Brodie streaks through the 2nd floor of the “House”

Well…if you wanted to… you could do the same!  Being honest… I virtually ran through the living quarters of the first family on the second floor of the White House…I’m just obsessed with the transition of power…and the move-in…move-out of the “House of the People”.  So, I ran through that second floor like a golden streak, sniffing every corner and checking for crumbs.  Don’t miss this slice of history that I dug up for you…as we approach the 58th Presidential Inaugural.

My favorite retriever…canine moments were on the “Grand Staircase”…when I was ripping and tearing…skittering on those marvelously carpeted marble steps…I was in awe of the impressive list of folks that have taken those stairs.  I took pause…ok… little golden humor :).

Brodie digs “Fireside Chats”

Ears up!.. how have past presidents of the United States chosen to communicate with their people? It’s an ever-changing process that evolved..Abe Lincoln (16) had an open door…people lined up outside of the White House and he spoke directly to them…there was no radio…no telephone…just face time and letters…a slow way…but yet effective.  Franklin Delano Roosevelt (32) communicated through weekly “Fireside Chat” broadcasts over home radios..television was coming and not everyone had a home phone… cell phones didn’t exist or e-mail, Facebook, Twitter, Instagram and so on.  So, you gotta listen to FDR and one of his radio chats.  Thousands listened weekly each Sunday to FDR’s broadcast. Picture peeps huddled close to their radio…picture the family dog…ok and the family cat…all sitting in due reverence…carefully listening to each word of their president.  Makes me want to build a fire…a golden fire.

 

Brodie purrs about cats in The White House

Meow!  Yes, that is where this is going.  My golden retriever whiskers want you to read some feline facts about cats who lived in The White House...beginning with Thomas Jefferson all…the way through to George W. Bush.  I personally enjoyed learning that “Once, during a winter visit to General Grant’s headquarters, Lincoln rescued three half-frozen kittens from a Civil War battlefield telegraph hut.  He tucked them in his coat and brought them back to the White House to join Tabby before finding a good home for them.”  Tabby was Tad’s cat, Lincoln’s son.

Just think…rescuing animals has been going on since people have cared.  Now…now that is a hopeful ending. Meow and peace peeps.

 

Brodie discovers 43 crumbling busts?

I was simply surfing the Internet looking for a golden find…and voila!…yes you need to check out this truly cool man who recycles concrete, lives in the great Commonwealth of Virginia and who could not dispose of 43 president heads…I know..what?  Well, history gives us 44 presidents to date…right?!….but the bust money ran out for making a 44 head…and now here comes 45…that is the next President… Mr. T  is coming up on January 20… 2017 or bust…paws up peeps!

Brodie shares the history of the Candy Cane

I love peppermint…especially when it is in the form of a candy cane.  Yeah, I learned about them my first Christmas…I golden nosed my way through the decorations on the tree and found this little red and white striped gem…now I look forward each Christmas to getting a piece of the sweet peppermint…however, now I wait for it…I’ve learned to back off the tree…having said that…did you know that small amounts peppermint are good for dogs?  Well…it’s true…and by the way here’s the history of the beloved ‘J’ shape like a shepherds crook…so the back story of the candy cane is spiritual and came in celebration of the nativity.

P.S.  Hope you watched this YouTube of two yellow labs cleansing a Christmas tree of candy canes…the big dude ate them all!  HA!  Love it!  Rock on retrievers!

Brodie’s golden In and Out List

I know that the Washington Post is known annually for its listing of What’s In and What’s Out as we approach a New Year.  Well, I can’t wait… my golden dog ears and eyes have been keenly listening and observing, ready for the scoop…or the poop…which ever you prefer to call this.  So….read on and consider my golden outlook on the in and out list… be sure to recall what events occurred this year…and oh …what a year it has been…Peace baby

IN                                          OUT

Adopting/saving animals  Not helping the many

Peaceful protests               Rioting/destroying

Shocked veggies                Steaming veggies

45th President                  44th President

DOW 20,000                       Stymied market

Super Beet Juice                 Regular beets

Presidential Tweets            Press briefings

Proudly rich                        Hiding ones wealth

Online shopping                 Brick & Mortar retailers

Civic Lessons                       Clueless about govt.

Dehydrated Brussel Sprouts  Potato Chips

Bad Santa Parties               Christmas Caroling

5th Avenue White House     The White House

Mashed cauliflower               Mashed Potatoes

Feeding the homeless            Not helping the many

Craving Credible reporting    Fake/shocking news

Big Business Cabinet           Prof. Bureaucrats

Middle America                    Coastal Cities

Memes                                   Fads

Extreme minimal living       Extreme mortgage$

Living the golden rule       Not living the golden rule

 

 

 

Golden Brodie looks at Holiday Trending

My golden self is about to celebrate my third Christmas…can’t wait.  Just noticing how the holiday season is ever-changing …evolving…

What’s in…Ugly Sweater Parties that include adults wearing outrageous footed pajamas…Bad Santa Parties that are close to the “Ugly” but perhaps a bit “Up” in “bad taste”…  It’s totally innocent seasonal fun wrapped around the colors of red & green, mixed with different levels of alcohol…laced with meatballs, wings and cheese trays… as well as record-setting numbers of selfies taken within these celebratory & innocuous 3-4 hours.

Santa Claus
How can Santa be bad?

What I want to know is…did the house dog get an outrageous sweater…perhaps a meatball or two…perhaps chilled water bowl while the “adults?!?” party down??

What have we learned here…Christmas Caroling is out. I’m just saying a golde…Ho! Ho! Ho!