A Movie of Memories and a New Blog

I made a short video of some great moments in Mango history. I confess that I had a different movie planned out, but after my movie editor hung 4 times trying to manage all the relentlessly huge videos, well, I kind of cut things short, but I think this captures Mango quite well.

We all miss the big guy. What a goofball he was.

Enjoy!

Dexter has started a new blog all his own.

You can check it out here.

Blog Retirement

Friends and loyal readers,

I had originally planned on responding to every comment personally, but the outpouring of good thoughts and sympathy has been so overwhelming that I am compelled to just give you all a Relentlessly Huge thank you. Your words mean so much to me.

Mango was my muse, no doubt. And while I choose my prose carefully, in my head, I am usually saying "WTF?" "Seriously?" "Whatever!"

I am retiring this blog. The magic of Mango's Great Adventures won't come back. Mango was one of a kind, no doubt about it, and all it ever took to put a smile on my face was just to look at him being himself.

Should I return to blogging, it will be on a new blog, a different blog, but that, if it happens, will wait for me to clear my head and focus on little Pea and what sort of blog would be right for him. Pea is emerging as a new doggie now that he is not living under the shadow of his brother who was, let's face it, always kind of a bully towards the stoic little chap.

I'm glad that I had this photo taken of me with my Bubba recently (complete with evil witch red devil eyes).

Mango was a big, spoiled, cry baby momma's dog all the way, of that you can be certain. 

I wouldn't have had it any other way.

And now just a few brief memories.

Mango always waited on the deck for me to come home. His howls began as soon as my car pulled into the driveway "Hurry, momma!"

Ah, the joy of being Mango. It just feels so good!

And my all time favorite photo of Mango with PeeWee. Super smack down bitey face! Oh yeah!

Mango Momma


P.S. An extra big "thank you" to Alasandra, Socks, Scylla & Fenris for our header photo.

Mango Has Crossed Over the Rainbow Bridge

Mango Relentlessly Huge

May 4th 2005 - September 26, 2012

A little over an hour ago, I helped Mango to make his final journey.

Monday night he enjoyed a very bouncy and fun filled playtime with Dexter.

1 AM Tuesday morning, he was rushed to the ER in distress, but seemed to rally and came back home.

Tuesday he was not himself, but did enjoy some time in the sun and guarding the estate.

Tuesday night, his distress returned and he was once again at the ER.

Examination revealed a perforation in his intestines, a belly full of contaminated fluid, and blood that was growing weary of fighting infection.

His distress was great and the prognosis of a good outcome from surgery to repair his intestines and clean out infection was grim. I stroked his velvety face and whispered my love as he quietly departed this life.

His body has been donated to the Tufts School of Veterinary Medicine. His spirit is strong in my heart.

Mango Momma

The Lawless Lab

Friends, there has been an alarming proliferation of signs such as these in our little community. Signs placed where yours truly had heretofore enjoyed fun filled walks across expansive green ways.

No doubt, my fun has been spoiled by insane off leash cracker dogs and owners who do not pick up their doggie's business. But why must I suffer?

No Dogs Allowed? We'll see about that!

Why indeed? Because on this particular day, momma caught my sense of living on the edge, seizing the day, and all that nonsense and we breached the forcefield of that sign with only a brief quickening of our hearts lest we be caught out and thrown into the slammer.

Giddy with my new found sense of adventure, I felt compelled to leave a calling card in case some other thrill seeking pup should happen by.

Dexter was here!

And once that line has been crossed, my acts of civil disobedience knew no bounds. "What," I wondered, "is beyond these signs that is so precious?"

Hurry up or they will think we've parked here.

Why, it is the gigantic aqueduct which runs the relentlessly huge pipe bringing water from out west all the way into Boston! 

Let's keep going! I think this leads to Agatha and Archie's house.

Oh! And where am I now?

Well, if momma knew the first thing about camera exposure you would have seen behind me this impressive estate.

An estate not one mile from our modest acre. An estate that sports 37 magnificent acres and a manor house to rival Downton Abby. And it is for sale!

I suggested we take a look around. After all, Master is always on the market for a new project house, right?

But this sign caused momma to revert back to her law abiding ways. "Oh, Dexter," she exclaimed, "it is one thing to walk about on public land and feel that one has some entitlement having paid taxes, but it is really bad form to stroll on to private property."

Come on, Momma, live a little!

Well, we shall see. I suspect that the more I can encourage her to seek adventure, the closer she will get to allowing me to tour what I believe would make an appropriate estate for my labraself.

And what of my loyal readers? Tell me, do you ever break the rules when out and about?

Dexter done!

POTP for Samba

Friends and dear readers, we are interrupting our blogging break to ask for POTP for little Samba. 

She has been very ill for some time and is now declining.

You can visit her here.

Not Around so Much

Friends and loyal readers, the Mango has to tell you that we are not going to be around in blogland too much for a little while.

Why? Well, momma is just feeling a bit overwhelmed by all her human stuff lately. Nothing bad, seriously, but she says the days are "getting away from her." 

Check it out, Pea, momma is doing her "stuff" again. 

We have so many dear friends and boy do I love reading all your blogs, but it seems like our google reader breaches the stress zone really super fast and then I can't decide which ones to read and momma is always doing her math stuff like "Oh Mango, there are over 300 posts to read and even if we can read one per minute it will take us five hours to get through them all and there is so much for us to do!"

In a way, I suppose, she is right, we DO have stuff to do, like eat noms.

Why is my nommy so small?

Why is MY nommy so small?

Plus Pea has been having "issues" with his eyeball. Look at this photo! He got green gunk put in his eye and it totally came out his snooter. Hehehe.

See it? See the little green around his labrahonker?

This is no fun.

So we're going to kind of just spot check blogger. Like cruise through now and then but that's it until momma can get her groove back.

In the meantime, here is a nicey nice photo which you might think is the same as our header photo, but it totally isn't because as you can see I am looking at idiot Pea in this photo and in the header I am looking at the flashy (of course Pea apparently is just frozen in his suck up camera pose in both pictures).

Got it? So if anything super important happens, please let the Mango know, OK?

Mango Man! Oh yeah!

P.S. Momma says not to worry about stupid PeeWee and his eyeball. It isn't going to pop out of his head or anything, but it is causing him itchies or something so he kind of rubbed the fur off and then he got like the yeasties from hell in his ear and everything, so he has to go to the vet again on Saturday, but he feels fine and is as annoying as ever.

Momma and Idiot Pea are Ganging Up on Me (with video proof)

I know this photo is blurry, but as you can see, the Mango was compelled to act with lightening speed in order to keep that pesky labradoink away from MY stick.

Scram, you little black devil!

How can I enjoy my stick when I have to stay on my toes to ward off thieves? 

Keep away! I'm watching you.

Even Momma wanted to spoil my fun times. Watch this movie wherein which she grabs the stick right out of my jaws of doom! What the heck? Is she going to chewie it? Hardly.






Mango Man! Oh yeah!