Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts
Showing posts with label beach. Show all posts

Monday, July 11, 2011

A Good Dog

Yeah, that's me. I hear it a lot. I am a good dog. I do not know what else I could be. I believe the masters use some sort of psychology on me, whatever that  means.
This is how I feel about the beach!

I take my favorite toys for rest time.
There seems to be a glitch in getting all my beach pictures. As soon as I can get my paws on them, I'll post some more. Of course you've already noticed my summer hair style. 


Meanwhile back home and at the grams, I practice my yoga moves while I look in my toy box.







I'm going to self-disclose a bit today.  I have a little issue. They call me "Monk". I have no idea what that is about. But you see here my FAVORITE little ball. OMG it just fits my mouth, it squeaks and sort of talks for me while I gently chew on it. Yum.


Well....in order to really enjoy my dinner, I need my ball. OK so this is the ritual: you nibble, crunch...then touch the ball. Again: nibble, crunch, swallow... touch or gently squeeze the ball. (Repeat, repeat, repeat.) Yes this is a MUST do. I eat most all my meals in this very pleasing manner.


Try it yourself....it's very gratifying. 
Or you can use a napkin,
 like my masters do.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

My Easter Vacation

Me la pasé bien Yes, indeed....I had a verrrrry good time! Here's how it works.



First you get all clean, then you can go on a trip
Go figure... I'm gonna get dirty again.

You ride in the car 
a long time.




 After you unload a bunch of silly stuff you finally get to go, go go!
Down and out to the sand & surf - that's what I'm talkin' about.


I have to find a nice spot for my people.



Sometimes I make new friends who are also on vacation. Um.. you meet all different types!  



  


I usually wait for the right signal.....


 ..... then I can hit the waves!




No, I do not want to ride on that thing....bye, bye mom!
 I can jump waves, I can swim and I  can almost fly..hard to see, but I do levitate.


 (Go ahead click for a good close up!)  
 A happy ending!

 And by the way they call me "Tank" down here south of the border.
Yes, this is my beautiful life.

Adiós, hasta luego!