Thanks

Today, being my birthday and all, I’m going to tell you why I’m thankful I’ve made it to 4 years old. And besides, Thanksgiving is tomorrow, so what better time than now?

  • Mom–boy, am I ever thankful she is my Mom. She’s put up with a lot over the past 4 years and I can come up with some doozies. Like the time I ate some marijuana and ended up in ICU overnight. Or the voles I dug up out at 1000 acres. Or all the mud I seem to find sticking to my furs (I’m REALLY thankful for that warm water hose-off I now get). Muddiest SageThere are some really good things I do too, like snuggles and kisses and lots and lots of walks. I have to keep Mom in shape, you know–it’s especially important in her advanced years.
  • Dad-he’s my go-to guy. If I need a tummy rub–he’s there. If I need anything requiring an opposable thumb–he’s there. If I want to lay in bed way after Mom gets up–he’s there. Dad is my rock.
  • My Friends–I luv, luv, luv all my human friends. You take me places when Mom disappears for days and days. And you play ball with me and give me some of the nummiest treats ever! You know who you are–here’s a big smoochie on your nose 😀  (Dad taught me that and I do it well).
  • I don’t necessarily like every dog there is out there any more, but I guess that’s OK. BUT, I have a few doggie furiends that I often go play with.
Game of stick

A rousing game of stick

They’re comfortable–like a warm blankie or a nice smelly antler. And I get really excited when we all pile into a car together and take off for an adventure.

    • And then there’s you–all of you out in Blogville. What would I do without you? You laugh at my silly pictures and are in awe of all the mud I find–I have a knack, you know.
    • It wouldn’t be complete without my kittehs. Yes, I heckle them. I want to herd them. I keep telling them I’m still a youngster, sowing my wild oats (I guess girl dogs sow oats).

      Has she gone yet?

      Has she gone yet?

They’ve accepted me and that’s all right. I’ll even share my bed with them! See?

So, here I am. Birthday Sage4 years old.

Where I Went

A lot of you guessed it. Our destination was

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the beach!

My pack, Toby II, Heidi, Macy and me, of course, all piled into our neighbor’s K-9 Taxi and off we went. The weather was perfect–overcast and in the mid-to-upper 60’s. And after a two-hour trip in the K-9 Taxi, I was ready to run…it’s so nice this beach is HUGE. I could stretch my legs and go full speed! Macy just saw a streak go by (I saw her shaking her head in wonder 🙂 )

I also like to cavort in the surf

You never know what you’ll find. Me? All I found was a crab leg…

I decided to dig a bit in the sand, and Toby and Heidi thought they’d ‘help’. Actually, I think they just wanted to play ‘bury Sage in the sand’.

So, I challenged Heidi to a race© sagechronicles.wordpress.com© sagechronicles.wordpress.com

She’s pretty spry for a Saint! But, NO ONE can catch me!

On the way home, I did something I NEVER do. I crawled up into the front seat (no, Mom wasn’t driving) and let Mom and her friend know how happy I was to have such a perfect day. Then I crawled back with my pack and went to sleep.

Getting Lost is Scary.

Before Mom left, we went to 1000 Acres with my friends Toby, Heidi and Macy for what we thought was a quick trip. The trees were blooming and the sky was blue. I was all set for a racing, chasing couple hours of fun.

Flowering treeI alway stop at my favorite mud hole to cool off, but this is what I found. Was this a portension of what was to come?My mud hole was dry!

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Can you believe it? What’s a self-respecting, mud-wallowing dog to do? But, don’t worry, I didn’t ponder about it very long. I had my friends with me and there’s always the job of looking for balls in the meadow to look forward to.

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TobyWe took a new path and ended up at the Columbia River. We (that’s us dogs) took off down to the shoreline, but Mom and her friend decided to go another way. They called us up the hill and we took off down the path. Except Toby wasn’t with us. And he didn’t come. We searched and search up and down the shoreline, but Toby wasn’t to be found. After an hour or so, Mom and I went up the hill to see if he’d come back. We called and called and finally here he came! He didn’t tell us where he’d been, but we were so glad to see him, that we didn’t care. His Mom was very relieved, but she made sure he stayed really close the rest of the way back to the car.

It would be scary to get lost, so I always make sure I can see Mom when we are out and I’m racing around. And she’s glad I do that too!

Pee Ess: I Skyped with Mom and she said she’s sorry we haven’t been to visit everyone. She got a sinus infection and has been very busy getting better and playing with the little Popstar. But she’s almost better now. 

Trillium Lake

The big dogs–Toby & Heidi

The day started out perfectly–the sun was shining and we were going for a hike. Mom took me to our friend’s house and we got in the car with her 3 dogs (Toby II, Macy & Heidi). Somehow, we all fit!

I squeezed between Macy & Toby (They were my very first friends when I was a pup!)

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You’ve met them before.

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They’re my pack.

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Heidi doesn’t scare me anymore. She’s just a big goof of a St. Bernard. We arrived at Trillium Lake and all piled out of the car…ready for our adventure! There are 12 glaciers on Mount Hood…you can see several here.  There sure isn’t much snow! In fact, Mount Hood has lost more than a third of its ice since first measurements in the early 20th century.

There’s a nice path around the lake, so we took off! I found several stumps.

That was a BIG tree

The sun was shining through the trees.There were walkways over areas that probably are pretty wet. It’s been really dry here in the Pacific Northwest, so there was no extra water anywhere! (It started raining today, so all that changes!)This is my new buddy, Heidi. We have a good time together!

