I’ve been so patiently waiting for Mom to come back so we can go to the river. Right then–right now! The closest one is the Willamette River, only a 10-minute drive from our house. I was even dreamin’ about playing ball there. (One of my favoritest things to do–along with cooling down in a river.)Not that my favorite-sitter-of-all-times didn’t take me for long walks, a trip to 1000 acres and lots of snuggles. She did. And I loved it. But I miss Mom when she’s gone…
And what happened when she came back? She said we can’t go to the Willamette River. Period. So what happened to ‘right then; right now’? Mooooom?
Mom: Unfortunately, the Willamette River is experiencing an unprecedented blue-green algae bloom that was found to be toxic. It is spanning the entire river flow through Portland up to where it meets the Columbia River. And we don’t know when it will clear up. With recent rains and cooler weather, hopefully it’ll be soon! Since there the possibility a dog can die within an hour after drinking water with this type of algae, we are staying far away.
I did get a reprieve from boredom finally with a trip to 1000 acres today. We don’t go there as often as it’s much further away. But when we do? Whoopee!!
So much for that ol’ algae smalgae. There’s more than one river to play in around here, that’s fur sure.
And now I’m happily asleep :)But ready to go again at the drop of a ball!
We won’t be around much this week…Mom & Dad are off to San Francisco for the Popstar’s 3rd birthday.
It’s been HOT in Portland, so off to the beach we went. Only to get there to find it was so cold and foggy we couldn’t even see the ocean!
‘What’s up with that’ I say?
Not to be deterred, the intrepid duo (that would be Mr. N and me) took off anyway–running, of course. After all, adventures can be made in any kind of weather.
We met another hearty soul and my herding genes kicked in. I knew they couldn’t lose me in this silly ol’ fog!
Of course, that heated me up (who said it was cold??) and was I ever happy to find a streamlet flowing down to the ocean. Mr. N said I was nuts… But, after I found a ball. I said ‘who’s nuts now?’ After all, balls are next best to just about anything!
Mr. N thought it was HIS precious. WHAT??
I’m such a push-over for him.
I told Mom we had to write a B..A..D poem.
Why, she said.
Well…because Oz said so.
I banged out something on Mom’s puter and here it is–in all it’s badness.
(And I know you’re not.)
There is that sun
Shining down where I run.
Where is the water?
I continue to run.
My tongue hangs out
My nose seeks out…
I lap from the bowl
But know I need more.
I can sense
The river is near.
I look to my Mom
She says to go on
The river is near.
My tummy is wet
The river is cool.
I am NO FOOL.
And now I’m not hot!
That’s it, folks. What can I say???