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Friday, February 25, 2011

WOOF: Dog Tails - It's a Boy...and a Boy!

Another in our continuing WOOF: Dog Tails series!
Thanks to Zan Marie Steadham for this story:


When is a Cassie really a Casey? When he is so dark brown that it’s hard to tell if he is a boy or a girl. I dreamed up the names, Cassie and Max, when the breeder said he had two toy poodle puppies—one girl and one boy. After seeing the two lovely, tiny puddles of fur, I was sure our two were properly named. John wasn’t so sure. He insisted that they were both boys. I insisted back, “But the breeder says the brown one is a girl.” So that was that…at least until we brought them home. I think John has learned the secret to getting along with an insistent woman.

That was when we began to observe the way the little chocolate brown puppy did business. Guess what? John was right. For the record, the breeder had remembered wrong and did think our chocolate puppy was a girl.

What do you do about a wrong name after the pups are home? Well, you go on a name search. We settled on Casey because it was almost the same and the puppy wouldn’t be confused. That meant we had to teach ourselves to say Casey and Max instead of Cassie and Max. It didn’t take long.

As they grew, we had another name dilemma. Max was so small—much smaller than Casey. In fact, he’s close to being a ‘tiny toy’ poodle. And his name was Max. How could that fit? We weren’t sure at first, but the more we watched him move through our world, the more we realized that the tiny dog was a Max. His full name became “Maxim Effort” because that’s exactly how he does everything—running, wrestling, chewing, or sleeping. He’s also known as Maxie Poodle.

Brother Casey has picked up a new middle name as well. He’s Casey Doodle, the Poodle. Yes, it’s lame, but it works and we are tickled to death with our two boys.

I’m still laughing about being outnumbered by the three males in the house, but really, why should I be worried? It just means I get three times the cuddles, kisses, and hugs. No woman in her right mind has a problem with that!

-- Zan Marie Steadham

Check out Zan Marie's Blog!

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Submission guidelines for:
"Dog Tails:
Stories About Women & Their Best Tail-Wagging Friends”


How to tell your story:
Whether your special canine buddy is still with you or not, we’re looking for nonfiction stories told in first person with action, dialogue and an emotional pivotal ending. Make readers laugh, cry, get chills!

How not to tell your story:
Stories should not be political in nature or preachy. We want original, unpublished stories that are 400 words or less.

How to submit your story:
A Word document e-mailed to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com

(Remember to save a copy for yourself!)

How to submit your picture:
Jpeg or Gif submitted to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

RUFF: A Lost Dog Tale


Ruff: A Lost Dog Tale is a contagiously optimistic, fun, inspiring and thought-provoking story that will linger in the mind and heart of anyone feeling overwhelmed by change in their personal life or at work.

Ruff: A Lost Dog Tale5 Great Strategies to Manage Change at Work and Beyond
By Penelope Wong and Suzanne Peck

Ruff: A Lost Dog Tale is a humor and wisdom packed story of three dogs who find themselves shipwrecked together on a tropical island in the middle of nowhere where everything is PURPLE!

“Oh dear, oh dear, wherever are we?” moans Winston, the quivering Lahteedahdoodle…

“I haven’t got a clue, dude,” answered J.D., the mixed-breed terrier, in a husky growl.

And so begins the tale. Will each dog be part of the problem or part of the solution?

Each chapter of this delightfully told 106-page book is short and mesmerizing, packed with snappy and witty delight and insight. Tense verbal confrontations and adventurous situational challenges move the story along briskly, as the dogs learn to work together in a totally unfamiliar and sometimes hostile environment. Lessons learned are shared by way of both hilarious dialog and touching revelations as the dogs encounter a wildly unpredictable terrain and learn to collaborate to achieve their goal of getting home.

“We should sniff out the situation…and figure out what we’re dealing with here,” conceded J.D.

“And not just run around like a couple of crazy dogs chasing our tails?” confirmed Winston.

The end of each chapter allows one to Paws for a Second … and poses a series of short, profoundly simple questions designed to help even the most intelligent and well-trained human get un-stuck and start moving forward through change.

The story is told in the first 61 pages. The second part of the book contains a Get Going Guide that identifies the 5 Great Strategies utilized by the charming canines in the fable:

1. Sniff Out the Situation – take some time to think through the complexities of the problem and consider different strategies before jumping to a solution.

2. Perk Up Your Ears –listen to people with very different backgrounds to get unstuck in your thinking.

3. Take a Bite – even one little chew can open up a whole new world of possibility.

4. Bark Smart – look at the situation through your audiences’ perspective and frame your pitch to support their priorities.

5. Focus on Mutual Success – focus on a positive outcome and use each other’s unique strengths to contribute to making that happen.

