The road trip from Crawfordville, Florida to LA in California was just the beginning of the big escape. After spending two nights in LA, we had to face the big air-monster. Luckily we had practised months in advance for that big step. We had listened to the growling sounds from the monster on the computer -with comfort food and chew toys- while we got in and out of what turned out to be our sleeping quarters in the big monster. Da Sky saw it all as one big game, but I knew that we were heading towards something fishy. Of course, I was right; the ocean on the west coast does smell fishy. Always trust your instinct guys and girls.
For the trip across the Big Blue, our sleeping quarters were lined with M’s sweaters and our own bedding. Da Sky’s kennel even had his name on it. I think M should have taken one of my blankets with her because it turned out that she was more nervous in the big air-monster than Da Sky and me. Especially when we all got in the plane and there was a 1.5-hour delay because of a mechanical issue… M hardly slept while we did manage to get some Zen in. Maybe she should have taken her own sleeping quarters and practised sleeping in it too.
The Big Air-Monster
When Da Sky’s and my sleeping quarters got opened and we got out it was like we stepped in an alternate reality. Instead of being nighttime, it was morning, and instead of winter, it was summer. My sense of orientation was off too, I didn’t seem to know where south or north was anymore. So weird! As if the world stood on its head. We didn’t see M nor Q on the other side. Luckily the people in the kennel were we stayed for 10 days were super nice and they sent messages back and forth between us and headquarters. While we were getting pampered, M and Q were trying hard to find new temp headquarters in this new strange world. And then finally, after 10 days, we all got reunited. Even Puffy, our mascot, was waiting for us on the other end.
At the Airbnb
Reunited with Puffy
In the park
I know, I know, we haven’t been in touch for a while but we’re still here and not in jail yet although the heading might tell you otherwise. Life has been fun with the little guy. He is turning into a big champ who is up for anything that keeps him moving! Agility, dock diving, you name it and he is in. He even got invited to herd some sheep AND he is allowed to come back! We can honestly say that he has a few tricks up his sleeve. That’s what led us to sit for the Trick Dog Exam in May. I’m happy to report that we are now officially two tricksters. That should keep us out of jail at least for a little while.
Where is da treat?
Let’s cut this crap
Just one more month and Da Sky will be one! I hope there will be a big partay with a mighty birthday cake. I’m definitely counting down for that one!
And it’s March; how did that happen?! We had several outings. The one that jumps out is Sky’s first sailing lesson.
I remember my first sailing lesson, eons ago. Beginnings can be a bit rough but Sky was like a rock according to the trainers I pawsonally hired for him. Pretty soon he will be ready to be my first mate. Can’t wait to go sailing with him and head for the skies.
Finding my sea legs
Come sail away come sail away
Come sail away with me
I always knew that I couldn’t influence da weather but do you know that you can train da Sky? It turns out to be pretty easy too. Who would have known?! Sky has had multiple lessons in an unofficial capacity as soon as our vet gave him a clean bill of health. On one of Sky’s trips, he went to agility training with me. He didn’t have to jump through hoops but he sure did get a lot of attention. Nobody took photos of me. I know, how come????! To even things out, I’m throwing in a photo of my first encounter with agility way back in 2016.
Shop ’til you drop
Moi, May 2016
Da CCI Pawty
Sky even went shopping and came home with a new leash. Unfortunately, no treats whatsoever. I quadruple checked. Sky also had his first puppy pawty with my CCI buddies to welcome Kirby a new nine-week-and-counting CCI pup. I couldn’t go as I had to pawsonally dogtor Q , you know the second in command at headquarters, back to health. Sometimes you have to set your priorities. Stay out of trouble this weekend, I will try to do the same.
Conquering the heart of The Beast has become part of our tactical training. Sky seemed ready for this so M took him to The Beast Park. The Beast looked older. There is some wear and tear on him. I think he needs some pampering from a real Dogtor.
Is this the one?!
He is purretty big!
To win your adversaries heart you say goodbye with a kiss. Sky didn’t have to do that yet; that’s for his next lesson.
Moi in 2017: Till we meet again!
There is a first for everything. Sky had many firsts since he became my new little brother earlier this month. He turned 25 weeks for the very first and last time:
Sky ≈ 25 wks
Moi ≈ 25 wks
He got to travel in the car in style on the back seat albeit with a safety harness on but without a crate. He behaved like a prince with manners with and without my supervision:
Sky met new friends and hopped on a boat, maybe next time we will take it for a spin:
And Sky learned first hand that the beach is fun!
Sky’s first beach experience
Moi Jan 2016
Can’t wait to show Sky more exciting stuff!
Hope you’re having a good time.
Don’t forget to play and laugh!
Benji & Sky
Big drumroll pul-ease: Next week, September 18, I will be 3 years old! I expect lots of yummy treats and an extra toy or two or three or plenty. Anyhowls, my big birthday seems to be a reason to dwell on my puppy photos and has led to my own Instagram account: https://www.instagram.com/dogtor_benji/. I hope the humans know that there is only one account that really counts: it’s my treat account!
