Can you imagine how scary it would be if big Great Danes like us dressed up like Ghost Dogs? Bwahahaha…
♥Behr Behrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr…………
Don’t worry, I haven’t disappeared. 
Mom’s getting around on her four legs pretty well now, and can even hobble a little bit on two! She goes to a place called “physical therapy” for several hours a day. I haven’t gotten to go there yet, but I don’t think I really want to. She said they just make her do lots of exercises that hurt. No thanks, I’ll just get my exercise with Dad instead!! Besides, I’m a puppy princess, and I only do things that are fun.
Dad and I have become quite a team lately, going new places, exploring and playing. He used to not have as much time with me, but since Mom got hurt and had her surgery, Dad’s been the one taking me exploring. That’s one of the good things that have happened because Mom got hurt, I guess. I always did wish Dad could do more things with me, and now he does. In fact, Dad does EVERYTHING with me because Mom can’t even take me for walks or anything. I kinda feel sorry for Mom, tho. Sometimes she goes for little walks with Dad and I, but she has to use her crutches, so it’s a lot slower than I usually walk. Other times, she sits and watches us play and I think that’s kinda hard for her. It’s ok, someday Mom and I will get to play together again. After all of this that she has gone through, I don’t think she’ll ever take me to a dog park again, though. She said that was a really, really expensive trip to the dog park that we had that day in June It scares people when she goes places and they see her and find out her injuries happened in the dog park. Obviously that kind of thing doesn’t happen to everyone, but it’s good to be aware that it can happen, and to keep an eye on all of the doggies that are playing there.
Tonight Dad and I were out on a walk and playing when we heard a big splash in some water. Of course, I rushed right over to see who had jumped in the water Boy was I surprised to see some kind of strange puppy named “Raccoon” looking up at me!! Dad wouldn’t let me chase him, tho. We didn’t have a camera with me, so I found this photo on the internet to show you what he looked like. Dad told me this “puppy” likes to wash his food in water before eating it. Now that’s ridiculous!! I eat stuff off the ground all the time without washing it, and I’m just fine.
Besides, it would take me forever to eat if I had to wash all of my food. That’s probably why the raccoon puppy was so small compared to me, ’cause he wastes too much time playing with his food in the water instead of gulping it down like me. Silly puppy.
♥ Behr Behr , Dad’s hiking/exploring/raccoon chasing puppy:)
Good news about my cousin, Zeus! Remember how I said that when we helped Zeus’s family move, he was really sad and was howling when he got to his new home? Well, not only did he get a big, new house with a park in his back yard, he also has fluffy white stuff that falls from the sky, just for him!
The whole time Zeus lived here in Cali. near me, he had this silly thick coat on. I think he kept it on because his fur parents gave it to him, and he figured that by leaving it on they might see him one day and recognize him or something. I kept telling him to take it off and put on his short one, like I have, but he never did. We don’t need thick coats where we live. Besides that, his coat was always falling out all over the place, as a subtle hint to him that it just wasn’t right to wear it all year. He never got the hint, tho.
In his new home, about a 200 hour drive from my house (remember? roads and trees, roads and trees…), he is getting this cold white stuff pretty often now. While his humans have to go out and buy all this special stuff to wear so that they’re not freezing, his built in coat is perfect. Suddenly, he has discovered what the thick fluffy coat was for!!! Oh my gosh, he is a totally different dog in the white stuff!! He zooms around like some kind of wild puppy in the stuff (not that I would know what a wild puppy acts like or anything….)
Take a look….
♥ Behr Behr, the sleek and shiny one
(not the red stuff you put on hamburgers, either)
I wanted to show you the photos of our last camping trip before mom’s surgery. Unfortunately, it rained really really hard, so we didn’t get as many pictures. Mom also didn’t take any pictures of the mushroom I ate right before she and Dad made me throw up a whole bunch. That’s what the v-e-t said to do when they called from the top of the mt. where we were. (In case you didn’t know, hydrogen peroxide makes dogs throw up REALLY fast!) Mean ol’ v-e-t. I can’t believe she told Mom and Dad to do that to me!! Well,I learned not to eat mushrooms anymore, that’s for sure!!!!
Here are my pictures, taken when it wasn’t raining
And one of my favorites….me and Dad on top of the world together Well, it feels like it when I’m with him, anyhow.
So, after much barking and pleading I finally convinced Mom to help me communicate with all of my friends again. I missed all of you a bunch, and am SO looking forward to making the rounds to visit you again and see what you are up to!! Thank you for your patience while Mom needed the time off. I am so thankful for such great friends like you!!!!!
Meanwhile, let’s just pick up where WE left off….
