Pooches in Charge

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Listen up: Commander in Chief barking 

I know, I know, I promised to stay apawlitical in this blog but just couldn’t help myself after yet another year seems to go down the drain. Someone, pul-ease plug that hole! When I heard that the government is still shut down, I said to Sky, “bro, they can’t do that man”. All those people without a treat-check, who is going to pay for their yummies? I certainly would not stand for that. It ain’t right.  So I’m thinking that we need some new blood [where is the bloodhound?] to steer our backyard back in the right, no make that a left, direction.

Ms. Zulu was supposed to run for president but since she got angel wings last year that won’t happen in our reality show. So I will have to take the lead. I’m good at running, I even ran Mach 2+. I know it’s hard to believe but you can read all about it on this blog. It’s in black and white so it has to be true. We even have photos, that’s double poof.

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Mach 2+ record

I’m always about facts anyhowls, contrary to the some-bodies currently in charge. It’s a fact that I love to sniff. It’s a fact that we doggies can analyze different smells way better than the two-legged ones.  It’s a fact that I can smell something fishy from far far away. You can say I’m a real fact tracker. I can sniff out the house – that’s supposed to be crystal clear white- to see if there is something fishy going on there that troubles the waters. If it is, I guarantee you that I will piss on it. And I think I can convince Sky to do the same.

If you vote for me I will guarantee you that I will personally dig some big tunnels under the wall that has been the talk of the backyard. The tunnels might also be helpful to bypass the pesky trade sanctions. I can get some chewers to work on the wall itself too.  I’m sure I can get all my fur-iends to help me with those tasks. Mark my words. Yes, it will be great, it will be Aa-mazing. And no, I won’t bark “I never barked that”.

I am nominating Sky as my running mate. He still has a lot to learn but at his rate, he will soon outrun the major golfers playing in the house that’s not so purely clean. And for those who don’t like imported stuff, they won’t have to be afraid of us. I personally guarantee that Sky and I are both registered as 100% All-American. Take my bark for it.

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Leave it to me; I’m no couch potato

If you vote for Sky and me in November 2020 we promise:

  • Less barking, more digging
  • No barking up the wrong tree
  • Yummies for e-furry body
  • Lots of tunnels
  • More sniffing
  • Plenty of chewing on a bone
  • Sky high jumping
  • Border Collie stamina & higher intelligence

Benji & running mate Sky

WOOOFFF!

 

A New Seed

Well, apparently new seeds were growing last year.  I would like to introduce my new little brother Luke Skywalker de Louisiana a.k.a. SKY. I gave him the Codename 0012.img_9999b

Ain’t he something else?! His shelter name was Luke, we added Skywalker. SKY was moved from an overcrowded Louisiana shelter that was not suited for puppies to North Florida. Hence his last name. He is roughly 5 months old and our vet said that he was probably a mix between a Border Collie and Springer Spaniel.  SKY has aspirations to become a Jedi Master. When my former agility trainer saw his photo she said, “The Force is strong in this one”. So maybe he’s on his way.

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To be honest, I am hoping he can join me on my super-secret missions sometime in the future. With a name like SKY, he should be able to fly, don’t you think? That should come in handy on our Mission Impossibles.

SKY started his tactical training last Friday at headquarters. He has to wait at least a couple of months before he can start any offsite agility training but for now, he can start with the basics at headquarters. It’s a lot of chewing on a bone and sometimes there is a bone of contention but I’ve shown that it can be done. Anyhowls, in the meantime, SKY can prepare for his S.T.A.R. exam. More on all this prep work at a later time. For now, this puppy needs some rest.

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Signing off,

Dg. B, a.k.a. 0011
Commander in Chief
Headquarters

A New Chapter

IMG_2093b.JPGIt’s the last day of the year; time to reminisce. The woods are a good place for it, especially on a foggy morning. There were some good parts but also tough parts this year especially towards the end with Ms. Zulu going to the rainbow bridge. IMG_2081b.JPGNew seeds are bound to sprout from that which no longer is. We hope that the new year will bring lots of happy new beginnings for all beings small and tall, young and old. Be kind towards one another as well as yourself.