About The Authors:

Penelope Wong has over 25 years’ experience in marketing and advertising for top companies such as Nike, Cisco Systems, HP, NestlĂ©, Mattel, Intuit, and Amex. She has been a senior executive at Ogilvy & Mather and Brann Worldwide, lectured at major universities, spoken at conferences in the U.S. and abroad, and created innovative training programs in branding for non-profits (San Francisco Film Society, Dominican University, Oakland Museum of California, SF Asian Art Museum, USF Center for Pacific Rim).

An award-winning screenwriter for The Shanghai Café, Penelope began her writing career at age nine with her Chinese-American version of Little Women. She has written about food, fitness, fashion, the arts, decision-making, problem-solving and meeting facilitation, and more. She currently heads Penelope Wong & Associates, providing branding consultation for elite companies and start-ups.


Suzanne Peck, President of Peck Consultants, has worked with Fortune 500 companies to manage diversity and change for over 30 years. At organizations from McDonald’s to Disney to University of Chicago Hospitals to GE, she has partnered with executives to develop educational programs, to design external strategies to attract specific demographics, and to create team approaches for culturally diverse workforces both nationally and internationally. Prior to starting her own business, she was a principal and diversity practice leader of Towers Perrin, a management consulting firm with 9,000 consultants in 80 offices around the world.

Suzanne founded the Corporate Diversity Alliance, a network representing 28 Fortune 500 companies committed to the successful integration of diversity initiatives and promoting diversity and inclusion in the Chicago area. She has taught diversity at Northwestern University’s Media Management Center, co-authored and/or participated in the development of I'm In Charge, a consumer-assertiveness education program used by over a million employees in 400 companies; Expect The Best, starring Phylicia & Ahmad Rashad; How to Make Meetings Work! (now in its 9th printing); and Boomerang, an EEO training program used by half of the Fortune 500.

Available through Blue Point Books

Coming soon: Our Review of Ruff: A Lost Dog Tale

For more Great Dog Tails, BUY WOOF: Women Only Over Fifty!



Submission guidelines for:
"Dog Tails:
Stories About Women & Their Best Tail-Wagging Friends”



How to tell your story:
Whether your special canine buddy is still with you or not, we’re looking for nonfiction stories told in first person with action, dialogue and an emotional pivotal ending. Make readers laugh, cry, get chills!

How not to tell your story:
Stories should not be political in nature or preachy. We want original, unpublished stories that are 400 words or less.

How to submit your story:
A Word document e-mailed to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com

(Remember to save a copy for yourself!)

How to submit your picture:
Jpeg or Gif submitted to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com



Friday, February 18, 2011

WOOF: Furry Friends Friday - Hair Nightmare




Ever think you'd just like to throw away the hair color and go au naturale? You might want to think twice. If, however, you've taken the plunge, how did it work out?








Even if you're not quite ready to emBARK on a new hair style, we know you're feeling a sense of emotional freedom just allowing yourself to dream unfettered.

WOOF: Unleashed! Women freeing themselves from body images and/or belief systems that no longer serve. Or just out there doing something they have a passion for, that makes their heart sing. Or women still searching for answers who need a sisterhood to urge them to let go and let life!

Have an idea for a story or one you’d like to submit? Simply email GreatDames@WoofersClub.com!


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Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Woop-Woop WOOFers Club!



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Friday, February 11, 2011

WOOF: Dog Tails - Memories of Misty

Continuing WOOF's series, Dog Tails, with Becky Heishman:


Misty was a wormy flea-infested five-week-old refugee from a rural puppy mill in the mountains of Kentucky when we found her in 1994. The minute my eyes met hers, I knew she owned my heart. Her dad was a stunning purebred Pembroke Welsh corgi who had strayed to the puppy mill owner's lovely little purebred female beagle, resulting in a litter of five pups. Through an ad in our regional newspaper, the owner had listed them for sale at $30.00 each in order to, as he so callously put it, 'get rid of them'.

The pups were wallowing in their own feces in a soggy cardboard box on a leaky porch, chilly raindrops pelting their eyes. Their bellies protruded from the worms that engorged them. The air was full of the beautiful steamy-blue Kentucky mountain mist that often rises over the foothills on rainy mornings. That mist had followed us all the way to Kentucky from southern Indiana. We had christened our pup Misty before we got there, long before we'd seen her.

We couldn't wait to get her out of that environment. We paid the man and hurried home. We were thrilled to learn that immediately after we left the puppy mill, local authorities had raided it and closed it down for good.

Misty grew into a healthy golden-haired beauty with a great sense of humor. She was a jokester, a prankster, and a clown, and she actually wore a smile on her face most of the time. She radiated warmth. She loved people, popcorn, running fast, sniffing, chasing squirrels, chewing up my socks, watching the Animal Channel, and me.