When Mom got hurt at the dog park (which led to her surgery), we were just getting ready to leave on a trip to help Zeus’s family move to another state. Zeus is my cousin and one of my bestest friends. Well, at least I thought he was my best friend until he moved and got all grumpy with me. Keep reading to find out what I mean
We went through 3 states to get to Zeus’ new home, so it was a long, long, long, long, long ride. I think it took about 1.375 years (in dog years) to get there. Not only that, but some of us even drove other people’s cars to get there. That’s really weird to me. Dad drove a really, really big moving truck, Mom drove a big van, and my aunts and uncles drove cars.
All the humans all had little radios that they were chatting and laughing on all the way out there. It’s like they had a “human’s only radio club” or something, laughing and talking non-stop. They said that was good because sometimes we were in mts. where the cell phones didn’t work. Whatever. All I know is that they weren’t even nice enough to remember that Zeus and I didn’t have any way to bark to each other, so we felt really left out.
Here’s a picture of Zeus in his car.
Zeus seemed ok with the whole long drive for some reason. I, on the other hand, was totally, completely, and thoroughly bored to tears. It didn’t take long before I realized that THIS trip was going nowhere fun. No beach, no park, no sniffy class, no camping. Nothing to look at all day but trees and roads and cars. 
The silly humans were all excited about seeing pretty views and fun things on the trip. All I saw was boring old roads and trees. Well, ok, they did actually stop once in a while in some park like places that were pretty, but for some reason we weren’t allowed to run all over the place. We had to stay on leashes. Here are some photos of the pretty park-like places, but please note how longingly I’m looking at all of that empty grass that I wanted to run and play in. They still never got the hint and let me run free, even tho I gave them the saddest looks I could possibly make.
I even got to see a river at one of the park places, but I wasn’t allowed in the water. You’d think we were at a museum or something!
Well, I guess to be totally fair, I should tell you that Mom and Dad DID let me do one of my favorite things in the whole universe…SNIFFING!!! Oh yeah, NOW you’re talking my kinda fun!
OK, so maybe it wasn’t TOTALLY boring, and Mom and Dad weren’t trying to mean to me or something. I wish I could have spent hours sniffing the new places, but right when I got really into it they would put me back in the silly car and start driving again.
I figured that when we got to Zeus’ new home that things would be great again, so I tried to be patient with everybody. Wrong again.
When we got to Zeus’ new (temporary) home, Zeus suddenly acted like he didn’t even know me or something!!! I couldn’t even believe it!! No matter what I did to try to play with him and be nice, he would turn away from me or snap at me. I was starting to get really sad now. 
When he wasn’t ignoring me or snapping at me, he would just sit and stare at the door like he wanted to go back to his old house, sometimes even howling like he was sad and crying or something..
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Finally, Mom sat down and talked to me and told me that Zeus was just really scared and not trying to be mean to me on purpose. She told me that when he was a little pup, he had been abandoned for a long, long time and that he was probably afraid . He still had his family, but his heart remembered how scared he was as a little puppy when he was left in a strange place all alone. As she was talking, little puppy tears were starting to leak from my eyes.
I felt a lot better after she explained all of this to me. She assured me that the next time I would go back to visit Zeus, he would have a big new house and yard for us to play in and we could be happy together just like old times. I decided to forgive him for ignoring me and that I would give him plenty of time to adjust to the changes he was going through.
Dad was so nice to take me to lots of dog parks so I could run around and play with some new doggie friends while we were on vacation! We also got to go for some really pretty walkies while we were there. Yay!!!
Look how pretty the bike and hiking trails were by Zeus’ new home..
Boy was Zeus ever going to LOVE these trails when he calmed down!!!! He’s one lucky dog to live here!
Another thing that was actually fun for me was seeing all of the millions of bunnies near Zeus’ new home. They were EVERYWHERE!!! Don’t worry, I’m not allowed to chase the bunnies at my house or here, but I AM allowed to sniff their trails (which I actually like even better!)
My mom likes this next picture, and since she’s nice enough to be helping me blog again, I’m letting her post it along with my photos. It’s a picture of my little human cousin. He’s my mom’s grandson (and Zeus’ human “brother”).
“Uh Oh Mom, look!…he’s getting my Hamlet toy from my den!”
Well, before long it was time to leave and drive through all of those boring states to come back home. I don’t know if I’ll ever get in a car again after this!!!
Here’s what the trip home was like, in my view, anyhow…
Roads and trees, roads and trees, roads and trees, roads and trees….
Yipee! I can get out and roll in the grass now????
What? I have to get back into the car already?!?
