The cave has been an integral part of the training curriculum at headquarters. The first photo shows Ms. Zulu when she was still a youngster, about three years old just like I am now.
Ms. Zulu: 10-10-2008
I had to dig deep in the archives to find this old photo of myself when I was about 2 months old.
The third photo shows Sky in his first week at headquarters, when he had just discovered the cave.
The cave is very old; it dates back to many years B.Z. (Before Zulu). It looks like it’s part of a Stonehenge circle which could be true or not. The cave has been explored extensively by all four-legged beings, young and old, who resided at headquarters at some point in time. Over the years each of us has put our own paw-stamp on it so it means a lot to all of us including the two-legged ones.
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.
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.
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.
Wishing you happy and safe travels,
After the prescribed burn I went back to my favorite tree stump to see if it was still standing. I am happy to report that it did! There is always a new find on top of the stump. Lucky me, this time I found a pine cone!
Look what I found!
A pine cone 🙂
El Capitan, November 2015
Finding my sea legs
Ahoy! The boat is back in the water, so we are sailing again. It had been at least a half year since the last time I sailed. So understandably, it took a couple of minutes to get my sea legs back. Yummies did help; every sailor knows that you get seasick with an empty stomach! It was fun once I found my sea legs. Of course, they were on the boat in case you were wondering …
Today, I also got a new cape. I haven’t tried yet if it is a magic one, you know the one that opens doors. Ms. Zulu was MIA as she needed her beauty sleep. I will include a photo of her from a while back so she doesn’t feel left out. I was dog tired after all that steering. Luckily I was able to confiscate the only two pillows that were on board. After all the captain always gets first dibs.
Moi, February 2017
Ms. Zulu, January 2015
Soaking up the sun
Back in the harbor
Reminiscing at the beach
Night, night, Benji.
2017: In the car
It’s Arbor Day again, well at least in our state! Last year, when I was four months old, was my first year. I made sure that everyone left with a free tree. There were long lines. Some people even thought they could take me home. Mom made sure that didn’t happen and kept a close eye on me.
2016: Lots of legs
2016: I can sit pretty
This year I helped transport the trees from the nursery to the site where they are handed out on Arbor Day. These outings are always fun as I am bound to meet interesting new friends like Sunny.
Arbor Day 2017
2017: My new friend
Have fun, Benji
Another flashback. Here is me in the good old cave exploring days. I had just discovered this cave. I was quite proud of my achievement.
My exploration days (11-21-15)
For comparison, some more recent photos of me in front of the same cave. I don’t seem to fit in it anymore.
Tada! Me and the cave now! (12-6-12)
I honestly thought we would be done after one photo, but for some reason or another, it was decided that we needed more. With no treats in near sight, I had to make the best of it*.
Can I go now?
My feelings exactly
OK, I will be more serious
Hmm, what’s that?
Man, I’m bored. Are we done?
OK, I give up.
* I am happy to note that I was rewarded lavishly in the end.
Happy exploring! Make sure you take enough treats with you because you never know how long it is going to take.
I decided to start a new series that will show “Then” and “Now” photos. This is the first post in the series.
Can someone please explain why the forest is shrinking?
Have a tail wagging day, Benji.