B-day

Wow, another busy week this week. Am sure happy that we got in some extra Zen over the weekend.  It started with M’s B-day. We celebrated this with, I’m sure you would have guessed it, pie! This time, Ms. Zulu and I had blueberry-banana-yoghurt-ice-cube pie.  It’s a mouthful, I know, and deliciously mouthwatering too. I could have eaten the whole thing… How you make ’em? Look here.

Because it was a B-day, we all went on a canoe trip together. Those canoes are a bit tricky especially with two people and two canines. Just try it sometime. You are not supposed to rock the boat, but what if it rocks you? I learned that headquarters only uses canoes that have an un-rocker. Not sure how exactly it works but it seems to be situated at the stern of the boat. So it doesn’t really matter when Ms. Zulu and I both lean to the right (or left) together, automatically a counterweight shifts to the opposite side. Isn’t that cool? It has come in handy on occasion; on this trip too. So far we have always kept our butts dry. And that is a good thing in my book as you know I don’t like to get wet.

There was lots of excitement on this canoe trip. It seemed like we were crossing a manatee highway. Manatees were showing up under, besides, in front, and behind the boat. They are very curious animals. Passive observation is the best according to FWC viewing guidelines. This means that Ms. Zulu and I have to sit quietly too.  M forgot yummies for our tummies so we got them after the trip for our “good boy and girl” behavior.

Tomorrow I will tell you all about my MP-8 trip. Oh, and before I forget, Thursday is Bacon’s interview with me! Next week will be Ms. Zulu’s interview. I will share the interviews as soon as they are published.  Gotta run, I have to write and mail a postcard to my anipal Kosmo in Finland, it’s long overdue.

Benji

Flashback: Video 4

canoeAfter our guest left, we are trying to get back on track with some sort of routine. So here is another video for you from when I was just 14 weeks old and went canoeing. Canoeing is always fun! Feeling the wind on my face, my ears flopping…, just heaven. One warning though, you have to stay on top of things. I know I am part Retriever, but that doesn’t mean I should get my paws wet either. After all, I have a standard to keep up. As a therapy dog I should be presentable at all times, so no ragged wet mop look for me.

Stay dry and don’t rock the boat, Benji

Rocking the Boat

In the aftermath of the elections and the chaos that has caused in our household, I totally forgot to report on our canoeing trip. How could I forget?! I just love canoeing although I have to admit it is hard work. This time we even saw a manatee. It was the first time that I saw one that close. The water was a bit murky, so the photos are not that great, but at least it will give you an idea of one of the amazing blue lagoon creatures in Florida.  I had two duties. The first one being to alert my devoted paddlers of any imminent danger in the front or bow of the boat. Ms. Zulu kept an eye on the back of the boat, this is the stern I learned. I am happy to report that we did escape danger, due in no small part to Ms. Zulu and me.  We didn’t even have to bark. I strongly believe that our presence was enough to avert danger.  Our second task was to keep the boat balanced. Our initial approach was to both lean to the same side of the boat. After all, the first rule of standing guard is to look where everyone else’s nose is pointed towards. For some reason, that didn’t seem to work so well.  Canoes are rocky things, especially for rookies. But, you know as well as I do that you can hardly call Ms. Zulu and me rookies, so we decided to change tack and to lean to opposite sides, okay I admit under some direction of some higher authority. The end result was that we did rock the boat, after all, Shelties* do Rock, but never went under.  So, don’t forget, keep your nose pointed in the right direction and you will do well.

Yours Truly, 

El Capitan Benji

* A Sheltie is a dog that has been adopted from a shelter, not to to be confused with Shetland Sheepdogs.