Find It

Hey new guy, wanna play a game? Sure. How do you play? You close your eyes and wait while I hide a biscuit. Then I'll all you, and you sniff till you find it. OK!

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You're going to eat that whole box yourself, aren't you? Heck Yeah. Kidney Krisps are my favorite.

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After all, what's he going to do about it?

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Aw come on. Just give me the biscuit already!

I originally taught this game to Geordie. When Toby came along, I was worried that Geordie would understand the game better and get to the treats before Toby had a chance. Not. Toby caught on very quickly, and by Day 3 he was not only finding his biscuit but he was getting Geordie’s as well.

Without another dog to teach Murphy, it took him a tiny bit longer to catch on, but now he is ready to play every day. He is getting so good that I’m struggling for challenging hiding places for his treats.

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Handmade olive green tweed cardigan for men.

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If the weather where you are is still wintry, you might consider adding this hand knit Olive Green Tweed Wool Cardigan to your wardrobe. Cheaper than heating the whole house, this cardigan will keep you cozy warm in any season. From the freezing temperatures of winter to the too-chilly air conditioner of summer, this silky soft merino and tweed cardigan will keep you just right.

This Handmade Olive Green Tweed Cardigan and other fine gifts are available from my shop at L Bowman Studios.

Blue Puppy/Red Monster

Check you slippers in the morning, Mom.

Toby and I play a game where he gets a treat for touching the toy that I name. This day, we were playing “Blue Puppy/Red Monster”. He did well with Blue Puppy, but when I called out “Red Monster”, he bopped me on the head.

Sorry, Toby. There are no rewards in life for honesty.

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Are you expecting a new little monster in your life? If so, welcome him or her with a handmade layette set. This sweater, hat, socks and blanket were all painstakingly (and I do mean painstakingly) made of extra soft brushed acrylic.

Layette Set (and other fine gifts) are available from my store.

Sac de Chien

Cairn terrier puppy wearing green sweater yawns as he plays with boring toilet paper.

Playing with TP

is so very lame.

Each boring white square

is always the same.

If you want a toy

that is totally “bien”

Then the toy that you want

is the sac de chien!

Two doggie waste bags.

Blue ones for puppy boys.

Pink ones for girls.

Just pull the loose end

till the whole roll unfurls!

The dog with these bags

strung like long strands of pearls

Is the luckiest pup in the

entire world!

Cairn terrier puppy with green sweater runs while pulling poop bags behind him.

Find the Biscuit

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Coming up with activities to keep Geordie occupied during his first winter proved to be challenging.  He never has been the type of pup to play by himself.  He would much rather have someone else there with him.  (This can be exhausting when your puppy is awake 20 hrs a day!)   Our family dog loved to play “Find the Biscuit” and would search and search until he found every treat we had hidden.  Hoping to buy myself a few minutes of peace and quiet, I introduced Geordie to the game.

Since Geordie wasn’t good at Sit/Stay yet, I had my Mom hold him in one room while I hid a biscuit in another.  After we released him to search, we sat down where we could see him and had a chat.

Geordie searched for a few minutes, then came over to my Mom, made eye contact, and made a noise that had the cadence of “I dunno”.  He clearly wanted her to tell him where his treat was.  Without gesturing, she said, “It is over on the register, behind the end table”.  Geordie paused for a moment to think, got an “Aha!” look on his face, then ran behind the end table to the register and grabbed the biscuit.   The two of us were completely stunned.  Until now, we had no idea that this little 8 month old puppy had the linguistic skills to understand that sentence.   So surprised, we kept jumping around yelling, “He knew what we were saying!  He understood!”

We didn’t realize it, but that was the first indication that we had a puppy Noam Chomsky on our hands.