In the category “Cool Hot Summer Fun”, we went to see the liquid stuff again. This time at a “Pet Prepared Hurricane Party”. The doggie pool was open for all. Why? Maybe to make sure we can swim away from a hurricane? I would think a boat would be faster though.
How it tastes
A somewhat wet Ms. Z. but not from the pool
The liquid was contained in a doughnut-shaped fishbowl. No, there were no edible doughnuts nor fish sticks. That was a bit of a bummer. My Leg-O-Meter showed the fishbowl was less than 0.5 B-legs (lgs) deep. The deeper side got tested by one of my new buddies. It seemed more than 1.5 B-lgs deep; in my book that means trouble. All smart captains know that it’s wise to steer away from troubled waters. Especially since I didn’t see a bridge and both Simon & Garfunkel were MIA. Besides, even a bridge might mean trouble as you need enough clearance for the mast before attempting to sail underneath it. Well, unless you can put the mast down and that might put you in a whole ‘nother ball game. Since we didn’t have any balls, that wasn’t an option either.
Ms. Zulu accompanied me this time; after all, we both have to be hurricane prepared. She didn’t want to spoil her hairdo and decided to work on her tan while lounging around the pool.
Wishing you smooth sailing in untroubled waters,
Wow, it was steaming and co-old earlier this morning. The yummies must have thought so too because they were nowhere to be seen while Ms. Zulu and I froze our behinds off for this photo. We hadn’t even had our breakfast yet! Hence the “all-business-and-can-we-get-this-over-with” looks. I’m happy to report that we are currently warming up in front of the fireplace with full tummies.
Not sure why we went, but we went to the beach on Sunny Day. And yes, the sun was out as it should be on Sunny Day but it sure was no weather to go out without a winter coat. It was only 58 °F! That’s no beach weather if you ask me.
One with nature
Despite me still haven’t gotten a winter coat, and yes my B-day is not until September so I can’t wait for that one to get one, we had fun. I met two new fur-iends and their human family with a gazillion offspring that sprung up out of nowhere. They were very nice though and knew how to treat a dog: like a long-lost friend.
Here we go again
Me da angel with a halo
In front of da sunset
Happy week my friends, stay warm and dry,
You won’t believe it, but on Tuesday we had snow at headquarters. The universities and schools were even closed because of severe weather conditions. On top of that on Thursday agility training got canceled! Snow and Florida, who would have thought those two would go together. For me, it was a sign to start my winter sleep. Ms. Zulu didn’t seem to be too disturbed. If anything, she looked more alive. I guess her winter coat is better quality than mine. Maybe I need a new one. It’s supposed to warm up over the next couple of days but after that, it will get cold again. Brrr.
I so did not sign up for this
I’m ready to work
There’s lots to sniff Benji!
Sniff the refreshing air
I think we’re done Ms. Zulu
Oh, Happy Dayz; hope you had the same great weekend as I did! It started with a big
bang black bear and ended with agility training. Sorry, no photos of the black bear. The humans were too slow. At first, they didn’t understand what I was telling them and by the time they did it was too late to take out their camera. The humans still aren’t fluent in doggie woof. I try to be patient but it is tiresome at times. The bears must like the persimmons and palmetto fruits around headquarters. I don’t blame the bears as I often have my nose on them too. Unfortunately, the doggie police won’t let me touch them.
It was a long, long drive
Hmmm, what’s so special?
OK, I will model again
On Saturday we went for a loooong car drive to see boats. Don’t ask me why because we already have one sitting idle at headquarters. We could have just as well stared at that one instead of driving all day to see one. I just let ’em be. My dutch human granny tells me that you just have to skip the chapter if you don’t understand it. It seems sound advice.
With my fur-iend!
In the evening I played with my fur-iend Adonis and watched the movie Megan Leavey with my CCI f(ur)iends. The movie is about a military combat dog Rex and his handler Megan. Together they completed more than 100 missions. Rex and his colleagues are amazing; they are my heroes and I hope that all military combat dogs are well-taken care off and get a relaxing retirement as they certainly deserve some serious pampering after all their risky work.
Weaving like a pretzel
The tire is fun too!
Sunday morning, Ms. Zulu and I had a photo shoot for a calendar at the coast with a professional photographer. We will let you know when it gets printed. To top of the weekend, I had agility training that same evening. Pfff, I need some rest!
Work hard, play hard,
You’re not gonna let me wait fur-ever, right?!
Today I turned two! Isn’t that something?! All of a sudden time is going faster and faster. Ms. Zulu tells me that that’s what happens when you get older and are having fun. Onward to my next Big Day.
Let’s get this party over with and finish this plate
Finally, we are getting to the visit of the prison puppy. I wasn’t always invited to the outings but I did get to play and hang out with him. A seven-month-old pup can be exhausting and I got tired already after only two days of fun. The pup was here for a week so you can imagine that I had to sleep and sleep after he was gone. I can tell you, those pups can play! I wonder if I played that much when I was a youngin. Hmm, someone nods yes; I just can’t imagine it.
