Did you notice blog rhymes with dog?

I have been a very good dog except I've not blogged in a while. A lot has happened since July of last year. First, the bad - Ma's Pops died suddenly on September 5th. He was 92 1/2 yrs old. Ma got real depressed but she's coming around. 

Pops and our neighbor Julie

 It was a bad year for people passing - this guy also died suddenly and unexpectedly. Ma and Pa went to his funeral.

The good old days with Martin

I go to LA sometimes - this is Venus, my girlfriend

He's XenoMax - the Welsh Springer that belongs to Margarita

The good news is that Ma loves her new job so I get to go to Pasadena with her on occasion. One day, she snuck me into her office on a weekend. We canines are not allowed on campus...hrrrrrumph!!

With Ma in her office - I got bored and tired, not to mention hungry.

I go out with Ma and Pa often

Me and Ma - the seals are no longer at Seal Rock Beach

I've experienced many changes in my short life. Now the seals don't seem to come back to Seal Rock anymore. It must be climate change.

Every Friday, I run at OB with my best buddy, Lucca

Life is short, even for you humans and shorter yet for us dogs. So, 'til my next misadventure, have fun and be safe,  live long and prosper!

Woe is Joe

I have been a good boy and I am now officially a hunting dog. Yes - I got my first squirrel, much to Ma's surprise. He was lollygagging around not far from where I was reposing in the yard in Pasadena. I sprung to action and...well...you can imagine the rest. There was much screaming on the part of Ma's friend so I dropped old Joe, as we named him, and was escorted back into the house. News of Joe's demise spread fast so now there are no more squirrels in the backyard.

Ma spends a lot of time in SoCal now and I went to visit and made new friends.

Karen and Puggles

I met Max - little Max, a Welsh Springer Spaniel like Mars

Max needs some training - from me!

A casual dinner! 

The cast - that's Mars with Margarita next to me and Carlotta

Ma and I were invited to Margarita's house so we invited Mars and Carlotta. We thought we were just going to play for a bit and come home but they had a splendid dinner laid out for the humans. I was in charge of keeping little Max out of trouble which was quite a job since he is only 8 months a a bundle of energy.  When things got out of control, Mars came and helped.

All in all, it has been an interesting summer. So, til my next misadventure, have fun, be safe and beware the Airedale if you be a squirrel like Joe.

the Merced River and Yosemite National Park

I have been a good dog and I got to go to Yosemite for the first time in my life. It was Pa's first trip as well. 

We took a roundabout way...

On our way -- Hwy 49 above Lake McClure. 

McCabe Flat Campground - me, in front of our tent

We camped on the banks of the mighty Merced

Pa paddled from the Hwy 140 bridge down past Ned's Gulch. At the takeout there was a very interesting looking snake. It's in the lower right quadrant just at the bottom edge of the photo. Bob went to take a look and it slithered away.

Bob went to check out a King Snake

That evening, Marshall led us downriver to North Fork Falls. That's one scary looking rapid.

We hiked to North Fork Falls 

Pa also ran the play section below Briceburg. Here he is getting launched in Split Rock.

Pa got launched in Split Rock

There was a nice surf wave in front of our campsite and the river ranger got a popup. Ma was lucky to catch that in this photo.

The river ranger got a nice pop-up

Pa practiced some of his rusty playboat moves and it didn't end well. He missed his roll, took a long swim and nearly lost his boat.

Pa in a surf wave across from our campsite

On Saturday, we drove into Yosemite National Park. The weather was dicey which made for great pics.That night was miserable for me. It rained hard and I had to sleep in the wayback of the car instead of outside of Ma and Pa's tent.

El Cap and Merced headwaters

Ribbon Falls and El Cap: Marshall had never seen
Ribbon Falls so full of water.

Upper Yosemite Falls

Classic Yosemite shot

Gathering clouds - it rained hard on us that night

Pa was enthralled as was Ma. She had not seen so many falls with so much water. They plan to come back and I hope I can come too! So, 'til my next misadventure, be good, be safe and if you rock the boat you better roll or you'll meet an ignominious end. 

Castle Crags

I have been a good boy and I got to go to Dunsmuir and Castle Crags in Northern Cali with Ma and Pa. It was my first camping trip.

Our car looked like a Pyranha kayak commercial

We had our own private creek next to our campsite

I figured out how to ford creeks

Slummin' it -- the wayback was my bed

Ma and I went hiking while Pa kayaked

 Ma and I drove to Castle Crags State Park but they wouldn't let me in since I'm a dog. Drat! So instead, we drove to the National Forest nearby to hike the Pacific Crest Trail. They don't mind dogs and it was free, which was great. Who wants to pay $8 just to hike, anyway?

Waiting for Ma - I try not to get too far ahead, in fact,
in new territory, I try to follow rather than lead

All the little creeks were running

 We were looking for some waterfalls but we took a wrong turn. It didn't really matter - it was a fun adventure with fabulous views.

