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If you’ve following me the last week or two, you’ll remember that I’m trying to teach myself “sign language”. (trying to figure out what human signs mean)

I saw a REALLY confusing one the other day!

I wanted to take an elevator, but the sign only had two choices:

1.ย ย  Couples (with no animals) could go up and

2.ย ย  Single men with cats could go down.

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No dogs on the elevator??? Seriously?

Silly cats! They think they’re the boss of the elevator. Ha! I like the stairs better anyhow, ’cause they help me keep my slim figure. When’s the last time you saw a slim, muscular cat?

Now you know why ๐Ÿ™‚

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, the stair master ๐Ÿ™‚

P. S. – If you’re wondering why I’m wearing a vest in the middle of summer, it’s really a cooling vest. It’s lined with frozen stuff and helps me keep my cool ๐Ÿ™‚


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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.

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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.ย 

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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. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

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I’m pretty sure I could smell something really interesting, like maybe a racoon or something. I couldn’t find him though.ย 

We saw a nice little waterfall on the way to the big one.

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The big one was a crazy waterfall with a cave behind it!!ย 

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Here’s what the waterfall looks like from inside the cave.

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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.

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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. ๐Ÿ™‚ย  My friend Duke is a sniffer dog too, which is why we are good friends.

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, the cave sniffer dog. ๐Ÿ™‚

Yay! I love going to the park and sneaking up on all of the birds!ย 

It’s kinda tricky though, because they always want to fly away when they see me coming.ย 

What I have to do is hide behind the trees and sneak up on them slowwwly and be vewy vewy quiet.ย 

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Shhhh. I think I see some now down by the water.

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Very funny! One of them is walking around on stilts today.

Now here’s a funny bird admiring himself in the water.ย 

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My favorite birds of all are the ones that hang around in the tall grass though.

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Ha! They can’t outsmart the Behr detective! I found those fowl birds trying to duck behind the grass again.

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This one really quacks me up. He looks like someone inflated him a bit too much ๐Ÿ™‚

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Weekend walkies in the park are so much more fun than staying around here and just reading pee mail, for sure!

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, wingin’ it as a bird detective ๐Ÿ™‚

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just lion around

The three things we decide on when we’re going to the forest are:

which forest

which crate we are going to stay in

and what food to take.

I’m not sure why it takes Mom and Dad so long to pack everything, since that’s all I think they have to do.

I sit by the door and cry because it’s taking them a million years to finish.

*I love crates! 

When Mom and Dad brought me to our home as a puppy, I walked in the door, saw a crate and immediately went and jumped in. They took a picture of that moment. Don’t I look cozy?

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At night they had to close the door because I liked to get up and shred anything soft.

I got caught on camera one night, unfortunately. Busted!

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Eventually I behaved at night and started sleeping on my bed. 

I also have a soft crate for when we go to dog contests. I like that one too. 

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We also have a bunch of FAMILY crates. The big hard crate that I live in is called a “home.”

When we go to the forest, we take one of our family sized soft crates.

When I still ripped things up, I slept in a hard crate in our big soft crate.

Here’s what that looked like..

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The family crate is better because I can snuggle with Mom and Dad.

We use a big crate if we’re going to stay in one spot in the forest, and a smaller one when we are going to keep moving around to new places.

Here’s what’s scary. All of our crates used to be big, but on this trip I discovered the small one had SHRUNKEN! My room is much smaller than when I was a puppy!

My room is named “vestibule.” I’m not sure why it has a name, since our rooms at home don’t have names.

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Anyway, we were cozy together in the shrunken tent while in the far away place called Oregon. It was cold outside, but we were nice and warm.That made me a very happy camper.

The best part of the trip was all of our walking on trails, though. Lots of waterfalls to play in and squirrels to watch. More on that tomorrow. 

Meanwhile, you can start singing the old Roy Rogers song, “Happy Trails” to get ready.

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, the happy camper ๐Ÿ™‚

*P.S.- Ha! I guess that makes me a “Crate” Dane! ๐Ÿ™‚

Before I start telling you my story, I just wanted to say Happy Birthday, America!

Wow, you are 238 years old! Good thing you’re not a dog, ’cause then you’d be 1666 years old.ย 

4th of July 2014

Well, we’re back from our vacation, I think. I never really know when we might take off again.ย 

We went lots of places, so it will take me a few posts to tell you about my fun travels, otherwise, this post would be super duper long and you might fall asleep reading it.

This trip actually started because of me. For real. Two things I LOVE to do are sniffing for fun smells, and guarding everything.

Behr sniffing by lake

I love sniffing so MUCH that I actually compete with other doggies to see who can find things the fastest. I’ve won several titles playing this game, but I’ll tell you the details on that in a later post. You can read a little about these games I play here and my first title win here in the meantime.

The other thing I do all day long is guard everything. If I’m not outside, I’m looking out of windows to keep an eye on everyone in my neighborhood. If they get to close to my house, I let them know.

Behr in our window

My hackles are up in this picture because a dog dared to walk to close to my house. I let him know (loudly) that he was not allowed in my neighborhood because I own the whole thing.

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I love guarding our hotel room by watching from the window. It’s pretty fun to scare people this way. Just so you know, it’s also really fun to scare cleaning people who forget to knock. Bwahaha ๐Ÿ™‚

Behr in hotel window

I guard our tent when we are in the forest too.

Behr guarding tent

So, because I’m good at these, I thought I got invited to guard the whole nation. I know you’re laughing, but keep reading.

