Lambiedog

Luna2

    I met a nice dog named Luna.  Since I already know a dog named Luna, let's call this new one Luna2.

    It's a challenge to tell which end of Luna2 is the front.  Luckily, I am equipped with an excellent sniffing mechanism.

         

Left out

 

Lambie doin work

          A sports figure whom I admire starred last year in a Spike Lee documentary about his work ethic.  Entitled "Kobe Doin Work," the documentary followed Kobe Bryant through a day in the life.

I've been inspired by that film to present this homage, which I call, "Lambie Doin Work."

 
           
         
         
         
         
         
           
         
 
         
 

Possible diversity poster

To each his own

As I set out yesterday morning to check out the latest happenings in my domain, I was struck by the many ways in which individuals appreciate the bluffs.

 Immediately in front of me was a seated gentleman enjoying the view. 

             

  Behind him and to his right were two other gentlemen who seemed to be enjoying the bluffs more passively, as a pleasant setting for their slumbers.

As for my own enjoyment of the bluffs, it comes in the context of my work -- a passion that, as my readers know,consumes me.

  

New blood at the bluffs

    Big excitement at the bluffs yesterday.  There was new blood shaking things up, in a good way.

 First of all, there was a Rottweiler by the name of Tesla bounding about. Tesla seemed pretty mellow, though I noticed that her owner kept close tabs on her.

        
 

While everyone was still getting used to Tesla's energy, we were joined by a young dappled dachshund named Dexter.  Dexter is fast like a gazelle, and fearless.

  

We were all drawn to him.  The dog has that indefinable quality called presence.  

         

Evening exploration

 

  

More millinery notes

 

    Sometimes an idea seems to strike simultaneously in multiple places and -- bingo -- a trend emerges.

    Such appears to be the case with my recent foray into headgear.

    Not a day after I had posted on that topic, Sparkly's owner Suse called out to us on the bluff to request that we document Sparkly's look, which Suse described as "Nadia Comaneci in a babushka".

    In fact, Sparkly did look distinguished. Usually she wears her bandana around her neck, so this was something different.  

    Finney was entranced by Sparkly's intriguing new look -- so entranced that if I were a betting dog I'd be counting on her to be the next one to show up at the bluffs with headgear.  

    I'm not sure Finney's the babushka type, though.  A pillbox hat might be more reflective of her style.

Buddy

 

My neighbor Buddy passed away suddenly.  He seemed fine, then one day he couldn't get up.  It turned out he was riddled with cancer.  His owner had to put him down.

Buddy was a nice guy who never did anything bad to anyone.  He was beloved by his owners, a support to them through some difficult times, and a kind host to visiting dogs.

 Regrettably, I was never nice to Buddy.  I always barked at him and frightened him.  Now I will never have a chance to put things right.

   

My condolences to his loved ones.  I know they will miss him greatly.

Rest in peace, Buddy.

Rawhide tales

 

My rawhide is very dear to me.

When I am not chewing it I usually hide it in one of two places for safekeeping:  either underneath the coffee table, or on the recliner chair.

Then I keep close tabs on it so it will be ready when I want it again.