Thursday, October 31, 2013

Is Halloween for Black Dogs?

Ojo here! I hear Halloween is for Black Cats. What about Black Dogs?

I'm not sure why Cobi thinks this day is so scary. I can do tricks for treats! But that caramel stuff sure sticks in my mouth... I'll take some chicken instead, please!

Tuesday, October 29, 2013

The thing called Halloween is coming...

The thing called Halloween is coming!

I do not like the thing called Halloween. First of all there are many things that look like this:

Or this:

This is all VERY SCARY! I need to do Big Barks to keep them away!

And then there are all the monsters that come to our door! They knock and bang, and yet still my people feed them from a big bowl of treats. Why is this? I do Big Barks to keep the monsters away, but I do not get treats! BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK BARK!

Oh I wish Halloween would just not come this year...

Do you like Halloween?

Saturday, October 26, 2013

At the beach (finally) (by Ojo)

At the Beach I run and play and sniff.

I find many stinky things to roll in. Today's count - one dead bird, two dead seals, and one slimy pile of green poo. Lovely!

I love the Beach. Do you have a Beach with slimy green poo too?

Friday, October 25, 2013

The foggy fog and my Ball

Oh Ball.

In the foggy fog you bounce and fly
Off my person's foot and through the wet grass
Through the smelly mud.

I open my mouth to catch you in it.

Oh Ball.

I do not fetch, but I like to chase
You are hard to see in the foggy fog
But I am happy to chase you still.

Ojo comes
Bounding through the fog, running too fast
She sniffs at you, oh Ball
But leaves you for me.

You are mine.

In the foggy fog
I love you.

Oh Ball.

Thursday, October 24, 2013

My donut bed (by Ojo)

This is my comfy-soft donut bed. Mine!

I play with my littlest person.

And then I sleep. Safe and sound, in my comfy-soft donut bed. Zzzzz.

Monday, October 21, 2013

Don't take this the wrong way

The people are stingy.

There is only one comfy-soft donut bed in the kitchen. There are two Dogs. Clearly this is a problem, especially on cold, foggy fall mornings when both Dogs should obviously have their own comfy-soft donut beds.

So do not take this the wrong way. This does not mean that I like her. It simply means that I am the sort of benevolent, generous Dog who was kind enough to allow the young Ojo to share my bed. Along with the stuffed chicken. I am a Good Dog. That is all.

And... wait! Hang on! Is that her face on my bum??

Monday, October 14, 2013

Giving Thanks

Because we are Canada-Dogs, today is Thanksgiving. Ojo, who was born an American-Dog, didn't know this (she thought the people had just decided to bring home a big Turkey). So we had a long chat last night over our turkey-stuffed bellies, and here is what we are thankful for...

Cobi: I am thankful for my Momma B, who helps me each day to remember that the world isn't as scary as sometimes it seems. I am thankful for the Sun that warms my fur, and for the many smells in Nature that tickle my nose. I am thankful for the little red dot that dances around at night (made by the thing called "laser pointer")! And I am very thankful for the extra-large Turkey my person brought home.

Ojo: I am thankful for all the people in my family. They are kind, and fun, and they play with me and pet me give me lots of love. I'm not sure how I found them, but before I did I lived outside on the streets, and then in a place called "pound"... This is so much better! I am thankful that I have lots of good food, and I am very thankful for my walks every day in Forest or at Beach. I am thankful for the birds and the bunnies and the squirrels that live in the bushes. I am thankful for my Ball and for my toys that go squeak. And I too am very thankful for the thing called Turkey, which we ate much of last night. Burp.

Happy Thanksgiving friends!

Saturday, October 12, 2013

Waiting (by Ojo)

Hi hi hi! It's me, Ojo! The people say that I am a silly Dog, but there is one thing that I am very serious about.


Here I am waiting for Salmon. My littlest person is waiting with me.

Fortunately she does not like the Salmon. She got something called "desert" instead. I prefered the Salmon.

Please put away that silly camera thing and get more Salmon. Thank-you.

Thursday, October 10, 2013

Walking with Ojo - my life is not fair

My friends, I don't think you realize how much my life has changed since this silly black Dog came to live with us.

One thing is that we almost never get to go to Beach anymore. This is because Ojo is "crazy monkey", which means that she climbs the "keep off the cliff face" cliff to chase birds (at Dallas Road Beach), or crazy-leaps up the walls that are as high as my person to run around in people's yards (at Willows Beach and Cadboro Bay Beach).

She does not listen to OjoCome very well yet when she is being a crazy monkey. So no beach for me, unless my person is having a day where she has a lot of the thing called "patience".

This is not fair.

Instead we have been doing many Walks in the Forest and climbing the mountain. Don't get me wrong - I love the Forest. And my person tries to make it interesting for me by taking different trails each day while she and the black one practise "OjoCome".

So at least I do get to go on nice Walks with my person. We hang out together and enjoy the scenery and smells. She gives me pets. I brush her leg as I trot past and give her my big smiles to tell her I am very happy to be here with her (even if we're not at Beach). Sometimes I have a little run. I do lots of sniffing.

I stay close to my person because that is what a Good Dog does.

But this is all we see of Ojo on our Walks.

Or this...

And lots of this... (Can you see her?)

I just stay close to my person and watch. Ojo is a too much of a crazy Dog for me.

Maybe one day we will get to go to Beach again... Sigh.

Thursday, October 3, 2013

Fall, mountains and sun... and Ojo

Today we went for a Walk in the forest. But because Nature was making Sun, instead of all that rain, we climbed. We went high out of the forest and onto the rocks.

Here I am at the very top of the mountain. Aren't I majestic?

I like climbing. I like going high up, as high as we can go. I like sniffing the breeze. I like feeling the warm Sun on my fur.

There were leaves on the ground. There was damp earth full of smells. There were rocks to climb on, and breezes to smell.

However, unfortunately, there was also Ojo...

Stealing my sunshine. Drinking from my puddles. Lying down in my puddles. Pushing in front of me on the path. Running everywhere like a crazy-Dog.

Wet from the grass and bushes...

The people think she is "cute". Really??

At least, up top, I was the Queen-Dog, sniffing and surveying my kingdom below. Isn't the Fall sunshine wonderful?