The Big Escape: 5

Well, we figured it out; we’re in the New Sea Land. I’m told there is water all around the land. I have seen some of it but not all, so who knows. It’s hilly too, maybe I will become a Hilly Billy. My hindquarters are getting pretty strong. The humans are a bit slow here, we need to find them some skates and then we can pull them more easily up the hill. I bet it would be loads of fun on the downward leg too.

By tomorrow we have been in lockdown for three weeks. It’s been pretty strict here; no outdoor activities other than some exercise in the hood and we can only get essential items. That reminds me, we need to order food for Da Sky and me. We are getting home-cooked meals too, but it’s best to err on the side of caution and build in some redundancy. Besides, we have started alternative backyard agility training so we need the extra calories. I was happy to see that treats are still on the menu. All that extra pulling of the slow humans uphill eats up our reserves too.

Alternative Backyard Agility

Stay safe, stay home,

Benji

The Big Escape: 4

Get this, just a couple of days after we got the key to our new headquarters, we were locked down. Have you ever heard of anything like that? That’s one weird key man. The container with our stuff didn’t get here before the lockdown so it will be delayed big time. We managed to buy some essentials before stores got closed for the lockdown but that’s it for now. On the bright side, this means that the house is pretty empty, so it’s basically one big playground for Da Sky and me. You can say that the humans are now in the dog house, WOL.

Luckily, Q managed to fix the yard with some supplies he found before lockdown, so that we can roam around without too much bossy-vision. At first, we thought we would have to wait a long time before we could practice agility but then we got a bit creative and found a new hobby: alternative-backyard-agility. What it is? It’s agility with whatever you can find in your backyard. It can be steps, discarded wood, benches, humans, even your buddy that you use to jump on, over, or weave through. It’s fun and M says it will prevent our brains from getting all mushy.

BTW, have you figured out where we are yet? Please tell me you as soon as you find out because I would like to know.

Benji 

 

The Big Escape: 3

So you’re asking where we are. Well, let me tell you, they drive on the scary side of the road. Da Sky was also promised to see a lot of sheep but so far we have counted only five. Sky was especially disappointed as he was not allowed to chase herd them. The cows here are something else too. They look a bit like Sky on steroids. Furthermore, it’s hilly and sometimes you can see the sea.

We did manage to find new headquarters but it was not an easy nut to crack. Talk about COVID-19 and lockdown didn’t help either. We needed a place where Da Sky and I were allowed (yeah not sure what the problem was there) with a sizable yard for us, where we can walk a bit in the hood, and a place that’s decent enough to stay at for a while. It seemed that the first requirement was pretty much incompatible with the last. Cats were fine in most places and sometimes one tiny skinny dog, not more than a couple of inches of the ground. Sounded like unfair profiling to me. Then there were those places that the humans pretty much ran away from. One of them had a basement that looked like a scene out of a Stephen King novel. If you would poke around a bit you would expect to find a corpse lying somewhere in a dark yucky corner. YIKES!

At long last, after many days of driving and sniffing, we decided to sniff out places where pets were not allowed and threw my and Sky’s resume in the mix. My career as a Dogtor should count for something, right? And it did, together with the AKC CGC, trick, and jump titles, we found a place that we can call home for a year.

Benji

The Big Escape: 2

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.

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.

Benji

The Big Escape: 1

Hey guys and girls, here an update from Da Sky and myself; I know you all have been waiting like furever.  You probably thought that we disappeared from the face of the earth just like Amelia Earhart way back but no we’re still here although it seems to be in an alternate reality. More on that later. After helping pack a gazillion boxes in February we finally got ready for the big trip and headed out west with M and a VIP chauffeur we hired for this furry special occasion. In about eight days, we drove 3200+ miles through eight states, learned that snow is wet and cold [YIKES!], sauntered in desolated deserts, visited friends, made new friends, and made sure that our drivers didn’t get lost in the big cities.  All that helping makes you tired so Da Sky and I always hit the snooze button as soon as our dog-mobiel started moving. We arrived in LA just in time before COVID-19 entered the scene.

More coming soon,

Benji

On the Move

Some exciting news from headquarters this Christmas. There is lots of movement, talk about moving, and moving parts to manage. Stuff is being donated or sold -yes, Da Sky and I are very closely guarding our stuff –  and boxes are being filled.  Da Sky and I even had to practise sitting in a big box for a gazillion days couple of hours. No, no, we are not left behind since we are considered priceless. Pew, that’s a relief.

The word is that we will move overseas but we won’t travel by boat. Why not travel by boat over the sea? Yeah, that beats me too. Traveling by boat would have been my first choice since I got my captain’s license way back and Da Sky is a fine first mate. Instead, we will travel by car and then in an air-monster. The car will be easy peasy. We will even have a VIP chauffeur flown in for us from Europe Still, I’m not too sure about the air-monster. You-all know that Da Sky can fly and  I’m famous for breaking the sound barrier but we are no rocket stars. I guess that’s about to change. Where we’re going? That seems to be all hush-hush and top-secret. All I know is that we haven’t been there yet, they have lots of sheep to chase look at, and it’s far, far away.

