Showing posts with label roaming. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roaming. Show all posts

Sunday, June 17, 2012

sometimes the tummy wants what it wants, even on fathers day...


happy father's day dear daaa-aaad! happy father's day to yoooouuuu! ....and ma-nee morrrrrrre!




okay, when's lunch? :):) 

Sunday, June 3, 2012

i've pooped everywhere man










Why hello, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter.  Reporting to you today from one of my favorite places to bark at dogs and snitch floor corn, the flea market.  I'm here today not only bcuz it is such a wonderful day out, but because my friend Mister Randy is here and he is not only very interesting to visit with, but he always has such interesting things.  This is his booth, right here behind me.  Yeah, my dad is carrying me.











Now, you never know what you will find at Mister Randy's booth, butchoo can bet you will always find something.  I did.  But I cannot tell you about it just yet bcuz it is a surprise. But I can tell you that Mister Randy travels all over the backroads of our country and not only finds interesting things but interesting people and tasty food to eat, and he even posts very cool pictures about them on his blog, I've Been Everywhere Man, whichoo can also likey on Facebook as Jersey Picker.  Who knows, I might even show up on there soon bcuz as u can see in the lower left picture, he was trying to take a picture of me when I got all Barney Barko on a big dog that I spied just behind him.  Yeah I showed him. That big dog, not Mister Randy.



Anyhoo, I had a very fine time and I think you would too so if you have a flea market near you and the weather is nice, why not go for a walkie and talkie and if you are lucky, you might even get to make new friends as cool as Mister Randy.  Or at least sniff a new doxie tushie or two. 


This is Baxter your roving rover reporter wishing you a very smelly Sunday! :)

Saturday, June 2, 2012

can u smell the science all around me?

Beep beep boop. Beep beep boop..Why, hello my friends -  can u feel it? Can u smell the science all around me?  Can u taste it?? Cuz it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting to you today from the confines of this very interesting and very white lab room. Which you are currently viewing on a monitor from the mom n dad waiting room.   I am here today to contribute my time and my tummy to science.  You see, some of u may remember that a couple years ago I went to the canine cognition center and I had a swell time taking tests that really didn't seem like tests at all.  In fact, they were so easy, it was like eating for free.  no work or nuttin.  And, I am glad to tell you that today's experience was just like that, only better, because the snackies just kept coming and coming and you can see in the image below that at times that I forgot all my training and did not sit or stay or anything, as excited as i was about finding the treats that they would hide under stuff.  And yet I still got snackies.  Which only makes me wonder why I have to wait and work so hard for them at home, but I guess that is a thesis I must work on for another day.

Anyhoo, these tests were a little different because they were prototypes and my participation would help refine each experiment.  And I was still fed the same if not more, which probably is why my mom didn't bother giving me lunch at all when I got home come to think of it, and to tell you the truth I didn't really even notice I did not have my usual lunch, as snackielicious as the study was.  Hard to believe, right? But the snackiefest was that fantastic.  Sorry Doctor Tushieman, but mom says I will be back on the diet wagon tomorrow and I promise I will do extra walkies to make up for it.











And I will be burning calories playing with this! My new squirrel buddy toyfriend, which I earned for my participation along with a writing pen that I let mom keep in her car cuz, well school is almost out and I do not want to see a pen again until September if u know what I mean. 

So that was my Friday, and I am Baxter your roving rover reporter wishing you a super satisfying Saturday!!

Saturday, May 12, 2012

tin men










dear diary,
guess what!!  yesterday i met opie and andy taylor, u know, from the andy griffith show,  but boy are they nothing like i thought they would be - in fact i think they might be robots, which would be really cool, but i think they have been standing outside for so long that they rusted stiff, just like the tin man. so next time we go to the park i think i will try to remember a can of oil and see if that helps, bcuz i really want opie to take me to his fishing hole and i can help him dig for worms.

anyhoo my walkie was very nice and i hope u had a nice walkie too!

toodley-doo!!
b. :)

Monday, May 7, 2012

eat stink dog duk




Hey everybuddy, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter, reporting to you today about the weenie roast & adoption festival this past Saturday, which I didn't know was even happening til after me n duk duk set up our Stinko de Mayo Stinkebration.  So my first ever visit to the weenie roast was brief but very fun all the same because as you might imagine there was still plenty of stink to enjoy.  And I found a giant tray of what I think was weenie soup that totally wished I could have enjoyed too but mom said I had to choose between it or Stinko de Mayo so I told my tummy sorry and moved on bcuz I heard my friend Miss Mandy from The Green Olive Pet Company might be there and I wanted to say hi before we ran out of time.