I learned the extent of her devotion when I was stricken in 2002 by a brutal two-year relapse of multiple sclerosis that forced me to bed. That relapse was to disable me until remission came in 2004. When I became ill, Misty resolutely planted herself firmly at my bedside, where she would remain for the next two years. My husband William would have to make her leave me to go to the kitchen to eat. She would eat quickly, then return immediately to watch over me.

Depression stalked me during those days, and there were times when I didn't care if I died, and I actually hoped I would. I contemplated suicide, as I was beginning to feel like a burden to my husband. I wanted better days for him. When I would hit emotional rock-bottom, I would catch myself peering over the edge of the bed into those brown eyes that were looking with such adoration straight into my soul. And I realized I had to go on. I had to live to take care of this precious dog who was devoting her life to taking care of me. She needed me.

Misty lived to the stately age of sixteen years. The last three years of her life, she struggled with the indignities of kidney failure. Even our veterinarian who had cared for her since her puppy days was puzzled as to how a dog so sick could go on living and remain so active when, according to blood work done to measure her kidney function, she shouldn't be alive. I told her I knew the answer to that question. I told her that Misty was living for me.

Then came that day when the light went out of those loving eyes. She looked at me and I knew she had made the decision for me. That was like her to take the responsibility for choosing the day she must leave. She wanted to spare me the heartache of that decision by making the decision herself. She was too sick to go on, and she knew it. We had been there for one another in the tough times. Today would be no different. I knew what I had to do. I had to free her from that broken body. I had to help her die.

I cradled the beloved head in my hands as the drugs raced through her veins on their way to stop her heart. I told her I loved her. And I thanked her for being there for me during my illness, and for making me want to live. She gave me one of her knowing looks, kissed my hand one last time, and left me.

There's not a day goes by that I don't think of her. She lives, happy, healthy, and whole, right here in my heart, where she will always stay. And I know there will be a sweet reunion on that blessed day when I get to Rainbow Bridge and look off in the distance to see my golden girl with big brown eyes, bright and shining again, looking back at me. On that day, I'll know that I'm finally home to stay.

Becky Heishman



For more Great Dog Tails, BUY WOOF: Women Only Over Fifty!



Submission guidelines for:
"Dog Tails:
Stories About Women & Their Best Tail-Wagging Friends”



How to tell your story:
Whether your special canine buddy is still with you or not, we’re looking for nonfiction stories told in first person with action, dialogue and an emotional pivotal ending. Make readers laugh, cry, get chills!

How not to tell your story:
Stories should not be political in nature or preachy. We want original, unpublished stories that are 400 words or less.

How to submit your story:
A Word document e-mailed to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com

(Remember to save a copy for yourself!)

How to submit your picture:
Jpeg or Gif submitted to
GreatDames@WoofersClub.com




Friday, February 4, 2011

WOOF: Running With Dogs


Warm up!
Watch him!
Water for two!

Running with your dog can be beneficial and fun for you both! As with any exercise program, it's a good idea to take precautions and start out at a slow pace. T
he above list is also something good to keep in mind so that you run smart.

You don't have a dog? Well, then do you have a neighbor, friend or family member who is unable to exercise their dog because of work obligations or illness? Taking their pet for a regular romp through the park could be an awesome way to say "I care."

Email WOOF your ideas for keeping both you and your dog off the couch this winter!

For great non-fiction women's stories to inspire by the love of dogs, BUY WOOF: Women Only Over Fifty!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

WOOF: Unleashed!


We know. You hear the WOOF motto “Ride with the wind in your face!” and freak, thinking it will only make your face drier!

But we firmly believe that’s why moisturizers and lotions keep improving. To enable any woman over fifty to risk being a bit more frisky!

Now admit it. Isn’t there a part of you just itching to cut loose? (We aren’t suggesting you leave relationships, careers or other responsibilities!)

Just maybe treat yourself to a pedicure. Or a foreign language course. Or a zip line adventure!

In each of the following areas, what would do without hesitation if you knew:

• you’d survive unscathed.________________________________________

• you’d positively impact a young woman._____________________________

• you’d discover what you’re meant to do in this life._________________

Even if you're not quite ready to emBARK on any of the above, we know you're feeling a sense of emotional freedom just allowing yourself to dream unfettered.

WOOF: Unleashed! Women freeing themselves from body images and/or belief systems that no longer serve. Or just out there doing something they have a passion for, that makes their heart sing. Or women still searching for answers who need a sisterhood to urge them to let go and let life!

Have an idea for a story or one you’d like to submit? Simply email GreatDames@WoofersClub.com!


For great non-fiction women's stories to inspire and bring a smile, BUY WOOF: Women Only Over Fifty!