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Mom and I were walking along this morning when suddenly I realized we had passed several sections in the road that looked like this…
Oh no! This can’t be! Where are they?
I refused to move until I knew what was going on..
Mom tried to get me to keep walking, but I put my brakes on and wouldn’t budge. No! You can’t make me leave!
After Mom spent a few minutes
frustrated thinking about what in the world was wrong with me, she figured it out.
Then she said, “Oh, for Heaven’s sake, Behr Behr! You’re such a silly girl. These are just painted lines in the road. Your zebra friends are all just fine.” Oh. Ooops.
Ok, now I felt silly. I thought maybe my friends Zeb, Zack, and Zoe had been squished by cars. Whew!
She took me to their barn later so I could see for myself.
Now that I look back on it, I feel pretty silly. At least it made Mom laugh 🙂 Before that she was just kinda sleepwalking because it was so early.
I’m sure some of you have done silly things that made your humans laugh too. You’re doing a good thing for them by being so goofy.
If “laughter is like medicine for the heart”, then that must make us Canine Cardiologists. 🙂
Keep up the good work, my friends!
♥ Behr Behr, M.D. (medical dog)
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In my last post, I told you about our fun cabin vacation. (well, except for the fake bears…)
Besides the mts. being a nice break from the hot weather, I got a break from wearing a leash and dragging my parents around. That is so tiring! They don’t even appreciate me pulling them everywhere, either.
Come on you guys! Lets get going!!
Wow, I LOVE being able to explore the woods on my own!
Here I am taking a little break by the big trees (behind me), while trying to decide what to explore next.
Yippee!! Running free!!
Even though I run free like this, Mom and Dad trained me to always stay within close sight of them. I never bother other animals, either. I’m such a good trail dog!
After running so much all day, I was one tired puppy! zzzzzzzzzzzz……
I sure wish I could have brought some of you with me. You would have loved it!
♥ Behr Behr, Running Free 🙂
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. 🙂
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 🙂
Mom and I were going through the rest of our vacation photos and found this picture of a sign (from a different waterfall).
It should have been on the edge of the cliff I fell over in my last post.
We think they should put one up for dogs, too. 🙂
♥ Behr Behr, signing out for today 🙂
It was my Mom’s birthday while we were on vacation in Oregon. To celebrate, she wanted to have a picnic and hike to a waterfall called Wakheena. I’m glad that’s not MY name. I like Behr Behr better.
So we found a great spot to have our lunch and then start up the trail.
Are we there yet??
On the trail, some squirrels ran right in front of me and made funny noises.
I’m sure they were laughing because I was on a leash and couldn’t chase them. That was mean.
Once again, we saw water, but I couldn’t play in it.
We hiked up higher and higher to get more views of the falls.
We were near the waterfall when something or other broke and Mom and Dad were trying to fix it. They were looking at the broken thing, and I was behind them sniffing fun stuff.
A group of people walked by on the narrow trail we were on, and I tried to move out of their way to be polite. Suddenly my feet were on ground broke away at the edge of the trail, and I fell over the cliff!!!
I was SOOOO scared because I was hanging by my leash and my feet couldn’t touch any ground. Mom and Dad were screaming and grabbed me to hang on and try to pull me back up. It’s not easy to pull a dog my size back up a cliff, just so you know.
Fortunately they succeeded, and I am still be here to tell you this story. Whew!!! That was a super duper scary thing for all of us!
After Mom and Dad calmed down, they took this picture of me by Wakheena.
Can you tell by the way I’m standing that I was still scared? I really was.
I love hiking, but this time I was happy to just go back to our campsite.
When we got back to our tent, Mom and Dad kept petting me all night and telling me how happy they were to still have me.
Mom said the fact that she still had her Behr Behr was the best birthday gift of all.
That made me feel all happy inside.
I’m glad I’m still here too.
♥ Behr Behr, the stunt doggie. Not.
One of the first places we hiked to in Oregon * was a waterfall my Mom had wanted to see for a long time. Mom and Dad love to hike to waterfalls in every state they can. This particular waterfall is called Multnohma.
At first I thought Mom was talking about somebody’s nice mutt dog who had lost his mother (mutt no ma). I was picturing a cute, mixed breed puppy who needed his mom, and we were going to go search for her. I got dressed up in my search harness and was ready to go.
Needless to say, I was disappointed to find out we were only going to go see some water. It was worse when I got there and found out that about 1,342,067 other people and their puppies wanted to see the water too. Oh, and we had to all share the same trail.
Anyhow, it turns out that it the crowds were there because the bridge, whose name is Benson, had been broken by a REALLY big rock that the mountain threw at him. He was all better now, so people could come see him. Benson was 100 years old, so I guess I understand why he got broken so badly.
Benson the bridge is 52 ft. long and 5.8 ft. wide. With that in mind, a 4 ft X 4 ft hole is not good. Actually, that’s not as bad as the last time Benson got broken. That time a rock the size of a school bus fell during a wedding and created a tidal wave 300 ft. high that washed over the bridge. The total height of the waterfall is 620 ft, but the rock fell from 542 ft. I think it would have been a lot more fun to be there that day, ’cause at least I could have played in the water.
Here’s a picture of me with Benson. It was taken in a hurry in between people walking by. Can you tell I’m drooling? I’m waiting for my snack.
I wouldn’t look at Mom’s camera because Dad had the snacks in his hand. I kept my foot on his shadow so he wouldn’t go anywhere until he gave me the snacks. Smart, huh?
So, that was our day with Benson. I’m glad that mean ‘ole mountain didn’t throw any rocks at him while we were there.
♥ Behr Behr, the bridge playing puppy 🙂 *story began with this post
I don’t know how it is where you live, but where I live, dogs have to always be attached to their humans if they aren’t in their own house or yard.
It’s not that I don’t like being close to them, but sometimes I really just want to kick into high gear and run like the wind, you know?
I never get to do that unless we are way, way out in the forest, and even some forests don’t allow dogs to run without dragging their owners along. Seriously, what a drag.
I was SO happy when I found out we were going hiking! Yes!!!! The song, “Happy Trails” was dancing through my head as we got ready to go.
At one point Mom stopped and took everything off of me, setting me free.
You can’t imagine how good it felt when they let me walk by myself!
I stood there for a minute in disbelief…..
and then I just took off running as fast as I could. *
There’s nothing like trail zoomies!!
I’m running so fast that I’m lifting off into “hover dog” mode!
Every once in a while, I stopped to admire my totally pawsome
paw prints in the trail 🙂
Eventually, I got tired and slowed down to a normal trot.
I was one happy trail dog.
♥ Behr Behr, the fastest hover dog in the West 🙂
*Sorry, Mom found out after we got back that the new camera she and Dad bought took lousy photos of anything moving. VERY disappointing!! They looked good on the camera, but not on the computer when we got home 😦
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.
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. 🙂
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.
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.
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. 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:
(a blonde phase black bear- photo source unknown)
I was trying to picture myself as a blonde.
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.
♥ Behr Behr, the blonde babe 🙂
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 in 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.
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. 🙂
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.
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. 🙂