Anyhoo, this is me, excited and happy to be standing line for what I thought was the Poopley's Believe It or Not Giant Poopie Snakes of the World exhibit.  Bcuz u know, shouldn't every weenie festival have that?















But, just like the fella behind me, I was very disappointed to find out it was only a line for buying tee shirts.  The tees were cool and my dad bought one but still, u know.  Giant Poopie Snakes of the World Exhibit...







Lucky for me I did not have to stay disappointed for very long because even though I never did run into Miss Mandy,  I ran into the giant box of kibble samples that Miss Mandy left for everybuddy and I got to take one.  I have not tried it yet but before u fall over in disbelief let me tell u where mom and dad took me next. 











YESSSsss, strawberries! And the best part? We really did not have to pick them bcuz the strawberry farm already had picked ones u could buy so while I stayed in the car with my dad, mom got us a gimungous flat and next thing u know we were all headed back home and yeah you know I had to rest up on the ride back because not only were we going to raise a lot of stink once I got home, but there was going to be lucha and everything. 




This is Baxter your roving rover reporter hoping you had just as wonderful a weekend! :)

Monday, January 9, 2012

i've pooped everywhere man

dear diary,
well diary, even though the trip back home was pretty boring, me n duk duk n chocobot n lil pink puppy are back home now safe n sound and can u believe we traveled over two thousand miles?  which is really cool becuz that means i have traveled over twelve thousand miles now, and duk duk thinks that means i've pooped practically everywhere on earth and so now for our new years resolution and thanks to some inspiration we found on the way back home, me n duk duk are going to try and send a poopie snake into outer space - u know, 2 like the moon or sumptin.  we both think it will be a lot easier and cheaper than trying to send a monkey like we tried to last year.

anyhoo, i hope i can stay awake in school today because me n duk duk are going to get up extra early to shine up my tushie bling cuz heck yeah u know all the kids are gonna wanna see.  and we might even try to charge admission because even though project poopie snakes in space will be cheaper than project monkeys in space, duk duk think it will still cost a tiny fortune so the sooner we start fundraising the better, dontchoo think?

toodley-doo!
b. :)


Monday, September 19, 2011

sunday drive


















ooo ooo r we going for riders?? sorry i cannot visit now.  i must pay attention to where we are going and sit very tall so the snackie lady can see me when we go thru the chik-fil-a drive thru!

- baxter, 4.75 years old,  on staying focused for his rideys but unaware that his favorite drive thru is closed on sundays. (but don't worry, he had a very fine time sniffing snackies at the pet store instead. :) )

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

wooty patootie






I remember last year when Robin and I started our journey to Bucktown and stumbled upon our first Goodwill Outlet.  We were looking for lodging for the night when I spied what I thought was a regular Goodwill store stuck in the corner of a decaying strip mall.  Lodging could wait, we agreed. 

And as you might imagine, our lives were forever changed by what I can only describe as a magical visit to the island of misfit toys.  Second chance stuff from other Goodwills, sold for pennies by the pound.  Yeah, you know we would be visiting these places again.

Today, a tiny peekypoo at some of the scores from our return visit, mixed in with a scores from other thift stores we visited as well on our way home.  So many places, so little time and space.  And yet I am pining four our next by the pound adventure.

next time mom, can u find a scooby doo for duk duk too?? :)


Sunday, May 1, 2011

still life

dear diary,
yippee! it turns out i am visiting my auntie robin and her family and u know what that means - kitty treats of a most delicious kind! well, i am hoping so but i see they put the treasure box way up high and boo hoo that means i cannot serve myself. anyhow do not let this picture fool u, i am having a wonderful time.  but mom kinda thought this picture was cool and so it is my picture of the day.  that is kerny, honeybear n sammy's brother, u know, the one that was givin me the stink eye last time i visited.  we get along fine but in a i have to keep my distance sort of way, which is sorta why we do not look at each other.  it works pretty well though i am glad i have pictures of him so i can see what he really looks like.

anyhoo, today i think i am helping everybuddy paint a room! won't that be exciting? mom said i could help paint all the baseboards on accuont of how low i am.

i hope u r having a wonderful sunday!!

toodley-doo,
b :)



