This is a term I’ve heard ever since I arrived here – goosfraba. It is apparently a word used by eskimos to calm their children, though why it should have any relevance whatsoever to me I have no idea. Of course, it could be the way I get excited when I’m playing, or how I bite when I’m excited, or how biting makes me feel inside – feral, like a wolf. I don’t know. When the word is used, it is with an almost exasperated, though reverential tone, an theatrical angst, as if written in capital letters, like “Rusty, GOOSFRABA, GOOSFRABA RUSTY!!!” Actually, it’s a bit of a mystery to me.

Goosfraba notwithstanding, today was a day of great hugs and cuddles for me. All earned, and very plainly well-deserved because I was a good boy. Em hugged me and played with me while Dee and Jay were out, and before they left and when they got back they handled the Rusty-hugging chore, like a tag-team going for the belt.

In response (or perhaps in anticipation) I provided timely and geographically accurate deposits for them to ooh and aah over, and brag about. I don’t know if any of those guys have been counting at all, but today marks at least the eighth day since I pooped indoors, and the fifth day since I watered. Today was also the first day that I was allowed to cavort on the living room carpet – even if only for a moment and with a great deal of supervision. I feel trust growing, and that’s a good feeling. I will continue to do this poop thing right. I’m at the point now where if I feel it pushing I just hold it in. The rewards of hugs and treats are just too great to pass up.


Jay has found me a little house to rest in on the warmer evenings, and he says he’ll be getting it ready for me shortly. Apparently it needs to be safetied and painted so I can use it without hurting myself. I’m looking forward to trying it out – looks like it will be cozy. It’s got shingles and everything. Dee says she wants a picture of me lying on my back on top of the house with goggles on – I don’t know why, but the word “Snoopy” keeps coming up.

So, all pooping aside, I hope you are all well, enjoying your family, your summer, and this little ol’ blog thingy of mine.

Stay tuned. I have a feeling that I’m still at the thin end of the learning wedge.



About James McDonall

I believe in laughing, especially at yourself, and as often possible. I believe in "live and let live". I believe that communication is the foundation of all our solutions. I believe that listening is more important than speaking, and that speaking should always serve the cause of listening. View all posts by James McDonall

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