We stopped for lunch here and I got my furs wet.I think this is where I found the marijuana.

Mom thought it was some kind of animal skat…you can sure tell she knows nothing about drugs! 🙂 I guess it’s a good thing I ‘drop’ when she says ‘leave it’. Even so, I had to sneak a bite. Let me tell you, it was even tastier than skat. 😦  I’m all better now and ready for my next adventure! (Yeah, right, Sage. You’d better not do this again!!)

I’ll leave you with some more views of Trillium Lake.

Monday Mischief-More to my Beach Trip

While at the beach the other day, my buds and I had a little contest called ‘who gets the treat’. We all started out with one, but there was one unclaimed–was it mine?

It was like the game of “hot potato”, ‘cept it wasn’t hot and it wasn’t a potato, but you know what I mean.

Somehow, it got buried in the sand…maybe when we did some digging?

I don’t remember.

Must have been a ‘heat-of-the-moment’ thing.

“Just try to get it”

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Toby II claimed it first…

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“It’s mine now!”

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Then it was my turn…

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(A brief interlude in the treat game.)

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What are these sand castles doing here? Are they going to seize our treat?

Brilliant move, Toby! You knew exactly how to breach those battlements. All it took was a little pee…way to go!

Treat’s all yours, Toby!

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Toby did such a great job of defeating the sand castle defenders, it was unanimously decided he should get the prize.

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The fog started rolling in about then. The surf was getting dimmer and dimmer.Where’d everything go?Guess it’s time to head home….

Making Rainbows

My BFF Toby II and I were playing in the Sandy River and he decided to take my stick! MY STICK. What’s up with that, Toby?

OK, if that’s what you want, let’s play a game of tug!

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Meanwhile, Toby’s sister, Macy, watched on the shore. Who was she cheering for, I ask?

You know, this is important, so listen up

Loyalties to your pack can be important

and Macy’s smart…

she said she was staying out of this one.

Geez, what’s a girl supposed to do?

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(I know..change the focus)

Make rainbows!!

The first one was kinda puny.

But, perfecting the art is what it’s all about, right?I decided

Making rainbows is fun!

Have you made any rainbows lately?

Beach? Here I Come!!

Yesterday was beach day….finally. So, pull up that beach chair and get relaxed, because there is a lot to tell you about our latest trip to Seaside!

I went with my furiends Toby II and Macy. It was cozy…all of us in one car…but that just made it all the more fun. Of course, there’s always the potty stop along the way. We pulled into a logging road and got out.

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Hey, Mom! Check this tree stump out..


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It must be a million feet wide! It even has trees growing out of it. I wanted to go sniff it out, but Toby II and Macy were anxious to get to the beach.

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Onward we went, arriving at our destination of fun!

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One of the first things we found was a turtle.This turtle was just covered with so much sand and I just knew it wanted to get out. I was good, though, and left it alone.

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And then Mom found 4 perfect sand dollars. Unbroken ones are really hard to find, so she was l..u..c..k..y!!

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I found a crab. Does that count?

Toby II and I had a little crazy spell, but we had a whole beach to do it in. Look at me, Toby! I can jump higher than you!!Here’s a little video of me playing ball. What would I ever do without a ball??????

By this time, I was a bit pooped, so I dug a hole. I thought that turtle was pretty cool, so I wanted to see what it was like to be covered in sand.

Toby II  thought my hole was pretty cool–I like to share my hole digging projects–but he didn’t think he wanted to be a sandy turtle.

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Like all good things, it had to come to an end. But not before a bit of fish (salmon) and chips at Bell Buoy Restaurant (what else would you get when you go to the coast?) Oh…all right…chowder, clams, oysters, crab…..

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Our lunch came with a little river entertainment.

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The end of a perfect day….

Not So Muddy Monday

As weekends go, this one wasn’t too bad! Did I ever tell you Mom won’t give me a stuffie? I guess it’s because I destroyed all the ones they gave me when I was a puppy. And then I ate the end of one of Maggie’s favorite toys (we called it T-Bone, but it didn’t taste like one) and had I to go to the emergency vet. So, I was really surprised when Mom brought home Racoon!
It’s a stuffless stuffie, whatever that means. I don’t care WHAT they call it, it’s almost as good as a ball. Now, you need to notice I said “almost”. But, it’s been 24 hours and my new non-stuffie is still intact! Pretty good, huh?

We’ve had some pretty nice weather here in the Pacific Northwest, and Sunday was no exception. I thought that called for a trip to my favorite mud-hole place in the whole world–1000 Acres. (Oh, right.  What else is new?) But this time my very first BFFs in the whole world went too (that would be Toby II and Macy)! I was SOOOOOO excited. We raced and raced and, then, there it was…my favorite mud hole.

I hope you notice there’s not much water. Geez, what’s a dog to do?

Me?

I rolled in the grass and dirt just to see if I could add a bit more…what’s with this drying up mud business? Do I need to learn how to do a rain dance? I think I have a spot of mud on my nose.

Can’t have that–a girl has to keep up her appearances. At least that’s what I think! A trip to the nearby pond got most of the mud off, so on we went!

My buddy Toby II is out there waiting for me. I heard him say: “Get a move on, Sage! Let’s run.” Darn, that ball was just too interesting. Sorry, Toby II–catch you on the bounce!

Hope you had a good weekend. I sure did!