Saturday, April 30, 2011

little red riderboy





dear diary,
can u believe no sooner than me n duk duk turned off the tv after the royal kiss that mom packed me up for a really long ride?  i know we are going somewhere good cuz there is a lot of stuff in the car including my travel kennel.  where do u think we will be going? i am hoping to the kibble food factory cuz i hear u can sample everything at the end of the tour and u can even go for seconds! or if not there, then maybe mom will be taking me to the smithsonian cuz i hear they have  real dinosaur bones and when nobody is looking maybe i can snitch a lick or two.

well i guess i will find out soon enough, but for now, i suppose i will take me a little nap.  so, if u happen to see anything interesting, take a picture for me, will ya? 

toodley-doo!
b. :)

Sunday, January 30, 2011

rainbow connection

A picture from our wonderful walkies yesterday, complete with sunshine, rainbows, and my little pot of gold.





pot of gold? sheesh, mom. couldn't u call me a mega power transformatron or sumptin?? cuz i was thinkin aliens were totally gonna come out from that light and i was gonna stop em with my stink ray!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

knick knack paddy whack

It has been eons since the little kielbasa has been out for a bit of socialization , and it showed the moment we walked into the pet store yesterday.

brip! skitter. browf! sniff. bow wow wow 2 u, daycare doggies behind the glass! yikes - what was that noise?? i'm keepin my tail tucked. training, what training? that was years ago. let's get outta here now please! i'll lead the way, mom, and i will cover us with my barking!

The little kielbasa's protests resonated as we walked throughout the store, the echoes making it seem like there were a growing battalion of noisy wiener dogs.

Sigh. There was no way I was going to let tiny chumley leave the store in such a state, yet the lunchtime kibble I brought wasn't enough of a lure to get Baxter settled and focused.

And then we came upon the aisle of plenty.





ooooooo. brip. well if u - sniff sniff - okay, hang on a sec. bwoof! okay, i'll take this one. and i can totally carry it myself, see mom?.




We sauntered pass the little white fluffy dog with nary a peep. Stood silently by the fish tanks while we waited for the Jack Russell Terrier and his mom to check out. Ignored the cooing crowd who wanted to admire Baxter's bone stogie carrying ways.

sorry. no time for barking. on a mission now, thanks. sniff ya later.



And this small dog went quietly home. :)

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

wiener dog festival 2010






Hey, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting to you again today from the wienerdog festival. The weather here is really nice and you know what that means, tons of doxies and their humans showed up! Now, any self respecting doxie knows that there are three things every dog should do at gatherings like this.













1) Smell butts - lots and lots of butts!












2) Ignore everybody who wants to pet you and search the floor for delicious dropped edibles!











3) Bark your head off! Yeah, that was me between barks.








Now accomplishing all three tasks effectively doesn't always leave a lot of time for other things, but if you're super efficient, there are plenty of other things you can do to keep your human happy at the festival. Like parade them around in the costume contest (this year a skunk dog won but there were so many cute costumes I am sure it was hard to choose), take them thru an obstacle course(hardly anybody wanted to go thru the tunnel, can u believe it??), and let them watch you bob for hot dogs! Yep, that's right, hot dogs! I kinda missed that part on account of my overindulging on step 3 a little bit too much, but I heard it was really fun and tasty too! And oh yeah, there's best trick, and longest doxie, and oldest doxie, and doxie who traveled the farthest to get there, and all sorts of stuff. And even raffle baskets - that's where the duds my mom donated, boy with the dragon tattoo and mission missoni, ended up. Mom was so busy chit chatting and not taking pictures that she didn't get to see who won the baskets, but she sure hopes the lucky winners find a happy hound who can wear them!

Now the best part about having been to this festival before is that u can catch up with old buddies and make new ones! Like my neighbor buddy Pretzel, who had lots of fun with the obstacle course, and little Zelda, so much bigger now and so cute in her crayon costume that her mom made her! Zelda almost won musical sit but she was runner up, which is still pretty good in my book, especially with all the commotion goin on. And of course I met up with Cricket n Pepper (ha, mom only got a fuzzy picture of half of that fun pair, and she blames it on me for the barkin!), and Lily and Marshall. And there met up with new buddies Caesar n pumpkin dog (I don't remember her name but her butt smelled wonderful!) and a little blue that I thought might be Charlie but u know the harness was pink so maaaybe not now that I think of it. And tons of other fun doxies and their humans - so many I sorta lost track but I was so glad to meet each and every one of them!



