High on the Haunches

Not every attempt at a world-class stick jump is successful.  Nor even terribly graceful. Some, however, are both perfectly timed and elegantly done: And then there are the ones you need to take a step back for, to fully appreciate the beauty of (and get the hell out of the way of)… Love, Bogart

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Me and My Shadow

There is something ominous in the streets of Philadelphia… all you have to do is look up – yep, it’s a trash bag in a tree. And that’s not the only thing that is worth looking up for – look!  It’s MY SHADOW It’s been awhile since it was lovely enough outside to catch me…

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Airedale Death Spiral

In the great game of stick procurement, sometimes things don’t always go exactly my way.  Humans wind up with sticks that are either held too high, or thrown too far. But there is simply no reason why I shouldn’t have any and all sticks that I see. Really.  Truly.  I MEAN IT. Oh yeah?  You…

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Go Go Goaties, Watch Them Go Go Go

Hey…. Goats!!!  Goatie-Goatie-Goaties!!!  Go-Go-Go-Go-Go-Go-Goats!!! There they are! And the horses too!  We had some extra rice left over from a batch of gumbo that dad made… and it had formed into a sort of rice-cake.  So we cut it up into wedges, and… Both of the horses seemed to enjoy it, as did the nubian…

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Pine Cone Paradise

X marks the spot… MY spot… Here on beautiful Mt. Tabor, my favorite volcano. Yes it’s nice to sit around and sniff other dogs walking by, but I WANNA WALK There are STICKS to be collected… And pine cones to be chased and chomped… Think I can’t get all of these in my mouth at…

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The Woodsman

It’s another beautiful fall Sunday here in Portland… lets take a walk up Powell Butte, shall we? Some days it’s clear enough to easily see Mt. Hood, other days, not so much… Let me have a look dad! Lets head up onto Powell Butte dad! There is always a lot of nature around here –…

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Stix

It’s a beautiful mornin’ – I think I’ll go outside and FIND STICKS… Truly sometimes one just isn’t enough. Check out this technique – crossbones-style! Then it was off to a field where dad thought we might toss around a ball, do a little “off-leashing”… can you spot me? Throw the stick – throw the…

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