Greetings from Niagra

One thing a lot of folks don't know is that if you live in the midwest, you have to drive to your vacations. Forget jumping a quick plane ride. The "Ohio" thing to do is to take a road trip. So...my parents decided to join the midwest norm and drive to Toronto for a little R and R and some auto biz for Dave. While I was left at home, I heard that Dave got stuck in the most awesome thunderstorm he has ever seen and the family headed to Niagra Falls, again. You see, Erin and Grammie Barbara had taken the kid there back in April but Erin wanted to go again...hoping it wouldn't rain this time. Bingo...the only water coming from the sky was from the falls. Greetings from Niagra!

Baby in a Box

Can you believe that it is already September? I can't. It seems that life is just flying by. Last week Harley caught a rabbit, ate it and then got a little sick...nice, huh. Oh, but you probably don't really care what Harley is up to. I am sure you are wondering what is up with the kiddo. Well, she is extremely independent and into EVERYTHING. This is great for a dog, especially when she figures out how to get into the snack cabinet. Her favorite toy these days, well...there are two...a popper that she chases me around the house with...and....a wine box. Peek a BOO, baby in the box!

Who's Your Farmer?

Greetings from o-H-I-o.  Thought I would over pronounce the word "hi" since that is all the kid says these days.  We can not go anywhere without her trying to strike up a conversation with someone.  Anyway, I ask you..."Who's Your Farmer?".  Do you even know?  The the past few weeks we have been getting an enormous amount of fruits and veggies at our house because my mom (thanks to her pal Gayle) joined this new fangled thing called a "CSA" or Community Supported Agriculture.  The CSA joins the farmer with the customer to create a season of yummy food.  It is good for the consumer, good for the farmer and even better for the environment.  Do you know what a carrot that doesn't have to travel 100s of miles tastes like...well....let me tell you...pure heaven!  Get to know your farmer...you can find ours at www.sharedlegacyfarms.com .

Dear Squeaky Ball

You see, my squeaky ball is my pride and joy. When I can get my teeth around it (my parents put it away sometimes because it can get very annoying)  I squeak it all throughout the house. But...lately....I have found myself sharing my ball with baby Cambria. I do share but I am not exactly happy about it. When I get jealous, I try to steal her purple bumpy ball or red kick ball. However, I just can't open my mouth wide enough to get them in my teeth. My dear squeaky ball, please come back to me.

Festival D'écrevisses!

Jaillissent mes amis, aujourd'hui ce peu de weiner allemand vous ont obtenu à un petit Cajun tout. Malheureusement, j'ai obtenu très peu de ces petits crawdads dans mon oesophage aujourd'hui. Nous avons eu quelques amis plus d'et avons eu un grand mangeant quelques bons vieux bogues de bayou. Appréciez l'eck d'images… mes maux d'estomac un peu.

You've Got Mail

Greetings from Ohio.
The other day a package arrived from Grammie Barbara in California. Do you think there was ANYTHING in there for me? Of course not! I guess that I have lost my status as #1 Grand-Dog. Anyway, Grammie sent some silly outfits for the kid and a flashy card. Cambria loved the card so much, she was running around the house giving it kisses. Doesn't she know that sparkelly butterflies aren't real? Only Harley chases after sparkelly objects. Let's hope next time Grammie B tells me, "You've got Mail"....hint, hint!

A Zoo To Do- Take Two

Last weekend in Ohio was very FUN! Mom's best friend Kelly and her family came to visit for a few days. I got some quality "Kelly Time" and I was one happy dog. While they were here, everyone headed to mom's favorite Toledo haunt, the Toledo Zoo. Cambria and Andrew played in the stream, built a dam, ate the rocks (or at least tried) and sat in the water. They also climbed the bee hive and ran around the rain forest. We will just call it a Zoo-To-Do-Take-Two.
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Bagel Baby

So, I don't know how many of you heard but I have to go on a diet. The vet here in Ohio thinks I am "a little heavy". He told my dad that I had to lay off of the treats and absolutely no people food. Well, how is that fair. The kid gets to eat whatever she wants and usually, I have whatever she decides she doesn't want. This weekend, instead of feeding the kid breakfast in her high-chair (where I can get her left-overs) my parents took a long walk up to the local bagel store and had breakfast there instead. I wish I could be a bagel baby...in mean....bagel weenie.

Here Fishee, Fishee

Greetings from Ohio. I know, I know...it has been a while since my last post. I have been quite busy. Remarkably, the summer has been really nice. We are having the coolest July since 1871. It was only 69 degrees today. In my spare time, I have been watching the kid grow like a weed and plotting how I am going to catch a koi fish from our back pond. Here fishee, fishee....here fishee, fishee....

Shakin' My Tale Feather

So...while Frank is busy chasing the local critters and birdies outside....I have taken over his blog. You see, he doesn't have time to keep up his weekly posts these days so I am helping him out.

Today, was Father's Day. I thought I would post a message to my papa with pictures of me shakin' my tale feather in the new dress my dad bought me for my b-day. You see, one of my FAVORITE things to do is dance around the living room with my daddy to cuban and reggae music. Happy Papa Day, Daddy.

Love,
Your #1 Tale Feather Shaker