Thinking Out Loud

Or, if you weren’t in the predicament, you would say “My tongue is stuck to the rock”

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All was well and good, and kinda funny while the dog was licking his hand. Read the rest of this entry »

Last week I finally bought an aquarium big enough to hold the goldfish and koi over the winter. I decided this year I would bring the fish in before I had to go ice-fishing. We haven’t had a serious frost yet, or any snow, but I’m pretty sure it’s coming.

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Somewhere in my fish pond live about 12 fish. There are some koi, shubunkins, and common goldfish. Read the rest of this entry »

Been a long time since I’ve added anything new here.

The dog and I went for a walk today. That’s not unusual. I decided I would once again try to take some photos in Happy Valley, even though I had Bandit with me.

The ducks fascinate him. Today, he was determined he was going to get close to them. Bandit’s natural stocking instincts are a little rusty, but he did manage to get within a few feet of the birds before they flew away. Read the rest of this entry »

Since the pet food recall a couple of weeks ago, I check every once and a while to make sure I haven’t been feeding my dog any of the contaminated products. So far, so good.

The subject has brought a lot of comments on the internet. Here’s one I thought of as just plain weird, because he is claiming those of us who treat our pet as more than a possession are probably psychologically unbalanced. Read the rest of this entry »

Dogs just don’t get it.

At least when it comes to going for a walk, with your camera, hoping for the opportunity to get some pictures of the ducks, beavers, and gophers we saw in Happy Valley the other day. Yeah, Yeah it’s not lions and tigers and elephants, but it still wildlife, and you gotta start somewhere.

Two days ago, the fact that there were all sorts of animals around us was absolutely no concern to Bandit. “We won’t bother them, they won’t bother us.” “Why are we stopping? It’s just some birds on the water.” “Come over here if you want something interesting. I found something that smells really bad. Do you want to roll on it first, or can I?” “Hey look at this - somebody left a candy bar wrapper right here!” Read the rest of this entry »

I’m taking a break from raking dog poo off the lawn.

My dog only does his business on my lawn. There’s a nice park across the street where we play frisbee, but under no circumstances does he consider it the proper place to poop, and he will actually stop playing mid-stride to run home.

The other day, this happened. Bandit grabbed the frisbee, took off running to the yard. “Gotta go,” I thought to myself. “What’s wrong with all this lovely dead brown grass here? The other dogs do it here!” Read the rest of this entry »