Whew. Well believe it or not I was super tuckered out from the festival, so if you're looking for a good way to tire out your own little wiener dog, I'd say this is totally one super fun way to do it. This is Baxter your roving rover reporter, hoping to see you at your next wiener dog festival! :)

Monday, October 11, 2010

the paw paw trail

Hello, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting to you today from my walkies to the park. Now, I have to tell you this walkies wasn't anything like I thought it was going to be, cuz mom said something about how when we got there, we'd be picking up somebody named Nick, and I was like, what, who's this guy named Nick and who'd pick him anyway? Pick Nick? That totally sounded like a campaign slogan, and I'm too young to vote. Anyhoo, I tried my best to look for him, but I never did see this guy Nick. Still we managed to have a very fine time without him and I got to see like a jillion and one squirrels. Mom n dad had a fine time too, eating lunch at one of Nick's tables. Me, I was way too distracted by all the squirrel action to eat, especially since we walkied on a new trail - one that sounded like it was designed just for doggies like me, but boo hoo, the paw paw they were referring to was actually a plant or sumptin. It was still pretty nice so I can't complain. We must have walkied like a good three miles!

Well, I have to cut this report short because Duk Duk just told me he overheard mom talking about giving me a bath. If any of you can recommend a good hiding place, I'd be most appreciative. This is Baxter your roving rover reporter hiding out.

Saturday, October 2, 2010

jet carrier landing









wheee! i'm all clear to land on the uss enterprise!

Sunday, May 16, 2010

the craft fair








Well hello there, it's me, Baxter, your roving rover reporter reporting to you today from the crafts fair. It's early morning so luckily it's cool out and the foot traffic isn't too bad. Which is great for a little dog like me.














What's not so great though? All the art and crafts are waay up high so there's not much for me to check out down here where I am. I'm a little perturbed about that, cuz all I got to report about is the pavement. Oooh - I spy some chalk. Hee, I'll show them.







Yeah that's right. Baxter was here. And here, too! Um, yeah, so anyways, don't feel too bad for me because even though I can't enjoy looking at the stuff everybody made, I get to enjoy all sorts of little kids who come up to say hello. And you know what that means. That's right, sticky fingers that taste like ice cream and food!





So letting little kids pet me and shake my hand isn't too bad a gig for my meal. Nothin like the hoops I usually gotta jump through anyways. Plus you know what? Even big people come up to say hi. Mostly it's people who have doxies of their own, so I totally love meeting up with them. Speaking of which, hi lovely ladies from Georgia! Yeah, that's right, I'm talking to the three lovely pups I saw on your mom's phone. I can't believe your moms read my blog and that one of your moms actually ran into me here!








So anyways, that's it here from the craft fair. A lot of fun even if there is no popcorn on the floor and no squir - whoa, what's that I spy over there?


















A tree!


















Pardon me, I must cut my report short so I can free this tree from squirrels. This is Baxter, your roving rover reporter wishing you the happiest of Sundays.

Oh wait, what? Oh yeah, mom got a really cool cuff bracelet. Okay see ya!

Sunday, April 18, 2010

into the rodent hole






Hey, it's me, Baxter your roving rover reporter reporting to you today from a field on a farm. That's right, a farm. You see, today I am going to try this thing called earthdogging. I don't really know much about it, so how bout we learn together?

Now, I'm standing here in front of a sign that says IQ and if you're thinkin what I'm thinkin, fuhgeddaboudit. This ain't no smart test. IQ means Introduction to Quarry. Not like where you dig for rocks, but like, stuff you hunt, like bunnies. Or more precisely, rodents. Rats. In a cage. And this introduction ain't no meet n greet with everybody wearin nametags, if ya know what I mean.






So these rats I'm talking about are in a cage at the end of a wooden tunnel that is buried on three sides, with the top being mostly covered in hay and plywood. In Intro to Quarry, the goal is for a dog like me catch the scent of the rats, go into the 10 ft long right angled tunnel to reach the cage, and stay interested in the rat cage for like 30 seconds, all in under two minutes. Moms can talk but they can't touch, and really, they should stay behind the stick line though at this stage in the game, if encouragement is necessary, the judges allow it, cuz u know, at this stage it's all about the learnin.





I'm seventh in line so I have some waiting to do. Lucky for me there are some doxies to mingle with - these wirehaired minis came from 6 hours away just to be here, can u believe it? But there are also other sorts of dogs here, mostly terriers like westies and cairns, but there this one dog that looks like a lamb. Everyone wants to call him a bedlington but me, I just wanna bark at him, which is why there's no picture of him.









