What in the world is going on? My Sunday is my Saturday. My Monday is my Sunday. And my Tuesday is my Monday? That means I just get more fun days with my Momma. It all started on Friday, that's the day my beautiful Mamma shared her birth with us.
Saturday, our plans were to fire up the Silver Taco (the Tacoma) and head out to the beach. We intended to run and burn off some calories. We did not expect there to be high winds and surf conditions making the normally expansive beach just a tiny strip, nor did we know my good friend Zeppelin would be joining us. We saw a rainbow, played in rain, then in bright sun. We played and played until it was time to go because Momma's feet were cold.
Today is Sunday. Last night I had overheard James chatting it up with Mamma about a road-trip to Florence, which is almost 50 miles north of us. I knew I would have a great time. I tend to have a lot of fun when we are away from home. And we did! My first encounter for the day was with a 90-pound, twelve-year-old golden retriever named Clancy. He works at a boutique called Splash selling women's apparel. I did my best to be on my best behavior because I wanted Clancy to see how great of a dog I am, and how I can be clam when the pressure is on, especially nose-to-nose.
Here I am with James looking out at the
Siuslaw River. You would never guess from this picture, but I am actually very camera shy.
Meet my new friend Bullet. He is a 10 week old Basset Hound and is just about the cutest little guy besides my brother Skuzum. We wanted to make sure he had all his shots before we came over to say hello, but I still kept my distance. It is great to see Bullet begin his socialization and be so open to new experiences. He came up to Momma just asking for love. I think Momma almost kidnapped him.
In conclusion, this has been a great first 75% of a three-day-weekend. Life on the Oregon coast is good. Live Happy!!!
Saturday, our plans were to fire up the Silver Taco (the Tacoma) and head out to the beach. We intended to run and burn off some calories. We did not expect there to be high winds and surf conditions making the normally expansive beach just a tiny strip, nor did we know my good friend Zeppelin would be joining us. We saw a rainbow, played in rain, then in bright sun. We played and played until it was time to go because Momma's feet were cold.
Today is Sunday. Last night I had overheard James chatting it up with Mamma about a road-trip to Florence, which is almost 50 miles north of us. I knew I would have a great time. I tend to have a lot of fun when we are away from home. And we did! My first encounter for the day was with a 90-pound, twelve-year-old golden retriever named Clancy. He works at a boutique called Splash selling women's apparel. I did my best to be on my best behavior because I wanted Clancy to see how great of a dog I am, and how I can be clam when the pressure is on, especially nose-to-nose.
Here I am with James looking out at the Siuslaw River. You would never guess from this picture, but I am actually very camera shy.
Meet my new friend Bullet. He is a 10 week old Basset Hound and is just about the cutest little guy besides my brother Skuzum. We wanted to make sure he had all his shots before we came over to say hello, but I still kept my distance. It is great to see Bullet begin his socialization and be so open to new experiences. He came up to Momma just asking for love. I think Momma almost kidnapped him. 
In conclusion, this has been a great first 75% of a three-day-weekend. Life on the Oregon coast is good. Live Happy!!!
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