I hate Halloween!

Tomorrow is Halloween. I HATE Halloween! It is full of witches and monsters and scary things! Little people knocking on our door all night and startling me out of a good nap! Fire crackers going Bang outside!

I hate Halloween! It is very scary and upsetting! I am just going to hide behind my person.

Is it over yet???

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?

Something scary

I saw something VERY SCARY up in a tree!

I had to do big barks to protect my people. Well, okay, I was protecting myself. But it was very scary!

The people named it "great blue heron". I named it "great big scary bird that might eat me". Have you ever seen a scary bird on your Walk?

Something very bad

Over the past two nights something very bad has been happening.

We had three chickens living in our yard. When the people got up yesterday morning, Brown Chicken was not alive any more. Her body had been mostly eaten and there were many feathers everywhere.

Brown Chicken wasn't very well so the people thought that maybe she had died and the ratties had tried to have chicken for dinner.

But I knew better. Something scary had happened. I wish I could have talked to the people and told them this.

Because last night it happened again.

This morning when the people got up one of the Black Chickens was not alive any more. The scary thing had tried to take her body away for eating but couldn't get it out of the chicken's little house and chicken run.

The people are very sad. The chicken named Crooked Toe is the only chicken left. Momma C is trying to find her a new home because Crooked Toe is sad and lonely without her friends. She is also very scared. She even got scared of me when I got close to her, and the chickens have never been scared of me because I am calm-good-dog around them.

Today Crooked Toe gets to hang out in Momma C's garden and eat all that she wants. Tonight she needs a new home.

I was scared too. I know that something very bad happened. My nose can smell it. This morning I didn't want to go near the chicken's house. I stood on the back porch with my tail down. And then I sat beside Momma C and kept her company while she was sad.

As I sat beside Momma C, we watched the little birds that live around our house. They were swooping into the chicken run and picking up the soft feathers that used to belong to Black Chicken. They carried the feathers away to their nests to help keep their baby birds warm.

This is Nature.

Hello cute little thing-called-squash. What are you doing down there all alone? Do you need someone to play with?

Here comes stealthy-ghost-dog. Whoooo....

Are you having fun yet, little squash? You are almost Ball, but not quite. You're not dizzy are you?

What's this thing? Why does Big Squash have holes in its head?

And now there are two of them. You know, these things are kind of creepy...

Scary place

The people try to make this little house fun. But I know the truth. It's scary. There are many noises and strange people outside. I need to bark and growl all the time to keep myself safe.

The people tell me that I will never be Apartment Dog. Is there anything wrong with that?

Farm and Scare Dog

Yesterday was a very long day in very hot Truck. But when Truck finally stopped moving, look where it let us out!

We're at hot-in-summer-dry-grass-lakes-cold-in-winter-snow-wood-stove. The people call it "GrandmaAndGrandpas".

This morning we went to a farm called "petting zoo". The person called Farmer said I was very well behaved. I liked watching the guinea pigs and bunnies.

I had to stay attached to my person with Leash. My littlest person took Baby Goat for a walk on Leash too.

There's something wrong with this person. My people named him Scare Crow. I think they should have named him "Scare Dog". I did not like Scare Crow at all.

Later we went to Lake. I waded but I did not swim because I do not swim.

Eyes are sometimes as important as noses

Today I went to a place called Farm with Momma C. This Farm I have not been on before. At first I had to wait in the truck for a long time. Then after a very long time I got invited out to play.

I followed Momma C and another woman-person from place to place. We were inside buildings and outside too. There was lots to smell. My nose was on the ground for a long time.

People are funny. Their noses aren't very good so they look at things with their eyes. This is clearly inferior. My nose can tell me what is currently happening, and also what has happened in the past. And how long ago it happened. This is very much superior to eyes.

But today I learned why eyes are also good.

I was following the people around with my nose on the ground. I wasn't sure what I was smelling, but it was very interesting.

Then I looked up. There were many large things staring at me. They looked like this.

Yipe!

I stared at the large things. They stared at me.

Then we all started to run. They ran in one direction. I ran in the other direction. I found a hill. I ran to the top of the hill. My tail was stuck to my belly.

This was a very scary thing that happened.
What were those things?

Have you ever had something scary like that happen?

Once I was less scared I got to continue on my walk with the people. I made sure to look with my eyes as well as my nose. Even though my nose is still far superior.

When we got home I went and sat on my mat. This is my safe place. I go to my mat whenever anything scary happens at home. I sat on my mat the whole time until dinner. Whew.

Something else happened today. This something was bad for the people but good for me.

The people left a basket of eggs outside this morning. Perhaps for the giant bunny that is coming soon?

But the bunny didn't come. Instead some crows came. They ate some of the eggs.

This egg they didn't eat. They just made a hole in it with their beaks. So this egg went on my dinner instead of into the fridge. This was a happy thing.

A scary thing and a quiet beach day

This morning when we dropped my littlest person off at the place she calls "school", something that was shaped a little bit like this was standing out front.

I do not know what this was, but something wasn't right about it. I growled low in my throat to warn my people and to keep this scary thing away from me.

I was very glad when my person drove our car away and it wasn't near me any more. I was even more glad when the car stopped again and we were at the beach. It must be Friday!

I have itchy spots on my back. Both Vet and my people checked and they tell me that it is not fleas or lice. This is good. But it still itches.

 

The beach was very quiet and peaceful today. I love beach Fridays.

Another Beach Friday

The day the people call "Friday" seems to be a beach day. I like Friday.

My person wants to put these photos in first. She says this will "set the scene". If you are bored with these photos, skip down to the photos of me. Those are far more interesting.

Okay, boring stuff done. Now for the good stuff.

We went a long ways around the beach this morning, the farthest ever. Do you see me?

 

My person says I look like a husky when I do this. What's a husky?

Have I said that I like to climb?
No Momma B, I am Dog, not Mountain Goat.

On the way home from our beach walk, something scary happened. We went to a place called Car Wash. Big scary tentacles attacked our car and shook it back and forth. I think maybe it was a monster trying to get inside to eat us. My person was trying to keep it out. She was holding a towel to her window, but still drool from the monster's mouth was coming inside. I did not like this at all.

But we escaped. Now we are home. Wait, my person is putting her shoes on again. Where are we going now?