Wednesday, March 10, 2010

Letting Sleeping Blogs Lie

I'm going to use an analogy to describe the way I see myself and blogging.  I do not wish to offend anyone who chooses to read it.  I am even providing a key.

Blog Whisperer - Someone with understanding and knowledge as well as the ability to provide advice to others.  Who has a way of doing what they do, without disrespect to any breed, large or small.

Bloghouse - Ones own blog.

Blog Park - blogosphere

Pack - Followers

Peeing or Marking - Making comments

Sniffing - Reading, but not commenting

Chihuahua - Me

Chihuahuas are the smallest blog/dog breed, fiercely loyal and gets along well with other breeds.  Due to their small size and fragility, care must be taken to avoid injury from jumping off a tall surface, or stepping on them as they follow along at your feet.  They have also been known to cause injury to themselves, by charging after anything threatening, without regard for size differences.  While they may appear to shiver and tremble, it isn't always from fear.  Excitement, low blood sugar and discomfort are other possible causes.  Their small size makes them suitable in most any living arrangement.  They are alert and make ideal watchdogs.

While in my own bloghouse recently, an intelligent, larger breed, peed to mark some territory.  I yelped in surprise, then upon recognition, wagged to apologize for the yelp and received a growl.  I do not, for one minute, believe the intention was to rip me to shreds.  Nor were mine.

Ventured out to the blog park to socialize. Visited a pack members bloghouse, peed a small spot and was promptly bitten.  I lowered my head and was given a second bite, for being weak.  Chihuahuas are notoriously hard to housebreak, but with patience and the right method, it can be done.  (Instilling fear is probably not the best way to accomplish this)

Exhausted from trying to play with the big (blog) dogs, I retreated to my bloghouse to rest and recuperate, venturing out occasionally, to sniff some fresh air and being cautious not to pee in the wrong place.

This little chihuahua is well behaved.  She understands rules, boundaries and limitations, as well as exercise, discipline and affection.  She's learned a few tricks, which include... speak, sit, shake, fetch and... roll over and play dead.

Do not confuse rolling over and playing dead, with submission.  True submission comes from trust and respect and the feeling of protection from intruders or opposing pack members.

One of my young pups tried to explain me to a puppy pal... "If she likes you, she yaps, wags, sniffs and marks.  If she doesn't trust you, she is silent."

As long as I find more enjoyment than pain with blogging, I will continue.  There are some really wonderful people out there.  I read everyone I follow and will comment, frequently.  If I feel you need encouragement, I will be there to give it to you.  If I disagree, I will try not to comment.  If you encourage people to think and comment, but belittle them when they do, I will probably still follow and read, but will refrain from commenting.  I will never try to intentionally hurt someone with a comment or a post.  I may have the jaws of a Pit Bull, but never want to feel a need to use them here.  If you made it this far, thanks for joining me.  Hope to see you again, soon.  Feel free to hike or squat, pee or not.

Special thanks to my Blog Whisperer, Laura and my Guard Dog, Iggy and to each and every one of you, that choose to be members of my pack.


Kristy said...


The Girl Next Door Grows Up said...

That was really super creative! I am glad you are back.

Thank you, I like my nickname and you are welcome :-)

RawknRobynsGoneBlogWild said...

I like the terminology, Chihuahua. I have been bitten and growled at in my bloghouse and in someone else's, perhaps by the same untamed dog as you. I dropped from his pack, and that dog dropped from mine. I'm glad. I don't like dog fights. Untamed animals should find different sites to bark and pee at.
I hope you'll still bless us with your blogging.

Marla said...

Great post. People can be cruel, sometimes without realizing it. Please, keep speaking your mind. I look forward to what you have to say every time I visit your blog.

Ms. Anthropy said...

Kristy, Robyn, Laura and Marla, thank you! Feel free to pee on my post, anytime!

Anonymous said... girls are a riot. Glad to see you back Ms. A.