Then it was roads and trees, roads and trees all over again.
Somewhere on the way home between the roads and trees and the breaks in the parks that were just teasers, I decided to teach Mom and Dad a lesson about taking me on such boring road trips. I decided to chew up the seat belt that my harness was hooked into so that I could attempt an escape. Unfortunately, they caught me and were really unhappy about what I had done. The only other time I chewed up a seatbelt was when I was only about 12 weeks old and Dad was taking too long in Starbucks while I waited alone in the car. You’d think they would have gotten the point then, but I had to remind them on this trip.
Fortunately, after 3.45 years, we finally got home again. I don’t know if I’ve ever been so GLAD to see my house before!
For now, tho, I think I’ll just stay away from roads for a while. Trees are ok tho.
♥ Behr Behr, travel’n dog.
Note from Behr Behr’s mom: I happy to report that Zeus’ family got their new, permanent home, and Zeus is once again a very happy dog. He now has his very own private “park” in his back yard that is huge, with lots and lots of room for him to run and play.
Oops. First line should say Mom’s. It’s been so long since we’ve posted that my silly mom forgot to even do a spell check
I miss all of you, my friends!!! Sorry it’s been so long, but we’ve had a lot going on around here and my Mom hasn’t been able to post for me lately. I’m hoping she will get back to it soon, since I have about 394 things to tell you and about 7,122 cool pictures to post. I have been sneaking on Mom’s computer to read your blogs, but she usually isn’t around to comment for me, and I can’t type with my big paws.
Mom is finally going to have her surgery on Oct. 1st. She had to wait until her leg muscles were strong enough to support her knee while the grafts she has to have are healing. It’s going to be a pretty extensive surgery, and unfortunately, we still can’t have our walkies together for quite a while. I’m pretty sad about that.
I hope all of you have been having a great summer, with lots of fun activities. I wanted to show you a photo of my mom’s calendar. (sorry about the quality) Of course, you’ll notice that the princess puppy (that would be me) is in the center of the photo. My friend Wuki is the lifeguard, my friend Dusty is on the raft, and my cousin Zeus is chilling on the beach towel. Zeus is the one whose family we helped move to Colorado. He was so upset about moving that he pretty much ignored me when we got to CO., much like he’s doing in this photo. I’ll show you more photos of how he was acting as soon as I talk Mom into posting them. Hint, hint, Mom.
♥ Behr Behr, the fun in the sun puppy.
Honest, I didn’t mean to. Mom took me to the dog park to train me outside of the park. Then, because I was really good and there were only nice doggies in the dog park, she let me go inside and play with them. She was being really careful because when I was little I was attacked by mean dogs several times. Anyhow, I met some new friends and was having lots of fun running around with them, and in general, just being happy puppies.
While we were racing around, I decided to head back to Mom to check on her. All of my new friends were following me right on my tail. I was running fast because they were a lot bigger than me (!!) and I wanted to show them that being a lightweight (105 pounds) has it’s advantages. Anyhow, Mom was busy talking to her new friends and didn’t see us coming and we all crashed into her. It was kinda cool because I learned that when you hit Mom hard enough she actually knows how to fly! Wow! She flew right over our heads. I think my friends were impressed.
Mom wasn’t able to stand up for some reason, so I stayed right by her. I was worried about her because a bunch of people ran over to be near her and I didn’t know them, so I was staying by her so she would feel better.
Now Mom can’t walk very good, and she can’t even take me for walkies or play with me. Dad said I have to be extra careful around her for a long time. I miss our walkies!
Oh yeah, we were just getting ready to go on a trip to help our family out. Mom’s going to have to drive over 2,000 miles with her big boo boo, too. At least Dad will be there too, so he can play with me when we get there and at rest stops. He’ll be in a big truck and Mom in a car. The others in our family will be in more cars.
Mom said we probably will not be able to post any updates while we are gone, so this blog will be on vacation until we get back. I’m looking forward to telling you all about my lonnnnnnng trip when I get back, tho. This is my first time going on such a long trip.
♥ Behr Behr, at Mom’s side protecting her from more boo boos for now.
note from Behr Behr’s mom: the people at the dog park added up the dog’s weights and figured I got hit with over 400 pounds of fast moving fur coated football players Tackled by a line backer, maybe? Anyhow, I have partially torn all the tendons in my knee, and the MCL is partially torn loose from the tibia bone. Ouch, with a capital “O”. I’ll be getting it fixed after I get back (doc said they can’t do anything right now anyhow because of swelling and other issues). Meanwhile, I’m stuck in a metal brace and limping badly
We’ll update when we get back.
Behr Behr’s mom
