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Digging through my puppy photos and had to laugh about this one. They thought chewing the branches off of trees was just a puppy phase….
Nope! Still love to prune all of the branches within my reach.
Since our yard stays well pruned (thanks to me!), I’ve branched out to pruning trees in campgrounds and on hikes.
I’m pretty sure I’m the world’s first tree trimming Dane.
Need some help with trees in your neighborhood?
E-mail me and I’ll pack my trunk up and rush right over, ok?
Don’t let the fact that a big black dog is in your back yard tree trimming, scare you either. My bark is worse than my bite.
Of course, the only thing I ever bite is branches anyhow 🙂
♥ Behr Behr, the tree trimming Dane 🙂
** For my wonderful international friends- “Tongue-Tied” is and American cliche that means to be so shy or surprised that you are speechless.
A little play on words with the “Wordless Wednesday theme. 🙂
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Mom and I went through my baby photos today and found this silly picture.
When I was little, I got into EVERYTHING, all the time.
For Mom and Dad to eat dinner in peace, they would put me in my crate and shut the door.
I would do my bat imitation to get their attention.
Worked every time. I just hung my nose on the cage and here’s how it looked-
For comparison, here’s a real bat-
(bat photo source:http://animals.nationalgeographic.com/animals/mammals/common-vampire-bat/)
Pretty good imitation, huh?
Yikes! I wonder if I’m related to my friend, Ranger, (AKA Batman) ??
Ranger has black hair and so do I.
Ranger is a Scottie, and my mom’s Scottish.
Ranger is Batman, and I am a BatDog.
Oh no! I have a brother I didn’t know about!
♥ Behr Behr, the Scottish BatDog 🙂
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I love summer ’cause Mom and Dad take me to the beach to practice my gymnastics moves. We go to a special beach that is only for dogs without leashes.
One of the differences between the dog beach and human beach is that the dog beach has pebbles everywhere for us to jump over. Makes you quick on your feet, you know?
The beach for humans only has sand, so people don’t learn to walk very well at beaches. That’s why you see them falling down when they play. Dogs never fall down when they play.
Here I am practicing my flying leap. Pretty awesome, isn’t it?
This is me hopping on my back feet only..
After a lot of practice, I could hop on only ONE back foot..
Eventually, I got really brave and tried hopping on only one front foot..
I can even walk on my front feet only, which is much harder than hopping. I takes a whole lot more muscles.
Because I’m not quite as good at this yet, I did cheat and use a stick for balance.
My final trick that I practiced was hopping with only my left feet! Impressive, isn’t it?
I wonder if I have a Lipizzan Stallion in my bloodline somewhere?
Whew, after that workout, I was dog tired.
I don’t think my tongue has hung out that far in ages!
You can tell by my nice slim figure that my workouts really pay off. I feel pretty confident prancing around the beach in my toned beach body.
I thought I’d let you know the secret for my nice figure, even at my age. No cosmetic surgery here.
Actually, I don’t even wear cosmetics, so I don’t know why I would need to have surgery to remove them anyhow.
♥ Behr Behr, the Baywatch Bear
Can you believe we saw a trail in Oregon that wouldn’t allow hound dogs on it? For real, we did. Here’s the sign.
I have a good friend named Duke who is a Redbone Coonhound, and just to show my support for hounds like him, we didn’t go on the trail either. Duke has a strange bark, but I still like him.
Anyhow, we found another pretty trail to a fun waterfall.
Actually, the trail was nice, but I prefer sniffing things, not looking at silly trails and waterfalls. Besides, I wasn’t allowed to play in the water anyhow. 😦
I’m pretty sure I could smell something really interesting, like maybe a racoon or something. I couldn’t find him though.
We saw a nice little waterfall on the way to the big one.
The big one was a crazy waterfall with a cave behind it!!
Here’s what the waterfall looks like from inside the cave.
It’s pretty dark in there, and there aren’t any animals in there, either. Boring.
Mom and Dad like the waterfalls, but I just like the trails. I’m always trying to track down other animals and say “hi” to them.
One thing about me that Mom thinks is funny, is that I can see another animal and not care about chasing them at all. I wait patiently until they’re gone and REALLY enjoy following their trail!! I will follow their trail almost right up to them and then wait for them to go away so I can continue following the trail.
That’s ’cause I’m a sniffer dog. 🙂 My friend Duke is a sniffer dog too, which is why we are good friends.
♥ Behr Behr, the cave sniffer dog. 🙂
Yay! I love going to the park and sneaking up on all of the birds!
It’s kinda tricky though, because they always want to fly away when they see me coming.
What I have to do is hide behind the trees and sneak up on them slowwwly and be vewy vewy quiet.
