Spotlight Thursday – Meet Jazz

Spotlight Thursday

Welcome my friends to SPOTLIGHT THURSDAY.  This is the time that I will introduce you to one of my fellow anipals so you can get to know them better.  Some of them, you may already know.  We hope that you enjoy this series!

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Name:  Jazz (nickname, “Jazzbo”)

Age:  14 ½  years

Location:  Colorado

Web/Blog Page:  https://peacewithmylife.com/

What were your first thoughts when you met your new parents?  I was pretty excited over everything back then. Mom thought I had had cute curls on my butt, and I knew these were the people for me. They adored my handsome poodle curls!

What was the defining moment when you knew you were in your forever home?  My parents were determined that I was not going to sleep in their bed. The first night, they had a sleeping area all set up for me and turned out the light. I cried and cried. I missed my littermates, my mom, my dad, and my grandparents. I was not used to being alone. When dad relented and let me into bed, I knew that these people needed me to teach them the true Way of the Dog. I was needed here. We slept soundly in bed together, and I’ve slept with them ever since. That’s when I knew that this was the place where I was needed most.

What has been your biggest “Oh no, now I’ve done it” moment so far in your home?  (*cough, cough*) I’ve always been perfect; there has been no naughtiness. Of course, I could always blame any accidents on Nutty, until he passed away in January. (*Looks down and away*) Now, I think the parents could be catching on how naughty I can be, but I’m not going to self-incriminate myself!

Who do you have wrapped around your paws more – mom or dad – and why? I’d have to say, Mom. I’m special to both my parents, but Mom really depends on me to keep her happy. All the dogs here have a job, and I’m mom’s personal counselor. We snuggle all night long every night. I love dad, too, but he doesn’t need me quite as much. All I have to do is whine a little, and mom knows what I need (*hair flip*). We understand each other.

What’s the biggest misconception that humans think about you?  They sometimes forget that I’m old and things are getting hard for me. Since I’m almost blind and absolutely deaf, they can easily give me the slip if they move through the house so fast. They will find me wandering the house looking for them. Mom gets me acupuncture, chiropractics, and medication, and feeds me healthy food, but sometimes she forgets to be sure I’m with her. I follow her all over the house because I never know when she’s going to need me. I want to be there for her, but sometimes It’s hard to keep up.

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Hope you enjoyed meeting my friend – check back next week for another Spotlight edition!

 

Bashful Gets a Taste of Gumbo and Brass Bands

Oh friends – have you been wondering what my little Bashful has been doing in New Orleans? Well you gotta check it out – he’s been rolling around having a blast! XOXO – Bacon

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It’s been a while since I’ve given you an update on Bashful’s New Orleans adventures. Every time I turn around, that little fella is hopping into my human mommy’s purse and they’re headed out the door. I finally got those two to sit down long enough to tell me where they’ve been and to share a few photos. Wow. They’ve been busy. A couple of weekends ago, Bashful joined both of my humans at Armstrong Park for the Treme Creole Gumbo Festival–New Orleans’ Premier Brass Band Showcase, which is presented by the New Orleans Jazz & Heritage Foundation. In New Orleans, we love a festival. There’s at least one every month–sometimes one each weekend of the month–and they usually revolve around tasty food and great music.

This festival features gumbo of every sort you can imagine: creole gumbo, seafood gumbo, chicken and sausage gumbo, even vegan gumbo and…

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They Call Me Tiny Swine Dancer

Check out my jazz hooves – I gotta keep it moving – shaking it to the right – shaking it to the left – shake your hiney.  No need for a reason – come on my friends – shake your hiney – uh huh – that’s it – move it – move it.

I think I can busta move like no one’s business.  They call me the party pig.  I’ve even been known to get mom up from the couch and shake her bon-bons with me.  You know you want to get up with me now and dance, don’t you?  Go ahead, no one’s looking.

 

I like ballet. 

I’ve seen some famous Russian ballet dancers like Anna Pavlova,  Mikhail Baryshnikov and Rudolf Nureyev perform.  They are totally awesome!  I can’t believe they dance and move so freely on their itty bitty toes.  I’m not a big fan of the tights because well we all know that my pot belly is not made for them.  It would show all of my fat rolls in a bad way.  Also, my hooves won’t allow me to dance like them but I found a sweetheart that looks great in a tutu.  If only I could meet her in real life – I think we could dance the night away.  Hubba Hubba my sweets

 

  I like square dancing.

This type of dance is done all over the world!  Hey, when they play the upbeat music the announcer tells you what to do.  As long as you know the moves, your’re good to go.  And if you don’t know the moves, it’s easy to pick up and flow.  I think it’s fun when they say things like:  swing your partner; bow to your partner and bow to your corner; do sa do; promenade and partner trade.  So much fun!

 

I like tap dancing.

This I *can* do.  In fact, my floor in my bedroom is like a tile that echoes nicely when I attempt to tap dance.  I’m not calling myself a Sammy Davis Jr or  a Gregroy Hines but I think I can keep up with them.  Every since I watched Mumble in Happy Feet, I absolutely knew that this dance was made for me – for sure!

 

I like Broadway dancing. 

Of course I can’t hold up to the greats like Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Ann-Margret or Patrick Swayze for that matter.  I’m not what do they say – light on my hooves.  Although I do love to watch them on television.  They don’t just dance – they float!  It’s remarkable to watch them.  They make it look so easy.  Very talented people – very talented!

 

I like to WATCH belly dancing.

Snort – that’s right I said it.  I like to *watch* belly dancing.  Did you really expect me, a male pig, to say I like to belly dance – snort.  Nope, not me.  Although, like I said – I do like to watch it when mom attempts to do it.  Again, I said attempt.  I like it when she wears that shiny noisy thing around her waist and makes it sing.  That really piques this pigs interest. 

 

I like Pop dancing.

I have to bow out of this one though. My hooves really hold me back on this style.  And really, this little pig can not compare to some wonderful, talented people out there.  You know the ones like:  Michael Jackson, MC Hammer, Beyonce, and Janet Jackson just to name a few.  I love to watch them on MTV and I dream of one day performing like that, but that’s just it – a dream.

I hope you enjoyed my dance breakdown.  Which one do you prefer?