A lot of snow up thar mountains

The Trinity Alps

On the hike back, we encountered a rattlesnake! Lucky for me, I was behind Ma since I prefer to follow rather than lead in unknown territory. The snake was in some dry leaves off the side of the trail and he gave us a good rattle. We knew there was one other hiker behind us so Ma and I waited for him to catch up. He had a hiking stick which he used to distract the snake while we took a detour behind him. Of course, Ma had me vaccinated for rattlesnake venom so that should buy me some time if I'm struck - an awful thought, nonetheless.

All in all, we hiked about 4 hrs. When we got back to camp, we had some ~splainin' to do since Ma forgot to tell anyone where we were going or when we were planning to get back. The next day, we did some sightseeing with Pa. This was Pa's first time this far north in Cali.

A view of the Crags 

North Fork Castle Creek

So, be good, be safe and 'til my next misadventure, shake, rattle and roll over Mr. Viper, we're passing through.

Poisoned, hospitalized, survived!

I have been a good dog but had a traumatizing experience lately. I somehow got poisoned playing up in the grassy area at Ft Miley on Thursday, April 28th. Pa took me for an early evening walk and I met a white, furry, Spitz like dog named Bocchi who I played with while Pa and Bocchi's humans hung out at the BBQ area by the bunker. We had never met them before. Bocchi and I had a grand time -- we ran, rolled in the grass and hunted gophers. We were not successful in finding any vermin. There was some skateboarding activity and I got really spooked. But, according to Pa, my reaction was over the top for I wouldn't come to him when he called and I looked and acted strangely. You know my recall is close to 100%. It took Pa some time to get me and soon, it was time to head back home.  Bocchi and his humans decided to walk with us. While walking down the hill towards El Camino del Mar and up Seal Rock Drive, Bocchi started acting funny. His rear end got real wobbly. He was having trouble walking. I wasn't feeling too good either, but you know us terriers. We keep our game face on. It was a warm evening and we managed to stumble home where I collapsed. Literally. I couldn't lift my head. I drooled. I somehow managed not to pee. My eyes kept rolling back. Bocchi didn't look so good, either. His head kept nodding off, like he was listening to a boring lecture, as my Ma described.

Ma immediately called my doctor, Dr. Griffin, of Spruce Veterinary Clinic. He told her to take me to an emergency room in San Mateo, but that is so far away so instead, Ma took me to Pets Unlimited, which is down the street from where Lucca lives on Fillmore and Washington. Lucca's Ma called ahead for us so when we arrived, they were waiting. They determined that we were somehow poisoned but could not figure out what it was. It was some kind of neurotoxin - a CNS depressant. We both had a fever, elevated lactate levels, normal liver and kidney profiles, and symptoms of lethargy, salivation, ataxia and Bocchi suffered incontinence. We were given an emetic so we both vomited. I had nothing to vomit but bile since I hadn't eaten since 7 AM and it was  6:30 PM. Bocchi apparently does not digest his kibble well so he did have something to throw up. Nothing looked like the culprit - no food, no pills, no mushrooms. The grass had been recently mowed so there is still the possibility that it was something the Park Service sprayed or used to kill gophers or vermin. They gave us a slurry of activated charcoal - I swallowed it but Bocchi couldn't. They also set us up with an IV drip and told our humans that we had to spend the night in the ICU, however, I was getting better. My lactate levels went to normal and my fever came down. I was still a bit ataxic but I had stopped drooling, which was a relief. Bocchi seemed to be getting worse, or, was not getting better.

It was scaaaaaaaarrrry! Do you  know, that was the first time I had spent the night without one of my humans since I moved here in Sept of 2009? During the night, Bocchi's humans came by and they called my Ma and Pa to let them know I was OK. The next morning, Ma and Pa came to get me. Bocchi got to go home as well but he wasn't back to normal.

I am happy to report, I survived. My poop looked like charcoal briquettes the next day and Ma thought that was funny. Bocchi but he took longer but did get better. I had a bad headache on Friday and I still feel a bit spooked but I'm back to normal and Ma took me to the beach today. Lucca's Ma was so relieved to see me she gave me one of her bear hugs. I have to say, I was extra happy to see them today after such trauma and we had a grand time at the beach.

So, all of you out there, 'til my next misadventure, have fun, BE SAFE, and that means:
1. Don't eat food from strangers that don't ask your humans permission.
2. No mushrooms. I don't care if they are pretty looking with little red caps.
3. Don't roll in herbicide treated grass.
4. Don't eat vermin if you are quick enough to get one.

As for you humans, here's some advice from my Ma:
1. Know where the closest ER is for you buddy - if the emergency is in the evening, your vet may not be available.
2. Keep some hydrogen peroxide handy. Not only does it disinfect, it's useful for inducing vomiting if you know what your buddy ate that was a bad idea. It's also very effective for skunk sprayings.
3. If ingestion of poison is suspected, activated charcoal is useful. They can be purchased in tablet form on-line. It's pretty harmless stuff so the quicker your buddy is treated, the better.

We played stalk the prey

We found a plushy toy duck

We really don't need to bring toys to the beach, there are

usually some we can steal from other people or we

find great ones like this!

I found a head on the beach