...

__ Later this week we'll continue our reviews and giveaways with one of FURminator's new products...so please stay transfixed to your computer screen!

Now, on to Monday Musings, complete with a picture to get your creative juices flowing. This is the "scene of the crime", so to speak-or at least it was a "crime" according to Parental Unit.

Here's the official police report reprinted in its entirety: "On Friday afternoon, October 14, 2011, at approximately 4:00 pm (EST), the suspect, one Bocci DeMartin, a canine of mixed heritage, removed and presumably ingested a sweet edible from the home office desk of his Parental Unit, one Joan DeMartin, a freelance writer who depends on said afternoon sweet treat, along with her tea, to keep her working through till dinner. The photo above documents the remains of  said sweet treat, (found on the floor of Parental Unit's home office) and the wrapper in which it had been stored-actually, it was mostly the wrapper that remained. 


Parental Unit asked that the following be noted for the official record lest anyone think she stuffs her face with sweets every afternoon: 'I only ate half of my treat and was saving the other half for the next afternoon. Despite evidence to the contrary (my less than ideal weight), I am a dainty eater.'  

The suspect, Bocci DeMartin, declined to be interviewed for the record (he had yet to obtain counsel), but reportedly issued a rather loud belch upon leaving the room for a nap.


Note: neither paw prints nor finger prints were taken at the scene."


So....based on the photograph and official police report documented above, what do you think happened to Parental Unit's remaining portion of her sweet treat, and who was the perpetrator of this alleged crime? Please choose from among the following or make up your own:

1. Parental Unit, in a hormone and sugar induced fit, returned to her desk and inhaled the remaining treat, shredding its wrapper in the process and leaving it on the floor so "someone else" could take the rap.

2. I waited until Parental Unit took a bathroom break, then grabbed the treat from her desk, intending to just "try" it. But it tasted so good (no wonder she's fat!), that I inhaled the entire treat, including some of the wrapping before discretely heading downstairs.

3. Bella (the cat) removed the treat from its wrapper and took it to her "ultimate hiding place", that despite hundreds of searches, no one has yet discovered.

4. A masked human intruder entered our home intending to steal the computer, but instead discovered and ate the treat, leaving the wrapper on the floor in his or her hurried attempt to flee the scene after hearing the commode flush.

Let us know your thoughts by no later than Wednesday at 6:00 pm, when we'll tell you what really happened!

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Monday Musings

Since the subtitle of Bocci's Beefs is "One Dog's Musings on Life with Humans and Other Animals", we thought we'd spend at least part of every Monday ruminating about something that happened over the weekend, and let you help us figure out if our thinking on the matter is as "spot on" as we (or at least I) tend to believe it is. Sometimes it takes a village, or in our case, the entire blogosphere, to figure out us pets and humans, don't you think?

Photo of me by Rachel Lauren Photography

 Well, I'm still recovering from not having Parental Unit around for a full three nights and three and a half days, but at least I started eating again within few hours of her return. Now, keep in mind, I knew she was all excited about going to this BlogPaws conference, and I also knew from first hand experience (I attended the first one), what a great time it was for humans and pets alike. But, I couldn't figure out why in the heck she didn't take me with her. So after many days of ruminating about being left behind, here are the top six reasons I've come up with:

1. She's quite selfish and wanted to keep all the fun to herself.

2. I'm too big to fit under an airplane seat, and she was afraid for me to fly in the cargo hold.

3. I was a bad boy at the first BlogPaws conference and she's never recovered from the embarrassment. See that post here: boccibeefs.blogspot.com/2010/04/shocking-behavior-revealed.html

4. She just had to hug and kiss all of the other pets there, and wanted to spare my feelings.

5. All of the above, and then some!

6. None of the above-come up with your own!

Please let us know in your comment which of the responses you think is correct by picking one of the above numbers or concocting your own reason.
And check back on Wednesday evening when we'll tally the responses and let you know the one most frequently chosen...and the real reason Parental Unit didn't take me. We're looking forward to hearing what you think!

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Wordless Wednesday

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P.S. Stay tuned later today for the Monday Musings' results!


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Monday Musings

Since the subtitle of Bocci's Beefs is "One Dog's Musings on Life with Humans and Other Animals", I thought I'd spend at least part of every Monday ruminating about something that happened over the weekend, and let you all help me figure out if my thinking on the matter is as "spot on" as I tend to believe it is. Sometimes it takes a village, or in our case, the entire blogosphere, to figure something out, don't you think?  By the way, Parental Unit is going to totally butt out-this is just between you and me.

Photo of me by Rachel Lauren Photography

So here goes... Just yesterday, Parental Unit and I (O.K. she'll probably be in some of my stories), were taking our usual walk in Ohio's current blistering heat and humidity. When it gets this hot and uncomfortable, we do shorten our walks just a bit and make sure we stop for water, but both of us are still pretty much in a daze about the goings' on around us. Anyway, we run into a person and his dog who we've met several times before, and I do a meet and greet with his pooch, and Parental Unit and the guy exchange pleasantries. Meanwhile, while they're talking, his dog takes a huge poop (for such a small dog), right in the middle of the sidewalk, and shortly thereafter, we part company (this whole interaction was no more than about three minutes).

But both Parental Unit and I notice that this guy didn't pick up his dog's poop-in fact, we looked behind us as we walked away, just to make sure we weren't hallucinating from the heat. The guy and his dog were strolling down the street, blissfully unaware that the steaming poop pile was already attracting hundreds of flies and posing a hazard to passers' by.

What did we (or should we) have done about it? Please choose from among the following or make up your own response:

1. Yelled after the dufus to pick up the dang poop;

2. Immediately dialed 911 and reported the absconding duo;

3. Ran after the two and wrestled them both to the ground, forcing an apology and penance in exchange for sparing their lives;

4. "Tsk, Tsk-ed" quietly to ourselves while shaking our heads and walking away feeling superior-we would never leave my poop behind!

Please let us know in your comment which of the responses you think that Parental Unit and I chose, by picking one of the above numbers or just letting us know a different, perhaps more appropriate response.
And check back on Wednesday when we'll tally the responses and let you know the one most frequently  chosen...and what we really did. I'm looking forward to hearing what you think!

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