Well that was fast! It's my turn now and I've just been informed that I must do this in the buff. So, uh, ladies and gents if you would just ignore anything you don't usually see, let's go inside the pen, shall we? Ahh yes, there's the hole, but there are soooo many interesting things to smell around here in this small fenced in area, who cares about that hole?





Whoops well I guess my mom does so, let's check it out, shall we?






Well, it's dark in here..no bunnies...and i dunno what rats smell like so i can't say for sure if they're in here...yuck i think i just ran into a spider web...ya know this tunnel would be a lot more interesting if there were rawhide in it. good thing i know how to shimmy backwards cuz there's not much here to see, nosirree. i dunno why anyone would really wanna go in here, sheesh...






Ahh fresh air. I guess we're done here then, right? What's that, Miss Judge Lady? Do I wanna sniff the rats anyway? Yeah sure I guess...
















Ooooh, is THAT what was at the end of the tunnel? My spidey senses are tingling all over! Maybe next time I WILL go thru that tunnel all the way to the end! I totally gotta go to the next practice event.

This is Baxter your naked ribbonless roving rover reporter wishing you a happy earth and earthdog day.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

my new doxie treasure + i heart randy and john

So many goodies at the flea market on Saturday, thanks in large part to appearances of my favorite vendors, Randy and John, two buddies whose paths sometimes intersect as they each travel the country selling their tarnished treasures. It's always a treat to run into them, catch up with all their travels, and of course score all sorts of goodies!

First, a collage of pictures of the things didn't manage to make their way into my trunk, though I certainly wished they could have. Most are tempting treasures from Randy's booth, though the radiators are from a different vendor. Ooo the old radiators... the pair should be married up with an old narrow door to make for an extremely coolio sofa table or tall desk. I didn't even ask the price for fear of being tempted.



No pictures yet of my entire haul, but a peek at the palm sized doxie treasure I scored from John. Tiny chumley wasn't particularly impressed with this inedible thing, but he was happy nevertheless with his own scores for the day. As always, tidbits of popcorn snitched off the ground, and a fine time relaxing on the bench under the shade of an old oak tree with his dad.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

apron strings and other things

Some cheery finds from this weekend's flea market foray. Vintage aprons for a dollar each, in colors that make me wonder what the rest of the hostess's outfit looked like when she greeted her guests wearing apron and all. Tarnished religious medals, that I always find so infinitely cool in their detail and workmanship.






And swell piece of doxie art, the image of which I show here because tiny chumley was way more interested in standing on the picture than standing by it.

"Why look at him when u can look at me?," Baxter wanted to know,"And more importantly, when are we going back to the flea market again??"

Monday, March 22, 2010

to market, to market, sniffety-sniff

2010 marks the start of the third year of Baxter's life with us. So many things that were once novel for the little kielbasa are now part of the habits of his life. Tanning his tummy. Hanging with his homies at the dog park. Posing, for yet another picture in his very well documented life. In all these things and more, Baxter happily engages as part of the familiar life into which he has settled.

So it came as no surprise that Baxter immediately recognized where we were when we pulled into the parking lot yesterday. The flea market, or as tiny chumley apparently remembers it, the magical place with an abundant supply of food to find on the ground.

Tiny chumley jauntily made his way across the asphalt as we wandered from the parking lot to the market area, nose twitching with excitement while he held his tail upright, letting it bob back and forth in unison with his bouncy walk. So many things to smell, so many opportunities for tummy fortunes.

The closer we got to the market, the closer his nose moved to the ground, where it stayed for most of our time there, save for the occasional distraction at a higher level.

Top on Baxter's sniff list, two friendly doxies. Charley, a deep rich red handsome mini a year younger than Baxter who was also a rescue, and Abby, a long haired sweet red mini maybe a mix who was doxie shy, whose original owner never came to pick her up from the lady who was sitting her. And who now lives happily with two cats and her new mom.

Baxter also spied a fire engine in which he would have fit perfectly, had we not already gotten him last year's rusty treasure. A project still on the to do list, though both of us are happy admiring it where it currently sits, above one of my many fabric shelves with a vintage Baxter license plate leaning against it.

Of course, by the end of our visit it goes without saying that Baxter did make a few scores of his own while I made mine. Tiny bits of popcorn for my satisfied pup, who must surely have pigeon in his ancestry, whilst I made off with a few delights that I'll share in tomorrow's post.

All in all, fine way to spend a Sunday, I do declare.