While the moving parts are moving, Sky and I are trying to fit in a couple of things one more time. I finished my last secret mission and I got my AKC Novice JWW (Jumpers with Weaves) title (with three first places). My little brother got his first Q and a second-place at his first AKC agility event ever.  Pretty good heh?! He had barely turned 15 months, the minimum age to enter. We also said our goodbyes to Apalachicola. We missed Miss Martha but were able to sail one more time on the big float a.k.a. The Follower. I was told that the big float won’t be able to follow us overseas. Yep, that’s another mystery to me. I would think that we can slow down soon but knowing headquarters that might be wishful thinking. If I don’t see you before the end of the year:

Happy Howli-Days and Smooth Sailing from all of us!

P.S. Don’t eat all Santa’s cookies and if you do make sure you shred the evidence.

Benji 

 

 

 

Hi!

Yep, we’re still alive. Although sometimes I wonder as my tummy always seems to be in need of more yummies. This time of the year is busier than ever with lots of trips and whatnot. Yesterday we went sailing again on the sailing Follower. The humans went too. They come in handy. After all, V.I.D.s shouldn’t have to lift a paw. I’m still waiting for the helicopter to haul us doggies on board. Even a lift-boy would do. I heard that’s what they do with the big V.I.P. sailors. Not sure why that hasn’t happened yet for us special agents.

Benji a.k.a. Mr. B or 0011

The Follower

Hi, guys and gals, it’s me, Benji.  I’ve had a busy week and been trying to keep my head above water. Last week I was at doggie daycare e-fury single day. Man-o-man, I played hard and slept hard and still was tired! My plan was to rest for at least a week after all that but I guess there is just no rest for the wicked.  The day before Halloween I had to drive to the end of the world again with the humans. This time, the big white float, that still has to prove that it can float, had to be coaxed to follow us home. It was my task to make sure it would safely do so. I have to say I did a fine job because the float arrived in one piece and now happily sits in our backyard. I’m pretty sure there will be a follow-me-to-the-water kind of trip soon. Hope I can keep my head and paws dry. But first I will take a well-deserved nap.

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  

 

What’s for Dinner?

It’s a holiday weekend, so last night we went out for dinner. When we walked in, there was quite a racket. The piano seemed to be upset. It was harping on the same string over and over again. I was glad when the human stroking the piano got it to relax so that it cooed like a baby. I even got some real food this time. Yum!

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Wishing you a Bon Chew Weekend

Benji

We’re back!

16 monts.JPGWe have been back for a week now and are finally getting around to saying hi to everyone. So, HELLO to you and 2017! The humans went on a big trip to New Zealand, more on that on Anarette’s blog. Ms. Zulu and I couldn’t go with them. At first, I was a bit disappointed, but it was explained to us that we had to travel in a crate for 1.5  days and then had to go in doggy quarantine for at least 10 days. It sounded a lot like a prison. So thanks, but no thanks.

Anyways, Ms. Zulu and I stayed in a fabulous resort too. It even had a swimming pool. I don’t care much for the pool though as you already found out. So what did we do? Well, Ms. Zulu snoozed a lot and I played pretty much all day. I played with everyone. Big dogs, small dogs, white, black, yellow, really, it doesn’t matter to me. I would have played with kitties or others too, but they don’t have them at the doggy resort that I stayed at. And of course, I played fetch with the humans. I even lost weight, so HM has put me on a diet with extra treats. I don’t even have to dig into my own treat account for that. And I am allowed to eat more kibble; life can’t get better than this. Of course, I share some with Ms. Zulu too.

Once we got home from our vacation, we went for a walk in our neighborhood. Ms. Zulu and I had a lot of catching up to do. Lots of creatures left messages for us in the forest. Ms. Zulu is more into world politics, you know territorial disputes and such. At times she even seemed pissed. Not me, I am more interested in local social affairs and what everyone has to offer (yes, I can be bribed for the right amount of pinecones and such). You can imagine that it takes awhile before we are back to business as usual. We are still not completely caught up as the replies take contemplation, concentration, and dedication.

Wishing you happy wanderings in 2017, and a pinecone or two,

Benji.

A Coastal Tour

I don’t know about you but lots has happened here. The Deal Ms. Zulu and I had with mom went very well. And around Thanksgiving, we had a V.I.P. stay with us for a week.  The two occasions must be related.  It was the first time that I met Mom’s nephew. He is studying abroad for a semester and was able to visit us. So, both Ms. Zulu and I got lots of attention and we got to go on trips. It definitely was a week packed with fun stuff.

One day we toured around Florida’s coast. That day was a long day in the car, but I didn’t mind as I could sit next to our V.I.P. guest. Since I had just finished my studies I shared some of my successful secrets with him. No, I can’t tell you those because then they won’t be secrets any longer. And I let the V.I.P. sit in my favorite spot, it’s right behind the driver’s seat.

Ms. Zulu stayed home alone, she had to catch up on some much-needed sleep.  I don’t blame her, she has been on so many trips already that she forgot how many. And I have to say, I was dead tired too after such a long day. We walked and walked, I felt like Forrest Gump. I think I even saw his shrimp boat in Apalachicola (FL). It made me hungry. When dinner was served, I was a bit disappointed that it was not for me. Lucky for me, wherever I went, people pitied me (yes it does help when you look skinny) and I got some treats. Especially the Tin Man, at the Tin Shed, and the lady at the pet store Oysterbones were generous.  So a big thank you to all the wonderful people who kept me fed and petted while I walked Florida’s streets.

Happy Tails, Benji.