Happy Howlidays

Guess what we got for Christmas; a DIY seesaw that works! When I saw it installed in the backyard, I had to try it. I approached the beast like you would any unfamiliar animal: with caution and one paw at a time. Once I knew I could trust the thing, I climbed on its back to the top of the world. I can tell you, the view is amazing. Experience has taught me that its great to try new things. It expands your mind and you always end up with lots of delicious yummies in your tummy. I think that’s how I solved the riddle of alternate realities. I discovered that when you climb the seesaw beast fast enough, you come down with a Big Bang. They say that without a Big Bang about 13.7 billion years ago, you and I wouldn’t be woofing to each other now. It’s now my theory that all new Big Bangs create new realities. Next time when I climb the seesaw mountain I need to set my mind on creating a new reality with an endless supply of yummies. That’s definitely food for thought.

We are wishing everyone from here to all the way around the world, happiness and full tummies fur-ever and ever. Hugs and a gazillion doggie kisses from the ZAB team.

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Happy Howlidays

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Routine

I’m back on track and seem to have found my old routine. Yesterday I went to the city with two of my CCI buddies. We practiced stairs without going a hundred miles per hour. Yeah, I know how does one ever get to the bottom of stuff. We sat pretty and said “cheese” without cheese; who came up with that idea?! We even went up in the Big Box and I have to say it went surprisingly well.  The alternate universe on the other side is kind of fun now.

Smile, it’s weekend!

Benji

The Holiday

Finally, after lots of dedicated attempts snoozing, here a recount of the last couple of weeks just after Irma’s visit. We had barely gotten organized when Ms. Zulu and I were dropped off at a doggie resort. We had both been there many times before. The resort has a pool and we can play lots with other dogs. Even Ms. Zulu who normally doesn’t play anymore with other dogs played some. Still, we were very happy when we were picked up after fur-ever two weeks. Once home, Ms. Zulu and I slept and slept and slept for several days. At long last, we are now back on some sort of a regular schedule.

The humans showed us the photos of their trip to Europe. It was said to be a work/ visit family & friends/ holiday kind of trip. It beats me why we couldn’t go. M said something about a long uncomfortable flight but I am not completely convinced.  Anyhowls, the humans seem to have had fun. On their list was a visit to CERN in Geneva. That’s where the antimatter factory is located. What that is? Beat’s me, I thought antimatter didn’t matter, so not sure why we need a factory for the stuff. BTW, I like their view of the Mont Blanc.

I noticed that CERN has a Big Box just like the one I have been in a couple of times; you know the one that takes you to alternate realities. It’s amazing the humans made it back in one piece without my Dogtor skills. There was lots of stuff to get your tail tangled up in too. And do you know that CERN has its own mice shelter? It was guarded by a big pussycat.

The photos show that Geneva’s libraries are guarded by a dog who seems to have gotten her outfit at the same store as Ms. Zulu. The library job must be a boring one; the dog looks a bit sad. Ms. Zulu sure could have cheered up the place with her happy face. I would have been happy to help my big sis with the reading part too. After all, I’m a certified R.E.A.D. dog.

In Rome, the humans went to the Vatican and the Colosseum. They also visited Pompeii which is located further south in Italy.  Pompeii’s streets seem a bit empty. I’m sure Ms. Zulu would have been happy to herd some customers there.

There were no empty streets in the Vatican. It is said that 30.000 – 45.000 people visit the Vatican each day! The Vatican was guarded by two wolfs. Two doesn’t seem enough for such a large crowd. Ms. Zulu and I could have easily helped with crowd control. Ms. Zulu would have licked the people to death and I could have done my reversed Reiki on the remainder of the crowd.

The Vatican apparently has some beautiful paintings. Raphael, one of the painters, was a real visionary. Don’t you agree? Michelangelo is another famous painter who painted lots of walls and ceilings in the Vatican. As you can see below, Ms. Zulu and I even received a postcard from the Vatican with a photo of one of Michelangelo’s famous paintings located in the Sistine Chapel. It was a bit disappointing that the card was not signed by the pope himself, but hey who knows what happens in the future or in an alternate reality. I can always take another trip in the Big Box.

Lots of doors to old buildings in Rome remained closed to the humans. If I would have been there with my special Dogtor gear I could have opened them for sure. I bet next time they will think twice before the humans decide not to take us!

Happy tails, keep dreaming big, 

Benji  

 

Mission Impossible: 4 = MP-4

I did it! I commandeered the big box yesterday! I learned that a little help from my friends makes a huge difference. I went with my buddy Capone and a new CCI friend. I think it was their magic capes that made it work. M forgot to bring my magic harness, she even forgot my leash…., but that was quickly resolved as I could borrow one of Capone’s.

We found the big box waaay back in a building. We had to walk through small corridors and a crowd of people to get there. But it worked, I stepped right in, sat down, and then wooshhh we went all the way up from the basement up into the sky. It was a spiffy big box as it hardly made a sound. The pic is a bit blurry; we were going that fast! Proof that warp speed travel is possible.

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Warp speed traveling

Once we were high in the sky, the doors opened on the other side and a deliciously good aroma lured us out of the big box. Lots of people were dining and we were greeted by some very nice people who wanted hugs. And that my friend, I have plenty of.

