My Thankful Day

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.A mud bath

Or a river to swim inThe cleanup in the riverA ball meant to land in my mouthball catchingOceans to exploreAt the OceanMountains to be climbedHere I come!My friends

And most of all

IT’S MY BIRTHDAYBirthday Sage

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. 😀 Sage with new toyMore about this trip later, so stay tuned!!

 

Voting

I asked Mom what this voting thing was all about. She said it’s our right to vote for the person or issue that will be the best for us and our country. And many bi-peds did just that yesterday–voted, that is. That sounded good, so I decided I should run for something. You know I love balls and mud and water and a whole bunch of stuff like that. So that’s my platform: More balls, mud and water.  And I voted!Sage's ballot

After all the votes were tallied, I WON.

Um, I guess I should say there was only one vote–mine! 😀

So, I will do my best to fulfill my promises so I can run again. And again. And again.Play ball!IMG_8889This voting thing is fun!!

WW: A Marathon–Dog Style

Running at the river

                                                             The race is on!

Sage & Mr. N

                          Coming thru the back stretch–Mr. N is close behind

Coming in for a win

                                                             And the winner is……

Algae Smalgae

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.)DreamingNot 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!!On the trail

So much for that ol’ algae smalgae. There’s more than one river to play in around here, that’s fur sure.Chasing stick

And now I’m happily asleep 🙂Sleepy SageBut ready to go again at the drop of a ball!

Here’s the Truth

Contemplation is a serious business. There were a lot of things mulling around in my head…I know a lot of you wondered what it could be.

It wasn’t the duck that I thought I could out-swimI'll race you!Or those goslings trailing after their parentsGoslings and their parentsBoy, did they let me know I’d better stay away!

Or the squirrel in my yard that forever taunts me.My nemisisOr, even Mr. N, who challenged me to a game of Dog Trubble. Sage & Mr. NI thought Finder would be a better fit….

No, it was becauseThe BarkMom was gone.

To visit the Popstar.

But, then she came home!

I was soooooo happy.

This was my today.ball catching

Digging Lessons

While at the river, I met a really nice Golden named Bear. I was minding my own business, but Bear wanted to play. It requires a lot of concentration to dig the perfect hole, so I didn’t pay much attention to him. Bear chose another strategy. Here’s how it went:

Bear: If I can’t get you to play, Sage, I might as well join you in the hole digging game. I’ll dig up here.

Digging dogsBear: Uh, Sage. Why isn’t my hole getting big like yours?

Sage: Well, if you want a proper hole, that sand has to fly! Would you like a lesson?

Bear: Wow! YES. Where should I stand?

The meet

Sage: You might want to get on the other side of me. 😀

Bear: It looks like you work close to the shoreline and let your hole fill with water. Why is that?Watching the masterSage: The smells are better down here–not sure what it is, but it seems a bit fishy.  And water’s good when you get hot from all that digging. Did you know I like mud puddles?a mud puddleBear: That has to be one of the best holes yet. I can’t wait to work on one of my very own! Thanks for the lesson, Sage.The final masterpiece

Happy is ME!

Rain, rain, rain. That’s all it did last week and I think my toesies were growing webs. But on further inspection, all I found was hair…  🙂My toesThe lack of serious exercise was wearing on me and a trip to the river yesterday was just the ticket. I didn’t care that it was flooded. In the riverThose trees out there in the water were perfect for a good back scratch!That feels good!I was one happy dog!Happy Sage