“Awwoo! I hate spiders!” (“And I’m none too fond of wolves.”)
I don’t know why no one comes to visit.
Come a little closer, dearies….
Back when it was just Geordie and me, we used to carve pumpkins together.
He would climb inside the pumpkins as I would try to work and try to eat them from the inside out. Since Toby has come along, things have been too chaotic to try any holiday decorating. I feel bad that my little guy hasn’t had a chance to climb inside his own pumpkin.
If only he were Peter, Peter Pumpkin-Eater’s dog….
As a painter it is my nature is to create pictures that are meticulous and exact. While studying the works of artists such as Van Gogh and Chagall though, I found myself swept away by the freedom expressiveness of their artwork, and I loved it. I want some of those feelings for myself!
I decided to explore the area around me and see what I could find to inspire me. Then I want to see what I can create – more creating a mood than a replica of the place, however. This was my first attempt at quickly capturing a scene from the neighborhood.
This particular location holds a special memory for me. When Geordie was a tiny pup, only a few months old, we were sitting at this same place. Suddenly Geordie jumped up and began growling and pulling as if he wanted to catch something. I checked all around and couldn’t find any rabbit or deer or anything. When I followed where his nose was pointing, I found a car driving on one of the roads on the facing hillside. From where we were sitting, it looked no larger than a beetle.
I hadn’t realized until then that my puppy didn’t understand perspective. The only way I could think to explain it to him was to pick him up and reach one arm out as far as I could toward the car. When he saw that even I couldn’t touch it, he finally settled down.
I still have a lot of work to do before I am comfortable with a more abstract style of painting. This one is driving me batty because I want to go back and make it right. Except, I don’t want “right” I want “mood”.
It’s a good thing I have a lot of paper because I’m pretty sure I am going to need it!
When Bitey was little, this was his favorite hiding space…until he got too big and needed help getting back out. Wasn’t he an adorable itty bitty beast?
In instances like these, I try to envision non-linear time. What might it be like to have your little dog with you as a puppy and a senior and every step in between simultaneously? I suppose we have that with memory, but to us the points of time don’t fall together but are strung apart. I imagine that in the world beyond this one, time is non-linear.
I guess we won’t need Flashback Fridays then! : – )
Isn’t this cute? The two of them are even starting to look like each other!
Watch out, Peppermint. Someone new is after your man.
This is Toby’s new “girlfriend”. You may recall from Poopiter that my boy has a particular fondness for his toy peppermint. Now, though, there is a new lady in his life. This little gal doesn’t have a name yet, but I think she needs one. Any suggestions?
I hope this picture looks decent. I am using new photo editing, and the colors seem off on my monitor.
The first time I heard that Mini Cooper commercial, I mistakenly heard the singer say “I got no boots!”. That prompted me to wonder if that was why she was driving all the time. Later the song was on the radio and heard that she was really saying “I got no roots” and realized that I am now officially an old person with bad hearing.
I now got new boots because thanks to my awful beasties I wore out the soles on my last pair. Thanks guys. I hope that you both realize that these are sh** kickers, and they can be used to “motivate” recalcitrant pups on walks! (JK)
Aah, this is such a rare moment – Toby looking at the camera instead of away from it. I must have taken a dozen shots with my uncooperative little guy beating the shutter every time. I am thinking of starting a folder with just blurry, back of head shots.
Toby got shortchanged on baby pictures since things were so chaotic when he was young. (It is nearly impossible to take pictures when you have a puppy with a UTI.) I am trying to make up for that a little by getting some nice photos now.
As Toby and I were going for a walk, a little boy was walking his dog. Toby and I have met the pup before. She is small and full of bluster until she gets close to you, then she is sweet and shy. Yesterday, though, the little girl pup broke free from her human and came barrelling toward Toby. She ran into his side with furious growls, and Toby answered her back with equally furious growls. They spun and twisted and to human eye appeared to be locked in a vicious battle.
I grabbed the little girl’s leash, pulled her back from my pup and handed the leash to her boy. I looked over at Toby to see how he was handling the situation since this was his first encounter like this. He was panting, had a huge grin on his face and wanted to go back to the little girl dog.
Something similar happened on two other occasions with Geordie and a different girl dog. Both times after the two were separated, Geordie kept asking for the little girl to come back and “play” with him. (For days he pestered me.)
I am curious if I am reading these situations properly. Is there such a thing as noisy dog-flirting or are my dogs actually caught in fights? Each time my boys have come away without so much as a scratch.
I was looking for a photo today when I stumbled across this picture of itty bitty, teeny tiny Bitey. Sometimes it is hard to believe he was really that little puppy. Back then he didn’t like to go to sleep without his toys around him.
What you can’t see in this picture is that I used to put his brush on top of his kennel so that he couldn’t get to it and chew on it. He managed to thwart me by jiggling the kennel until the handle fell through the bars then attacking the brush from the inside.
Why do pups only solve problems for evil and not for good?
We all know who did it. The guy in the middle.
Isn’t this cute? The two of them are even starting to look like each other!
The Adventures of Bitey Dog 