Shhhh. I think I see some now down by the water.
Very funny! One of them is walking around on stilts today.
Now here’s a funny bird admiring himself in the water.
My favorite birds of all are the ones that hang around in the tall grass though.
Ha! They can’t outsmart the Behr detective! I found those fowl birds trying to duck behind the grass again.
This one really quacks me up. He looks like someone inflated him a bit too much 🙂
Weekend walkies in the park are so much more fun than staying around here and just reading pee mail, for sure!
♥ Behr Behr, wingin’ it as a bird detective 🙂
Hay, I know you’re thinking I look udderly ridiculous in this cow costume, right?
Fortunately, Mom didn’t have to spend a lot of “Moo-lah” to get it for me.
Before you ask, I know cows are supposed to give milk to people, but I don’t. Does that make me a milk dud? Of course not.
Actually, I see myself as the Dairy Queen, truly the cream of the crop when I wear my cow costume. Oh, I know you’re wondering if I live in the Cow Palace in California. Well no, but I have actually been there for a dog event.
When I walk down the street as a cow, everyone wants to pet me. Isn’t that funny? When they see me as “just” a big black Great Dane, many are afraid of me for no reason. It’s a sad thing about black dogs, I think because the mean dog in movies is always black.
I do like the extra attention as a cow though, and milk it for all it’s worth 🙂
If you’re a big black dog, I think you should try a cow costume too. Hay, I wouldn’t steer you wrong, would I?
Have you herd that when a cow laughs milk comes out of her nose? Well, all I know is that it hasn’t happened to me yet. There will be a blog moos-flash if it ever does. I know you’ll hear about it because good moos travels fast.
OK, don’t have a cow now. I know all of this is utterly silly, but I just woke up in a good moood and felt like sharing my moood with you.
After all, it IS Monday, and it’s good to start off the week with a chuckle.
Well, time for me to mooove on and start my day.
♥ Behr Behr, the Dairy Queen 🙂
While we were on vacation in the far away place called “Oregon” we hiked on lots and lots and lots of trails.
You know, I think humans believe we dogs just walk along with no absolutely no thoughts in our heads. How silly!! Our minds are quite busy!
For example, I do a lot of sniffing when we walk because I’m gathering information about who/what was on each trail.
I’m actually writing a travel guide for dogs that will be called,”Makes Scents to Me”, based on the information that I’ve collected.
I don’t think Mom knows what I’m doing, since she tells people it’s like walking a vacuum, ’cause my head is glued to the ground. Really, I’m really working hard.
Another thing I do is listen to what Mom and Dad are talking about. I’m always trying to increase my vocabulary.
When I don’t understand a word or phrase, I store it away until I do.
That means a lot of times what I hear is stuff like, “Blah blah blah blah BEHR. Blah blah FOOD. Blah blah blah WALK blah DOG blah PLAY blah blah TOYS.”
Then every once in a while, I suddenly understand a phrase I’ve heard before. For example, on the trails we hiked, there were a lot of bridges.
On one bridge, I remembered Dad says, “We’ll cross that bridge when we get there”, and suddenly I understood what he meant. When we came to the bridge, sure enough we crossed it.
One of the bridges we walked across actually had a cover, and a light bulb went on in my head as I remembered hearing Mom say, “No worries, we’ve got that one covered.” OH, she means a covered bridge!
As we walked along the trail beside a creek, I realized when Dad says something about being “Up a creek without a paddle” he means one of these creeks.
Of course we didn’t have any paddles with us. In fact, we didn’t bring our raft either. I guess that’s what he says when he realizes he forgot our raft.
Wow, I’m learning so much on this trip!!
Of course, we saw about 596 waterfalls as we hiked.
Don’t worry, we won’t put all of those pictures on my blog. Mom can get her own blog if she wants to do that. I let her post those two because she types this for me.
When I’m walking, I’m also watching out for other animals. You never know when one will cross our path, like the squirrel that was taunting me from the tree.
If you think your humans also believe you walk along with an empty mind, here’s a little tip for you. Just scroll back up to the phrase above, “You know, I think humans believe we dogs just walk along with no absolutely no thoughts in our heads.” Then walk away from the computer, kind of “accidentally on purpose” (if you know what I mean) leaving the computer on so that they will read this.
I think after they do, they will feel embarrassed. Then they will start bending down to look you in the eye and talking verrrrry slowly, like they do when talking to older humans who can’t hear very well.
That’s a lot better than if they continue to talk right over your head and pretend you don’t understand. They’re only kidding themselves, and you can help them get rid of this bad habit. It’s our job to try our best to train them.
Until next time, stay safe… “It’s a jungle out there!” He he he.
♥ Behr Behr, your trail guide 🙂