Our hearts are breaking. This morning we learned that Poppy crossed over the Rainbow Bridge. This just a few days after her human dad crossed over. So many losses in blog land. Penny, Poppy, and Patches are amongst our oldest bloggy pals and we are just filled with emptiness. Please visit Penny, Patches, and their mom and leave your healing thoughts.
I also learned that one of my agility pals will not be with us soon. A wonderful golden girl named Phoebe who, at 14, still loves to strut around the agility ring at a dignified pace. Her human has the cancer too and when she was too sick to bring Miss Phoebe to agilities, her friend would still bring Phoebe so that she could enjoy watching. Phoebe and her mom came to school yesterday and she did her tunnels and weave poles and got plenty of cheering and cookies and love from everybody, but her momma says that she has the terminal cancer and her vet does not think she will survive the week. So much sadness.
I suggested a visit to see my little nephew Oliver, who is now eight months old and whom I haven't seen in a bit. I figured get out in the nice sunshine, a brief romp with his Uncle Dexter, have some fun to brighten the day, right?
So I arrive at Oliver's estate and I'm just kind of hanging out in the yard when this GIANT MUTANT PUPPY comes barreling out of nowhere and practically knocks me over. Are you kidding me??? This is an eight month old puppy?
I had to do something fast to gain the upper paw and let him know that I am still the big dog...
I was thrilled to discover that I am still faster than he is, but once he gets up a good head of steam, watch out!
Momma insisted on practicing stupid recalls right while I was in the middle of my labrabonding with Oliver.
Then for no apparent reason he starts roaching in the snow. Such a silly thing to do... hehehe.
This kid is a few slices short of a loaf. All over the place. First he's rolling around in the snow and the next thing I know he has me by the throat.
OK, so he isn't a cute little puppy that I can push around anymore, but I do have some experience with big dopey dogs, right? Bigify to check out his dorky googly eyes.
I think they felt this smack down all the way west of 495!
For my final big dog assertion, a bit of my snarly face. AR AR AR!
And what of the Relentlessly Huge? Don't worry, he had plenty of entertainment back at our estate.
P.S. Dave and Zim posted a movie of them singing. I watched it a gazillion times because I have to confess that they sing very strangely. Mango seemed a bit confused (so what else is new) and had to leave the room. If you want to watch the original, you can do it here. Otherwise, watch me watching it. Who knows, maybe somebody else will post them watching me watching Dave and Zim and then somebody else will, you get the picture...