A Friend Adrift

Some dogs have all the fun. The only time I have been in the water was that time in Del Mar at the dog beach. Me and a cast of thousands. While it was fun carting home about 5 pounds of sand on my fur, I really wasn't able to get too far in the water. (OK - it was a bit scary). Now here you can see my friend Teddy doing it right. He doesn't even have to get wet - just sit in the boat and let his human do the heavy lifting. I notice he even has a life jacket on. It doesn't look like he needs it though. Life is mellow.

A hit, a very palpable hit

More lovin' My young friend paid a visit, and I was able to give him a proper poodle welcome. We poodles have very long tongues, and I was able to deliver a warm, wet one. I am not sure if he is smiling or grimacing - but I hope he enjoyed it. I can't wait until he visits again. I think he would be good at playing throw the ball and don't hog it.

Birthday party goes to the dogs

I went to my first birthday party for my friend Bella. She is looking splendid in her little beanie, munching on one of the gifts. All the dogs got balls for favors, so we didn't have to fight over anything. No one cried, which the Feeder said is rather unusual as most of these parties go. (Dogs don't cry! Sometimes I wonder about her). Anyway, I used to think I was Bella's only boyfriend, but apparently there is another lab, Bubba, that has taken my place. I wasn't too happy about that, so I chased him around the dog park a bit. (I hope I impressed Bella. I think she likes us bad boys!).

Tunnel of Fur - metaphysics

...my eyes peered out through a tunnel of fur

...will they never give me a trim ...i know what they want but cannot deliver ...the bit of shimmering light on the concrete calls me ...i am but a dog, a simple dog ...even when i am spelled backwards

My haircut

I am still contemplating a haircut. Here is a picture from a few months ago, after my last haircut. See my smooth muzzle? I am not sure I like that, since my whiskers were removed. That is a bit like removing my dog-hood. Also, I need them for balance and my general sense of well-being ! They have grown out now and I like that better. Maybe the Feeder can give me a different type of haircut next time. You see me here with my doggie friend. He is a floppy friend and doesn't move much unless you toss him in the air. (Kinda boring, but don't tell him that).

Time for a Haircut?

What do you think of this photo? My friend Ginger Van Hook took this of me during a recent studio visit. I showed her the studio where I work, and all the Feeder's paintings. We had lots of fun since she and Luke know all about dogs and their humans. I ran around, barked, slobbered, jumped, and acted endearing. I'm looking at this photo, though, and thinking maybe I need a trim? Especially around the eyes. You can hardly see my bee-u-tee-ful brown eyes behind all the fuzz. How can I glance meaningfully at the gals at the dog park if they can't see the glimmer in my eye? I am not that crazy about traditional poodle trims but I may have to bite the bullet.

I make new dog and people friends

Last week I had one of my best adventures ever and made some new friends. I was walking down the street with the Feeder, and we met one of our neighbors. She invited us in to see her two dogs (Brittanys) named Auggie and Bailey. O, by the way, she has two small humans as well. (Very cute, but how much can you do with just two legs?) Anyway, Auggie is a great guy. Bailey was nice too, but a bit sedate for my tastes. Auggie can run like the wind and we had a great time chasing each other. We played chicken and wolves. I was mainly the chicken, but that was OK. I'm younger than Auggie, and he said that made it fair. PS: Thanks to all who identified my stuffed toy as "Dr. Spock". He must be in a different veterinarian practice than the one I go to. PPS: Auggie's feeder puts him in her blog sometimes. It is a cool one!

does this picture of the star trek guy help?

any ideas?

Who is that masked man

So, I'm back ready for my other job - besides being a studio dog. Yes, my other job is playing and ripping toys to shreds. (Actually I haven't ripped up any toys so far. I mainly stick to ripping up plastic things for fun. I'm especially fond of bubble wrap. Don't worry, I know enough not to swallow any and the Feeder tries to keep me away from it most of the time anyway. Maybe now is not the time to talk about that Brillo pad I found.....) Anyway - here I am with a mystery toy. Anybody know who it is supposed to be? Somebody from Star Trek??

A friend my age - chocolate lab

So, Bella, the babe, finally came to visit. She is a chocolate lab, which is funny, since chocolate is not supposed to be good for us (at least that is what the Feeder says). Anyway, is she sweet or what? She is a bit older than me (just a coupla months) but is still fun loving and has a great personality. (She's cute, too, as you can see). We ran around like crazy and then shared a romantic bowl of muddy water. I think she could be the one! more later.......