I think some bloggers are looking for an outlet for obnoxious behavior that they can't get away with in real life, is my guess. It's rude.

Rebekah said...


- From one of your tail wagging, tongue lolling, rolling over to get my belly rubbed pack members.

Love ya, Alpha Chihuaha!

Ian said...

Damn right. I am the guard dog over all of my follower's blogs. Just you dare shit on them, feel my wrath lol

Ms. Anthropy said...

Karen, Rebekah and Iggy, Doggy biscuits and belly rubs!

Deborah said...

I want a belly rub too!

Why are some peeps richards?? Why?

Who gives a flyin' cat about those bad dogs?

I keep trying to think what kind of dog I'd like to be. I'm kinda goofy and big; maybe a hound? ;)

Lovely read this.

Ms. Anthropy said...

Deborah, Good dog! Sit... stay. Belly rubs!

I'd be curious to see what kind of dog Pupcake thinks you are. Let me know.

Copyboy said...

Can I be a Chihuahua if I'm a dude? I'm at least a pack person. Not a sniffer...NO WAY!!

KrippledWarrior said...

all big dogs don't bite out of temper. Some are just old and grouchy. And some don't like to follow the pack anymore. Or chase rabbits with the rest. Some old dogs just like to sit on the hill and howl at the moon. But the pack thinks he went rogue, and take each howl and bark as a threat.
Then again some other younger old dogs are so busy claiming breeding rights over the female members of the pack, that he looses sight of where his affections really lay!

Pat Tillett said...

Hi there, I've seen you around and decided to check you out! I like what I see (and read), so I'm going to tag along, if you don't mind!
Funny post!

Ms. Anthropy said...

Copyboy, You bet you can! Size and gender make no difference.

KW, In dog years, I'm an old dog, just looking for that comfortable hill, as well. You are an amazing breed and I plan to share that hill with you as long as I can. As far as breeding rights, I've been spayed and am loyal to my Mate. You, my friend, are a good dog! Thanks for stopping by. You are always welcome!

Ms. Anthropy said...

Pat, Welcome and thank you!

Ca88andra said...

Love both your definitions and the post!

Ms. Anthropy said...

Thanks Ca88andra!

Tracie said...

I love your analogy. I'm a new follower. I don't know how you would characterize me or my blog but I can tell you that I don't bite. :)

Ms. Anthropy said...

Tracie, Thank you and it's nice to hear that such a big dog, as yourself, doesn't bite. I love what I've just seen of your blog and am following you back. *wag

Anonymous said...

I love your analogy. It says so much in an interesting way.
Don't be afraid to comment disagreement on my blog if you ever visit. I appreciate all comments. Thoughtful disagreement, I think shows respect.
Here's what someone said to me about my post on Sunday: "This is what I love about blogging. I can totally disagree with you on every question and answer, but still love and adore you."

Ms. Anthropy said...

GregoryJ, thanks and welcome!

Ashley King said...

hey there!!! it's ME again.... i absolutely AGREE with your post SO incredibly much and find myself to be the same way.... i usually come to my blog to vent, and there are very FEW things that i will speak up about if it's a touchy topic that others might disagree with (i.e. politics, abortion, religion).... and if i don't agree with someone's post, i tend to keep my mouth shut....

this recently happened to me after i started following a blog. I'd read one entry and really enjoyed the read. (well, actually i felt sorry for her, and like i could help her) and then when i commented on her blog, she about ripped my head off.... SOOO mean. i typed out about 5 different (and very raw emotion) responses (none of which i actually sent).... i don't think it's submissive at all.... i think it is extremely wise and mature to bite the tongue, because it could be so easy to go back to that carefree teenage way for just half a second if you allowed yourself to....

i'd like to think of myself as a lab or boxer or something. i could sit on you and do some damage, but otherwise i'm pretty much a lover.

Ms. Anthropy said...

Ashley, Wags and belly rubs! You SO get it.