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My CCI friends

Hugs for all of you too, Benji.

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Hi peeps, just wanted to let you know that another super-secret mission is behind me. The covert operation was yesterday while the actual mission in Dogtor uniform was today. No gates this time, but impressive heavy wooden doors and lots of small corridors with people coming from nowhere and everywhere. We passed a cook in one of the corridors. I detected him from miles away. I liked him a lot, he smelled delish. He can come to my house anytime.

And guess what: there was another big box in the building! Before I started my missions, I never saw one and now they show up out of nowhere. M found it to be a sign. I have to agree with her. So after we had completed MP-3, we went into the city and found one to practice with. This one was pretty obvious as you can see. It said Dream Big in 3D. I guess higher authorities didn’t want me to miss the big box. The only thing that was missing was my S-SD device.

Happy Dreams, make them big,
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Then and Now: 6

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On my drive home from the shelter (11-3-15)

Remember this picture? Not sure if I have shown it to you before. This is how I used to be transported. No expenses were spared, WOL. The day M adopted me from the shelter (November 3, 2015), she used the big box to bring me home. It was the first big box I ever traveled in. That’s when I learned that big boxes can take you to new worlds, to boldly go where you have never gone before.

I was only 6.5 weeks old when M saw me and she hadn’t anticipated that she was allowed to take me home. But the lady at the shelter said she could and of course M was so smitten with me that she had to take me home before someone else did. Because of zero preparation time, yes this is very unlike the normal procedure at headquarters but I think seeing my picture on petfinder.com threw all caution to the wind that morning, M didn’t have a crate in her car. After desperately rummaging around in the trunk of the car, she did manage to find a big cardboard box and a blue beach towel. Before anyone could argue she had me in the car and drove me home sweet home in the big box.

The first box shrunk at some point. Why? I don’t know. Maybe it was washed too many times. Anyhowls, the box was eventually replaced by, how could it be otherwise, another “expensive” big box. I traveled in that one many more times when the car was full with people and my crate just wouldn’t fit.

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No expenses were spared… (12-3-15)

These days I travel in style on the back seat in a hammock. I was so proud when I was finally allowed to sit in the back seat without the crate. The arrangement is very comfortable and most of the time I sleep meditatively when I am driven to my missions.

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First time without a crate (1-24-16)

Sometimes I can even travel “shotgun” when the backseat is taken by other things that have to be driven around. Those times M drives like a snail on muscle relaxers while she normally tends to drive like a car racer on steroids. Not my words; just repeating hearsay. In her defense, I’ve never seen her drive like a maniac when I am in the car. Either way, we are still trying to find a dependable safety harness for me. Have you found one? We have asked around and researched the topic but the jury is still out on whether there is such a thing as a dependable safety harness for canines.

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Traveling in style (2-14-17)

Wishing you happy and safe travels,
B

MP-2

Yesterday, I was called up for a second super-secret-mission (Mission Possible 2). This time the higher authorities wanted my expertise as a real Dogtor at a special community with gates and everything. Of course, as a real soldier, I did not refuse. My preparations for this mission was two-fold. The day prior we had a thorough scrub session to fight pesky microorganism. This part is getting a lot easier. M now knows that I like some good food with my bath and that the water temperature needs to be right, i.e. not too cold and not too hot. On the day of the mission I did the usual: go for a walk with my prep team, take an extra long nap, meditate, brush my teeth, put on my best suit and tie, and then I was finally good to go.

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All suited up

My prep team consisted of Ms. Zulu and M. Ms. Zulu adds lots of practical wisdom to the team. She is especially well versed in Zuluism and she taught me how to take long refreshing naps. M is for tactical advice and general guidance. And of course, she is my chauffeur. Q was missing in action. He seems to be busy with other missions.

Once we were on the premises, the action began. I met B, another real Dogtor and her supervisor. We decided to walk around to sniff out if all was secure. Only after the OK sign from us Dogtors did we go inside the building. Doors automatically slid open with my magic harness and we were welcomed by lots of people who were happy to see us. I had to watch out for rolling wheelchairs that could easily squash my tail and frail toes that I tried to avoid. From time to time, big storage carts would come flying around corners. It looked like they had wings, they were so fast. They were noisy too, I can tell you that.

There was also a big box that we stepped into. It was located away from the main area, in a carpeted hallway. Doors closed once we were inside. Then a low hum, a bit of shaking, and the doors opened again. I made sure to take in the surroundings before I stepped out. I immediately noticed that something was off. I am 100%  sure that the layout of the hallway and rooms was exactly the same but here is the kicker, the people were different and there was no carpet anymore on the floor. I must have time traveled!  Now I come to think of it, the box kind of looked like the TARDIS, you know the time machine. This one was gray instead of blue though. Maybe this machine worked properly, contrary to the one my esteemed colleague Doctor Who uses.

If I would have known that I would time travel, I would have brought my S-SD. It probably would have helped on the way back to our timeline. You see, I had a bit of a problem getting back in the big box so the executive decision was made to take the staircase. Luckily this one did not end up in heaven so I was able to return sound and safely on solid ground. M said that we will try to find another big box (there are more?!) so that we can practice how to better commandeer the device.  Sounds like a plan to me.

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