Oregon National Guard

I was invited to the National Guard in a state a million miles away, called Oregon.ย 

Behr at national guard

But, I found out I was there to find a bunch of things hidden in the facility. The only thing I got to guard was our truck, sadly. I really was hoping I could make the whole country my territory to guard.ย 

Unfortunately, I discovered this silly Oregon place has huge rain storms that can show up suddenly and do scarey things. Usually Mom sets up a cozy area for her and Dad to hang out and have food, drinks, and chat with other people. She never got to finish, though.

truck at national guard

She had only gotten the shelter set up between our truck and trailer, and gotten chairs out when raindrops the size of cow pies started falling. Seriously. I know how big cow pies are, andย  I also know what they taste like.

Mom got in the back of the truck with me to let me know things were ok, when the E-Z up crashed into the truck and flew away. That scared me.

So, after all of that, I really wasn’t in the mood to go find things anymore. Also, I was cold and really just wanted to snuggle in my blankies and listen to the rain with Mom petting me.

OK, so I didn’t win the contest, BUT if it hadn’t been for me, Mom and Dad wouldn’t have gotten to have their vacation in a fun new place. That’s how I see it, anyhow. Besides, I know if I win this last title, I’ll have to quit playing this hide-n-seek game with my friends, and I don’t want to.

This is what family is all about. I convince them to go to new places where my games are, and then they take me exploring the nearby areas. It works out great.

Stay tuned for stories of the exploring we did afterward.

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, (almost) national guard dog ๐Ÿ™‚

On the last day of my Mom’s conference, we had planned a special hike to some waterfalls. We were going to have a picnic there and play in the water.

The hike was going well for a while.



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As it got later in the day, Mom kept talking about a class she had just taken on medical care for people who were attacked by mt. lions and bears. I don’t know why she was saying that, since I’ve never attacked anybody. I’m not “lion” when I say that, either. ๐Ÿ™‚


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We finally got to the waterfall where we were going to play in the water and have our food, which I was really looking forward to.

I was enjoying the water and waiting for my snacks, when suddenly Mom changed her mind and said we had to leave because it was the wrong time of day to be there and that we didn’t have pepper spray.

I don’t know why she needed pepper spray, since we hadn’t even gotten our food out yet. She loves pepper, but never mentioned spraying it on her food before.

Then she said she wanted to be closer to our car, so we hiked BACK without even eating! I was NOT happy!!! Mom and Dad always give me snacks when we hike, and I was hungry.

We got back closer to our car and FINALLY Mom was happy about having our food. They sat down to eat and got my snacks and bully sticks out and life was good again.


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I was hoping Mom was over her weird behavior, but she was just getting started.

She reminded Dad that I was a dane (duh!) and that I was supposed to be interested in bears (hello, I AM a bear). Then she said I had to stay on a leash and not go anywhere. The only thing good was she let me keep my snacks.ย 

She kept looking around for more bears. I think one Behr is all they need. I seriously was having doubts about her at this point.

Suddenly, she grabbed Dad and said loudly, “Bear!” without explaining herself. He thought I was eating stuff I wasn’t supposed to (OK, I do that pretty often…) and grabbed me to look. I didn’t want him to take my bully stick, so I swallowed it WHOLE. No way was I giving that up after waiting so long for it.ย  The next thing I know, I’m being taken back to the car and Mom saying something about me being blonde. Ok, now I think she seriously needs help.

When we got back to the parking lot, she and Dad were telling everyone I was a blonde Behr and they all ran back to their cars. They didn’t know my name was “Behr”, so they thought Mom meant this:

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(a blonde phase black bear- photo source unknown)

I was trying to picture myself as a blonde.

Blonde Behr

I finally decided I should keep my black hair.

Then we drove back to town and ate in a restaurant, instead of finishing our food at the picnic area. I have no idea why Mom and Dad went all the way out to the forest to eat and then didn’t eat their food and tried to take mine away.

All I can say is at least the next day they were normal again, thankfully.ย 

โ™ฅ Behr Behr, the blonde babe ๐Ÿ™‚


Behr Behr’s mom’s side of the story… I was attending a medical conference, which included classes (complete with graphic photos and video) on bear attacks. Being the last class I took in the conference, the images were still on my mind as we hiked.

I was watching for bears since we were inย  known heavy bear territory. I kept Behr on the leash while eating because Danes were originally bred for bear hunting, and my previous danes let me know the instinct was still there when the opportunity presented itself.ย 

A RARE blonde (black bear in gold phase) was quickly heading for our table when I saw it and said, “BEAR!” We left in a calm but steady manner, leaving our food on the table as a diversion for the bear. The ploy worked, but we lost our possessions, food, cooler, etc.The bear came very close to me as I was getting up from the table. Too close for comfort.

I just wanted to clear things up and let you know I hadn’t really lost my mind. ๐Ÿ™‚ย 

Anyone wanting to learn more about bear and mt. lion behavior and attacks can get this book or a really great video to learn bear behavior. Both are by Dr. Stephen Herrero. I have absolutely no affiliation with him, and am not compensated for referrals to his materials. I do think his work and classes are invaluable if you hike or camp in bear country, though.ย 

That’s my side of the story, although Behr’s viewpoint is valid.

She’s a pretty funny dog with a wild imagination and fun perspective. That’s why we love her so much. She keeps us laughing with her view of things, for sure. ๐Ÿ™‚

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