A small gesture
Chester and I don’t discriminate – everybody gets a smile whether they return one or not. Everyday – everyone. We’ve been smiling at one old fart for months – if we’re close enough we even say ‘good morning’. And for all these months we’ve been totally ignored, absolutely invisible – until today. We’d decided the old fart was […]
A bullet dodged
My little old dog gave me quite a fright yesterday, thankfully the day ended happily but I’m still rattled. I made a promise back in the day that I would never let a pet of mine suffer – I thought I was going to have to make good on that promise. I lucked out at the vet’s […]
One more second chance
Nothing rouses me from sleep faster than the sound of a dog threatening to barf on the bedroom carpet – the anticipation of last night’s supper making a second appearance is a real motivator to jump out of bed. It’s a great way to start the day. As always, the offending creature is miraculously cured […]
The Breakfast Club meets The Frisbee Dog
Chester and I have discovered that White Rock has a resident flock of Canada Geese – noisy honkers who seem to have moved to the beach front without invitation or consideration. These geese have a breakfast club which convenes at the white rock on the daily. We’ve noticed the gathering varies in size from day to […]
Party Poopers
The pilot project allowing dogs on the promenade is going well, according to the people walking the dogs. But as with most parties this one has a pooper (actually more than one pooper). These poopers are consumed with the parties doing the pooping and are kicking up a stink in the local newspaper and at […]
What the doodle
I like all types of dogs – I’m a confirmed dog lover, big ones, little ones, purebred or mutt, I love them all. I’ve enjoyed the company of a wide assortment of four-legged companions over the years but only recently have I had anything to do with doodles. I’m to understand that a doodle […]
Walking the walk
There seems to be a mixed reaction to the pilot project allowing leashed dogs to partake in a walk with their human on the White Rock promenade. The trial period started on Tuesday with much fanfare and local media to document the event – my thirteen year old Boston Terrier even scored five seconds of […]
The Face of Innocence
So I guess while Olive and I were road tripping across the province Chester was back at home making a poor impression. Ches has never complained about the accommodations at the kennel before, in fact the last time I dropped him off he was excited and never even said goodbye – nary a backwards glance […]
The Parking Lot
Dogs are not allowed on the promenade – the beautiful cobbled boardwalk meandering beside the sea is sanctioned for humans only. The parking lot is the closest my four-legged friends and I are permitted to get to the shores of the bay. We are not alone in our banishment, there are scores of other dog […]
Miles and smiles
We are marking six weeks in our new digs, the dogs and I are getting into the groove of condo living and life at the beach. We aren’t getting off to the super early morning starts anymore – the daily six AM dog party in the unit above us has become old hat – we […]