B & A

 

Sleigh Ride

Hoorah, we survived the Howlidays. Although I’m not too sure about Santa. Yesterday I stumbled upon a sleigh without reindeer and without Santa. I hope the Green Guy didn’t eat the Big Guy. I got my presents so I’m good either way but did you? The Green Guy didn’t look too happy. Do you think it is from indigestion? I asked him if he needed a real Dogtor but he didn’t respond. His partner seemed happy enough though.

Counting down to the New Year,

Benji

 

Sea Legs

To deter the post Holidays crash, we went sailing yesterday. For a moment I was worried that I had misplaced my sea legs. Luckily I remembered the guidance of my big Sis Ms. Zulu and I found them. Ms. Zulu always seemed to know what to do; no job was ever too big for her. I have some very big shoes to fill, even though Ms. Zulu’s paws were tiny.

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Ms. Zulu, January 2015

With Ms. Zulu shepherding the heavens, I’m now sole captain of the mighty ship in the here and now. Just as Ms. Zulu taught me, I let my nose lead the way.  My staff is good at adjusting the sails when needed. Wished we could do that so easily back on land. Life is different on the water. Everything is so quiet; just the wind, birds, the occasional dolphin, and fresh air. All that salt air makes you dead tired so once I got home, I ate dinner and took a mighty nap.

Don’t despair if you can’t find your sea legs right away in rough seas,

Let your nose take the lead and you will get there in the end,

Benji

 

Crashed

IMG_9768b-1.jpgHope you had a nice Christmas Eve. I’m already dealing a bit with the post-Christmas blues and we still have one more day to go. No, this has nothing to do with extra yummies in my tummy. Earlier this month, my doctor told me that I can gain two more pounds before I will hit the explosion threshold. He pronounced this while feeding me yummy treats…  He said he wanted me to show him my Superdog tricks (P.S. don’t tell him that I can do them without) but I think he was testing his explosion theory. The treats just kept coming. Anyhowl, I think that my explosion threshold is way higher than two pounds. I should know. After all, who is the real Dogtor here?! IMG_9835b

You can do it, just one more day: in-out-in-out and let the belly expand,

Benji

Change

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October 2015

Life is a bit different without my Big Sis. Like a good Zen Master and inventor of Zuluism, she meditated a lot towards the end.  However, no matter how busy she was with her Zen practice, she always made time for her little brother. We rolled in the grass together, went for walks, protected the herd, and had lots of marvelous adventures together. If you want to learn more about those adventures, just follow this link: Ms. Zulu.

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May 2016

Ms. Zulu taught me a lot and I hope that I’m ready to take the lead from here on out. But first, we will take a break and celebrate Christmas. Wishing you all a peaceful and relaxing time together with f(u)riends and f(ur)amily.

Benji

Angel Wings

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Today’s post is one we hoped we wouldn’t have to write for a while. With a heavy heart, I am writing that Ms. Zulu passed away on December 3.  She was 13 years and 3 months old. It was all very sudden as a very aggressive and inoperable cancerous tumor showed up on her doorstep. It rained two solid days until she died. Then, just moments before it was time to walk over the rainbow bridge, the sun broke through the clouds and a beautiful rainbow appeared.

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Ms. Zulu, aka Zoë, was an integral part of our family and everything you could hope for: a best friend, companion, nurse, Zen master, big sister, puppy raiser, playmate, dog rescuer, sailor, canoer, chaser, and so much more. Many beautiful memories were made on our adventures together. We will treasure them all fur-ever in our hearts. R.I.P. big girl; we are missing you big time. Thank you for everything.

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Till we meet again at the Rainbow Bridge,

B & A  

 

Michael

Finally, we are back in the game after a long break due to Hurricane Michael. We got our internet and landline back after two+ weeks. We lost it two days prior to the hurricane. Turned out that somebody who is building a house did not know what he was doing and cut the main telephone and internet wire.  He should have asked me to dig, I have lots of experience. They say that I can dig to China. Anyhowls,  now that we are back online we are happy to report that we are doing OK post-Hurricane Michael.

