Lambiedog

Your scrivener back on the job

 
    It has been a shockingly long time that the Most Important Dog has remained silent.  I now take up my pen to give my clamoring readers those details of my life that they have been coveting:

With each succeeding rain, the bluff has grown more green and lush.

Practically jungle-esque, in fact.

Thus, I was not surprised at the end of the week to see a truck pull up and a tractor descend the ramp.  

The guy whizzed around, moving Stonehenge boulders and cutting away the grass at great speed.

For a while I managed to ignore him.

       

But eventually, as his cutting grew more and more fevered, I decided to get out of the way.

 

I felt I owed it to my loved ones not to be a daredevil.

Dedication of the Melodie Mooz bench

 A small crowd gathered on the bluff yesterday morning to dedicate the Melodie Mooz bench that was erected  last month.   

Old friends and neighbors exchanged reminiscences with Melodie's husband,  Bill Mooz, as city workers attached a plaque to the bench. 

  

Then Bill sat on the bench and everyone took pictures.

 

As the de facto representative of the canine population, I felt I had an important, albeit subtle, role to play at the event.
  I tried to live up to my responsibility.

  
 

Meditation, interrupted

 With the ground finally drying out, things were mellow last night at the bluffs.

Many of us meditative types just sat contemplatively enjoying the sunset.

 Not everyone felt like being contemplative, however.  Too often, it seems, one's meditation is interrupted by a noisy acquaintance.

In my case, that acquaintance would be Augie.

  

Summit with the leaders of tomorrow

 

Ava and Tommy and I got together to exchange thoughts on local and national events.

As we strolled and compared insights, I found myself flattered at  how interested they were in this old dog's perspective.  Anyone who says young people don't care hasn't met these kids.     

They followed along closely as I walked them through my take on the world.

      

Then I listened intently as Ava shared hers.

 

 It's great to connect with youth, although influencing young minds is also a big responsibility.

Early bird

Solace for my loneliness

Things have been dreary around here.  All my favorite people have been gone.

         

So when I saw Rambo out at the bluffs I was eager to do some running around.

 

 I had remembered him as a scary guy, but he was actually rather submissive to me.

Which worked out well.

....

 

          

After the rain

I went out to survey my domain after the rain.

      

 There was a lot of water around the Samulon bench, and down at the beach the waves were still big.

     

 

The bluffs looked very green, and there were interesting smells everywhere.

 

Break in rain permits reprieve from cabin fever

 

    The rain stopped for a little while, so of course I went out to the bluffs.

    Having been cooped up all day, I was ready for some action.

  My friends Callie and Sisi were there.

Things got a bit competitive when Callie and I both wanted to flirt with the same gentleman.  

However, he deftly made us both feel special and important, so there were no hurt feelings.

     

All too soon, it seemed, everyone moved on. 

 

Leaving just me, and the mud.

 

Riddle

 

What's white and fluffy, and pink underneath?

   

Happy surprise

     I was out grazing on the bluff, doing some routine yet necessary investigative work, when what to my wondering eyes should appear but a Honda Odyssey.

 I looked over...and there was Thomas!  

I sprang from my investigative work to greet him.                  

 What am I going to do when he goes to Prague?