Like I said earlier, with the weather being nicer, Tom has been taking for walks more often.
The problem is, he has this new found fascination with turtles. We have been tip-toeing down to these two ponds at Nolde Forest. One is called the "Painted Turtle Pond," and the other is called the "North Pond."
Both have quite a few turtles in them, but Tom keeps telling me "to be quiet." I hate that. If I had my way, I'd be in that pond and chasing down those turtles. The same goes for the geese. What's the big deal?
Finally, after snapping a few of his precious photos, I get to run around and snoop around the forest a little for myself.
If you ask me, that new camera he got has gone to his head. He's thinks he's a hot shot photographer or something.
Hopefully, it's a phase he's going through, and he'll get over it eventually. He doesn't even take that many pictures of me any more. If he did, maybe it wouldn't be so bad.
Nothing else new, I guess. I just want to go on one of those long hikes where I can really scope things out. Besides, I need the exercise. I have to be able to get down to my swimming weight for the summer. Maybe we'll even go visit that hot girl dog, Abbey, over at the horse farm. There we can run around to our hearts content.
Oh well, time for another nap. I think I'll go dream about Abbey......
Woof! Woof!
Stanley
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Stop and smell the roses...
Bow Wow! It's been a long time since I wrote my blog. Tom has been so busy, you know. If it's not making pierogies, it's some other thing.
I must say, he has been taking me on walks more often, these days. I don't know if he has more time, or if it's just because the weather has been nicer.
Most of the time, we go to our favorite spot, Nolde Forest. The other day we saw a bunch of turtles at the Painted Turtle Pond, there. We saw loads of them. Tom wouldn't let me go in the water, though. I don't know why not?
A few times we have gone to the park over in Wyomissing. That place is pretty huge also. It's a lot different than Nolde. I really have to be on my leash there. They have signs, you know. I hate that. I can really sniff to my heart's content when I can roam on my own.
Tom was watching some dog program on TV the other day, and I heard the guy say that when us dogs hang our heads out the window of a car we are looking at the entire world through our nose. That's true, you know. I love to take in all the different smells.
When Tom takes me out in the yard I could just stand there an smell and smell and smell. Actually, sometimes I do. I think it annoys him.
I smell the grass. I smell the flowers. I smell the fence where the neighbor's dog, Eddy, took a pee. I smell for old bones I buried. I smell this. I smell that. I smell everything. They say our sense of smell is 80 times greater than a human's. That can be quite a skill.
Along the trail sniffing and smelling can really come in handy. I can smell when a field mouse or squirrel has been by lately, or whether a Spaniel or a Great Dane has passed through.
They also say that our ancestors, the wolves, have been known to mark a territory from 100 to 300 square miles. That's a lot of turf!
Tom also gets mad when I roll in something I've found on the ground. In case you didn't know it, that's to pick-up a scent that let's other dogs know where I've been. Bet you didn't know that!
My advice to you, stop and smell the roses, or anything else for that matter.
Well, I think I hear the vacuum cleaner running, so, I think I'll go take it's head off. I hate that thing! Grrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrrrrrr!
See ya later!
Ruff! Ruff!
Stanley
I must say, he has been taking me on walks more often, these days. I don't know if he has more time, or if it's just because the weather has been nicer.
Most of the time, we go to our favorite spot, Nolde Forest. The other day we saw a bunch of turtles at the Painted Turtle Pond, there. We saw loads of them. Tom wouldn't let me go in the water, though. I don't know why not?
A few times we have gone to the park over in Wyomissing. That place is pretty huge also. It's a lot different than Nolde. I really have to be on my leash there. They have signs, you know. I hate that. I can really sniff to my heart's content when I can roam on my own.
Tom was watching some dog program on TV the other day, and I heard the guy say that when us dogs hang our heads out the window of a car we are looking at the entire world through our nose. That's true, you know. I love to take in all the different smells.
When Tom takes me out in the yard I could just stand there an smell and smell and smell. Actually, sometimes I do. I think it annoys him.
I smell the grass. I smell the flowers. I smell the fence where the neighbor's dog, Eddy, took a pee. I smell for old bones I buried. I smell this. I smell that. I smell everything. They say our sense of smell is 80 times greater than a human's. That can be quite a skill.
Along the trail sniffing and smelling can really come in handy. I can smell when a field mouse or squirrel has been by lately, or whether a Spaniel or a Great Dane has passed through.
They also say that our ancestors, the wolves, have been known to mark a territory from 100 to 300 square miles. That's a lot of turf!
Tom also gets mad when I roll in something I've found on the ground. In case you didn't know it, that's to pick-up a scent that let's other dogs know where I've been. Bet you didn't know that!
My advice to you, stop and smell the roses, or anything else for that matter.
Well, I think I hear the vacuum cleaner running, so, I think I'll go take it's head off. I hate that thing! Grrrrrrrrrr! Grrrrrrrrrrr!
See ya later!
Ruff! Ruff!
Stanley
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