Michael turned out to be one tough cookie and brought lots of havoc. We heard and even saw trees fall down when we took shelter during the storm. There was a lot to organize before and a lot to clean up after Michael’s visit. I think it’s best for Michael not to visit us anymore. Ms. Zulu and I tried to help as best we could. I carried dead branches and pinecones; Ms. Zulu sniffed out trouble. Now I come to think of it, she seemed to sniff a lot at my butt too. How come?!

Be safe and stay out of trouble,

Benji

 

Majestic

Yesterday we had a visit from a very stately creature, a Monarch! This was a first this year for us. The Monarch was all by itself, no entourage, no slaves. There was not even a carriage drawn by horses to be found.  The VIP was surrounded by Monarch wannabees, the Fritillaries, distant cousins of the Monarchs which are not bees either. All very pretty, but pretty confusing to me. I took a big nap afterward to digest it all without having eaten one bit.

Dreaming of yummies in my tummy,

Benji

 

Shrinking

Help, my big sister has shrunk! I think we need to give her some power bars. I could do with one or two myself as well, you know as an athlete and such. It should do wonders in combination with a long power nap.

Happy lazy weekend!

Benji

Reversible

Love to show you our new bandana. Well, actually this one is Ms. Zulu’s. Mine will have to wait until we get some fabric with my favorite colors.  It’s reversible so we can wear it on many occasions. Thank you Tails Around the Ranch for inspiring us to make one!

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13 + 3!

Finally, after waiting for a gazillion moons after Ms. Zulu’s 13th B-day, I turned 3 today! That means I’m an adult now, for sure. Does this mean I can vote?! Hmmm, wondering if that would open up some interesting options for me. Anyhowls, time for another B-day pie! I didn’t like the hat much but the pie sure tasted good (P.S. the last part is between you and me because I think we need lots more pie baking practice at headquarters).

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The hat has to go, the pie can stay

You can find out below how much I have grown these past three years. Some may notice that the weight limit for the outdoor bed has been exceeded. I do want to point out that doesn’t mean that I should go on a diet. Athletes like me need to eat lots of carbohydrates so just give me a sturdier bed and keep the yummies coming.


 

Proost (cheers),

Benji

Dog Days

We are still enduring the dog days of summer in our neck of the woods. On a hot day like today, I like to take a nice long nap in my PetFusion lounge after our morning walk.

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Take it easy this week,

I will do the same,

well unless we go to agility training and visit my friends, 

Benji

National Dog Day!

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We are celebrating all breeds and mixes every day but especially today because it’s  National Dog Day. Ms. Zulu looks a bit like Battlescar Galactica because she had four masses that needed to be removed surgically.  We are happy to report that she is recovering nicely without any problems.

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Happy Sunny Day,

WOOOFFF!

Ms. Zulu & Benji

 

13 = Fabulous!

Ms. Zulu turned 13 today! This is cause for a big celebration with lots of good yummies and pie which Ms. Zulu shared with me. The pie was made with all our favorite ingredients: salmon, carrots, yogurt and, blueberries. Sweet potato was served on the side. I’m looking forward to my B-day. Not sure if I care for the B-day hat, but I do hope there will be more pie.  Zulu.png

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Running for Office

I have been desperately trying to stay apawlitical in this blog and on task. That’s not always easy, believe me.

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Focus, focus…

Yummies do help, but sometimes you just have to bark up the tree you know.

It seems that since the beginning of last year [what happened there??] everything that is different is considered wrong. “Different” may refer to Muslims, Buddhists, LGBT, liberals, foreigners, you name it. Pretty much everything which strays from the mainstream. What is defined as mainstream seems to change color each month too.  Do you know that the humans who provide my yummies are foreigners in my country and I’m one in theirs? Where are we gonna live?

Anyhowls, not sure what happened to the concept of “Love Thy Neighbor”. Someone, please redirect the sheep. Maybe a Border Collie can help. Like the one below. she is good inside and outside the office. Oh wait, she is different, she is not a purebred…, but then again none of us are, are we?

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I’m ready to work

Hail Ms. Zulu, 

Benji

A Big Splash

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.

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, 

Benji