I have a lot to be thankful for today–let me tell you why.
You know I get really hot with all that running and stuff and there’s almost always a mud puddle to cool off in.
Or a river to swim inA ball meant to land in my mouthOceans to exploreMountains to be climbedMy friends
Sage & Toby
I’ll play ball with you, Heidi.
Sage & Mr. N
She loves it–really
Sage & Macy
And most of all
IT’S MY BIRTHDAY
I’m now 5-years old…Mom says it means I’m supposed to be all grown up. Frankly, I think that’s a bit over-rated.
We celebrated with a fun, fun trip to the coast with Mr. N, who gave me a Tuffy Mega Bone with not one, not two but 10 layers of indestructible material. I looooved it. And it’s still in one piece.😀 More about this trip later, so stay tuned!!
It’s been a long 3 weeks since I’ve been around (not that I’ve been having fun or anything), but things are getting back to normal at my house—finally! Mom’s knee is healing and the blood clot is (hopefully) under control. I’ve gotten a wonderfully long walk each day from the bestest petsitter in the whole world and some of my favorite bi-peds have taken me on a few outings where I can run.
When I heard I was going to get to go to 1000 Acres the other day, I was in heaven! It was a little weird going without Mom, but I got to go with my buds Heidi and Toby–what could be better?? I was a bit worried about the supply of mud holes, but, fortunately, I was able to find some.😀
Mud always means a nice roll in the dirt afterwards. How else is a dog supposed to clean off?
There’s nothing like a good roll after wallowing in a mud hole.
Then off we went to the Sandy River where I found a ball!
Look what I found!
I even shared with Heidi. She likes to play keep-away.
I’ll play ball with you, Heidi.
We ran and played and ran and played.
Run, Toby, Run!
And I had a bath when I got home…
Mom started taking me for walks yesterday and she whispered to me that we are going to see Mr. N this week for a new adventure! I can’t wait!!
Winter trudges along.
And so do I
(those are my words of wisdom for today, in case you were wondering😀 ).
On a recent trip to 1000 Acres, we found lots of trees blown down from a previous windstorm. Me, being my usual dare-devil self, tried a bit of log walking.
Toby got up there with me.
Heidi thought she’d try too.
It was a bit hard, but we all cheered her on!
I found another log and scampered up.It’s very important to scout for mud puddles, you know, but all I saw was fog.
I kept telling myself: Never fear, mud is always around.
Especially this time of year.What???
Today is my third blogiversary–yes, three whole years! It’s been so much fun and we’ve made a lot of new furiends. Thanks to all of you for watching me grow from a fuzzy-haired baby (where are my ears!)
Me at 10 weeks
to a flop-eared, gangly youth
Me at 4 months
to what I am today…almost 4 years old!
Toby was my mentor and taught me how to be a dog. We were inseparable those first two years of my youth. I’m alone now (well, except for those kitties), but he’s always with me.
You can’t catch me!
We love the ocean
Toby and I…always together.
You’ve watched me doing what I love best
Cooling down in the nearest mud-hole
More ball play!
and I hope you continue to visit and enjoy my adventures!
So, where are we going?
I bet you can guess!!
I know, I know. I’ve been missing. But I’m BACK with a whole lot of fun to tell you about. 1000 Acres twice in the past two days fun. I know you think I go there a LOT, but this dog loves sproinging in the meadows
Hmmm. What’s down there?
That’s my bud-Heidi
and swimming in the rivers.
A little ball play as Toby watches
The stick is mine!
Heidi is after it.
Pass off to Heidi
Back to me
Then back to Heidi (as I shake)
And, of course, you know what happens during rainy season.
You can’t catch me, Heidi!
No rain in sight for a couple of months, but that’s OK. There’s always a dust bath.
After a dunk in the water, what’s better than a roll in the dirt?
a roll in M..U..D.
But for now, I’ll settle for a bowl of water.Mom says I have to take some time to visit all of you. So, I will!!
On a recent trip to the beach with my pals, Toby, Heidi and Macy, we noticed the tide was really out–further than we’ve ever seen it.
But since we don’t live at the beach and only visit occasionally, that doesn’t mean much. It did mean, however, that there was more beach to run on. And run we did!
Let’s play, Toby!
Uh, oh! Heidi’s after me.
Who’s ready to romp?
Is this doggy heaven, or what?
There were several other dogs on the beach that day and they joined in the fun.
Further down the beach, we noticed some interesting patterns in the sand,
something we don’t usually see when we go to the beach. Called wave-formed ripple marks, they are caused by the “right kind of winds, waves and currents”. And, interestingly, there were two distinct variations of ripple marks. Not only did we have pretty patterns to look at, the sand was hard, making it easier to run.
All good things have to come to an end, so we all piled into my friend’s dogmobile for the trip home.
We were a bunch of tired pooches!
Toby and I boarded our jet yesterday and flew over to merry ol’ England for the biggest ball of the year–sponsored by none other than Mollie and Ranger.
Those Brits sure know how to throw a pawty! Guests were arriving left and right in their fancy limos and jets. Dogs, kittehs, bunnies and a gerbil or two were all dressed to the nines! What a line-up of blogville celebs!
And little ol’ me.
I knew it was going to be chilly, there in merry ol’ England, so I slipped in my cloak with the fur collar and fancy-pancy embroidery.
My deep, deep down ancestry was from an Old English Sheepdog…so I wanted to honor that ancestry with a period-costume gown from that era.
Toby looks stunning in ermine and leather, so I encouraged him to wear this amazing coat. I thought he was the bestest escort ever.
We had fun, didn’t we?