This Dog Is Portable

This dog is portable, he can go anywhere, not just Whidbey Island. I can too, but Whidbey and the Puget Sound Region will always be home. Check out the blue skies and calm waters of Saratoga Passage, on this fine November 23, 2008.

I should have brought a different camera with me for the Mt. Baker and Cascade Mountains photos. Click the word camera for a link to photography books and cameras.

My Baby Dog

Don't read this if you think it is so sweet it will make you puke.

But it won't, because my baby dog is cuter than just about any other dog on this planet.
Cuter than my friends Gerry and Kathleen's dog Henry, and he's darned cute.

This little blonde dog was such a good puppy. The absolute worst thing he did as a puppy was also one of the funniest things he's done so far. We used to keep him in the kitchen when we were away from the house, that way if there was an accident, it was easy to clean up. He only had one accident, on the newspapers, a bit of a bowel movement if you will. He was soooo embarassed when we came home! But, that isn't the story.

We didn't realize how much he was growing, and left a bunch of bananas on the counter. I guess too close to the edge. This adorable puppy managed to snag that bunch of bananas, and ate most of them, peels and all, smearing the entire kitchen floor with banana. A smeary, smeary mess!

There were a few pieces of peel and ends left about, and again, one embarassed puppy. Mr. Adorable, and not his fault, so I didn't even raise my voice. I was so afraid he'd start puking, but he didn't.

To this day, one of our favorite meals together is breakfast: toast and bananas.

Dogs & Best Friends.

You've Got Mail

The first thing my dog does on every walk is check his dog mail. This bunch of beach grass is an important stop, both coming and going. I think it's the neighborhood update link for all the dog mail accounts, the main source of information. This bunch of beach grass is the address book for all dogs in our neighborhood, at least all dogs lucky enough to be beach dogs.

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The Stick

The stick. The joy of the stick! Everyone has had one at one time, and anyone can get one anytime. My dog loves the stick.

I've had countless sticks in my lifetime, but honestly, I've never felt the need to chew my sticks apart. A few pencils maybe ....

Kids everywhere enjoy the classic toy 'THE STICK'. As of this year (2008), the stick has finally earned a place in the National Toy Hall of Fame. I can't imagine why it took so long to get there.

My dog is a logger dog. If he can't find a loose stick, he'll go log one himself.

"The Joy Of The Stick". Coming soon to a beach near you.

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Sunday High Tide

Well, we went to the beach. There was nearly no beach at all, just the Whidbey cliffs and about a foot wide sandy-gravelly area to walk on.

Not too bad, till we got to the area where the trees were leaning into the water, no point in getting wet, at least not in November. I need those tennis shoes to stay dry.

Doggy didn't care tho. He loves the water, but he won't get completely in the water. When he was a small puppy, he fell into the cold waters of Puget Sound. He had fun swimming, but the next day I noticed his tail was tucked down, between his legs. I thought he had a sticker, or a burr stuck under the tail, and when I went to look, he yelped, a scared cry of 'don't touch me there'.

So, I went online, and looked up 'broken tail' ... couldn't think what else to look up. It turns out there is a condition some dogs have, called 'cold tail'. Happily, his tail sprang back to life in a few days, and this smart dog has never wanted to swim underwater again. Wading is just fine he says with a grin.

After we got home, he rolled around in the weeds to dry off.

Dogs & Best Friends.