Lambiedog

The solitary investigator

It is wintertime at the bluffs, which makes for a couple of seasonal changes:

1) Lots of natural beauty.

2)  A changing cast of characters.  Oliver and Winnie's family has left for their Colorado vacation home.  Meanwhile, we've seen new attention from Dale, a gentleman who only comes to the bluffs in the winter so he can photograph the winter sunsets. (That's Dale in the photo above.)

     Because Dale is back, his dog Augie (also in the photo above) is also back at the bluffs every night,  shadowing me like he thinks I've got a hot stock tip.

Augie has irritated me for years.  So when I heard there might be a cow at the bluffs, I thought carefully about how to proceed.  I knew that if Augie found out about it he would want to interfere in my investigation.

Cleverly, I turned the tables on Augie by pivoting and following him as if I had nothing to investigate and it was up to him to come up with leads.

Augie jumped at being the leader.  He dragged me over to see another white dog.  I feigned interest, then moved away while they were distracted.

Finally I was free.  I stopped for a quick pee, then  hoofed it to the other end of the bluff to look into the cow sighting.

    The reputed cow turned out to be not a cow but a dog.  Yet that didn't matter to me.  I was so relieved to be handling the investigation on my own that the cow could have been a horse and I would still have been ecstatic.

    You can call me the Solitary Investigator.

No new tricks

    Kai was looking sedentary on a bench while his owner made phone calls.

I encouraged him to hop over and interact with me.

  

He found that daunting.

So we tried to fit him through the open area between the seat and the bench.

I did my best to coach him.

But some dogs aren't meant to do new tricks.

 

Mourning a senseless death

 

 

A young man died last week in an inexplicable car accident.

His friends came to the bluff at dusk to remember him.

It was heartbreaking to watch these young people coping with mortality and loss.

    I hoped that the bluffs provided them some quiet comfort.

Misty, moody afternoon with my mates

My BFFs and I went out to the bluff to hang out.
 
 

We tried to give Genny a modicum of privacy when she got a phone call.

   

 
        She scarcely knew we were there.

Something's happening here

There's something happening here.

What it is isn't exactly clear.

Stop, now, what's that sound

Everybody look what's going down.

Anatomy of an interaction

    My interactions with other dogs can be broken down into three parts:

(1)  Approach:

                                  (2)  Involvement (typically brief): 

                                                                            (3)  Withdrawal:

 

 

 

 

 

The knowledge that there will be a Part 3 is what helps me make it through Parts 1 and 2.  

Magic pose

Nearly a decade ago, Jamie Lee Curtis posed for an amazing photo spread in More magazine.  The spread showed Jamie Lee first in her plain-Jane skivvies, then looking glamorous after thirteen assistants had worked for three hours on makeup, lighting, and wardrobe.  

 

Here we have a similar set of photos.  On the left:  Me and Magic looking glamorous. Below, the back story: raw footage of our preparation for the photo shoot.   

The article accompanying the More photos quotes Jamie Lee as saying, "I’m trying really hard to take the veil off the fraud, to be real, to start with me."  

That's what I'm trying to do as well.  I don't want people to see photos of perfect Lambie and be discouraged thinking that my photogeneity is effortless and unattainable.

Waiting to be discovered

    When I saw that a webisode of Brandt Point was filming at Nancy's house, I wondered if this could be my opportunity to break into the biz.   I stood nearby for a while, waiting to be noticed.

   Nothing happened, but that's OK.  I've heard perseverance is key to making it in the industry.  

 

If I have to wait tables for awhile, so be it.

Bluff buff stuff

    As I was completing a bodily function at the bluff this morning, my eye was drawn to an adjacent Crossfit session being held by a group called Functional Fitness on the Bluffs.  

    I had vaguely taken in these sessions before, while in passing, but never paid much attention. Today, however, I took notice. 

     I wandered over to take a look.

        On the plus side, it seemed like something that might help me with my back pain.

    On the minus side, the class looked rather challenging, and taking it would defer my breakfast.

    The minus side won. 

Contemplating the sunset with Thomas

It's great to have him home.