At the firestation
So what did the puppy do when he was at our place? Well, he got to go shopping, he went to a fire station where he met real firefighters, and sniffed out firetrucks and ambulances. I showed him some of my favorite places near the water. Of course, I told him to always keep his feet dry. No dog should ever get wet.
Keep your head cool and your feet dry,
I’m so happy; finally, we made it to the dry matter! No, not the dark matter, that’s a whole other ballgame. Dry matter is more my cup of tea. Although now I come to think of it, I have never had tea in my whole life. It’s probably not good for us canines anyways. Plus it’s wet…
Anyhowls, we are getting off track here. The question is what can you do as a dog besides getting wet on a hot summer day? Well, I love to go to Doggie Dayz. It is a daycare and training facility. I get to play pretty much the whole time when I’m there. It’s inside and that is absolutely pawbulous in a hot climate with lots of rain in the summer. Of course, we go outside for our walks, but other than that we are sheltered from the sun and rain. And I just love, love the staff. I could go there efury day.
December 2015: moi, 12 weeks
December 2015: moi, 12 weeks
Photo credits to Doggie Dayz Daycare and Training Facility
I’ve been going to the doggie facility on a regular basis since I was 12 weeks old. These kinds of facilities are nice for humans too. They can shop till they drop or work to get treats on the table without having to worry about us four-legged ones.
Happy Dayz, WOOFFF!
Each our own lounge
Close together is way more fun
Where is the graduation channel?
After the yummies-out-of-the-tummy affair earlier in the week we now seem to be back on track. High Ten to the staff at the ER and my own vet! So finally I can show you more of the stuff we did when Adonis was here. Of course, we had to have a slumber party. We put our lounge beds close together and discovered that with a new friend there is lots to woof about. I was especially curious to find out if puppies interests nowadays are different from the ones I had as a pup. There doesn’t seem to be much to report on that front yet.
I assume my generation is still pretty up to snuff. Like many of my peers, I have attended school and still do. I also have play dates, doggie TV & music, sailing & canoeing outings, agility fun, secret missions, educational toys, as well as pie and ice cream. And now you know we even have slumber parties. This is a bit different from when Ms. Zulu was growing up. Her puppy years are way behind her so it isn’t odd that she can’t remember everything. I do know that she has been around quite a bit; she has told me some unbelievable stories of her outings long gone. Still, Ms. Zulu is pretty sure that she didn’t have slumber parties with doggie music and TV.
We tried to watch Capone’s graduation ceremony on the day it was aired but unfortunately, the link was not working. We checked the link today and now it is up and running. It can be found here. BTW, do you remember Keane? He was the first CCI puppy who stayed at headquarters. He graduated the same day as Capone and you can also see him on TV. Two famous dogs who crossed my path; pretty amazing isn’t it?!
Happy Weekend; be sure to make time for play and slumber parties,
Gone with the wind are my best buddy Capone and my new CCI friend Adonis. We took care of Adonis for only two days but when he left it felt like he was already part of the fur-amily.
Lots happened in the last three days. The evening before Capone had to drive south for his graduation, we had one last playdate. You can find the video of Capone’s graduation here. Adonis stayed with us for two days since both his puppy raisers went with Capone to the graduation ceremony.
Someone at my house, you can guess who, loves taking pictures especially puppy pictures. So there are now a gazillion plus pictures in addition to the ones we already have that have to be sorted. Here is a photo showing Adonis on my red bed. OK, ok, it is Ms. Zulu’s bed too.
Moi 7 weeks
Moi 10 weeks
Adonis is only 10 weeks old. Just as a comparison there is one photo of me when I was 3 weeks younger than Adonis is now. At that age, I didn’t have a magic cape like Adonis. Remember, I had just
escaped been adopted from the shelter. Nonetheless, I had my football and an angel on my chest. Since we didn’t have a photo of me when I was 10 weeks old on the red bed (how come???!!!) we threw in the one that shows me when I went sailing for the second time in my life.
Enjoy your Sunny Day and wishing you smooth sailing this week,
We are currently unavailable… because we are puppy sitting a CCI puppy! It’s quite a job. There is lots of going for a walk, business # ones and twos, playing, making sure nobody gets into trouble, and what not. Never knew puppy sitting was this busy. It’s loads of fun but am wondering when I can catch up on my sleep…
Hi, nice to meet you!
More later, gotta run,
We were very busy this morning writing a postcard to Doug, Andy, and Dougy. It’s not an easy affair. Once we figured out what we would write, we wrote the card and put a stamp on it. Unfortunately, we didn’t have to lick the stamp. And since we didn’t have to put the card in an envelope either, there was no licking at all. I can tell you that the usefulness of our long tongues is often overlooked.
What shall we write?
Did I put it in there correctly?
Yep, and the red flag is up.
Next, we walked to the mailbox and made sure that all was in order for the mail(wo)man to pick it up and deliver it to the boys up north. What we wrote and sent? I’m sure you will find out as soon as the boys get our postcard.
Patience is a virtue that will eventually lead to rewards,