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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..


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 🙂

June Calendar

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.

Hi, it’s me, Behr Behr the squirrel patrolling dane here.  We have a serious problem at my house. I try my hardest to make sure that the squirrels all know this is MY house, and only princess puppy danes are allowed here. NO squirrels allowed.  Ever.  Not even one.  I don’ t want them anywhere near my food or toys.

Whenever I’m on my observation deck I’m watching the trees for those fluffy little rascals, unless I’m on the ground below trying to catch them, that is.  Even when I’m resting on my outside bed I have to keep my eyes on the trees to make sure they don’t come on my deck and try to steal my bed.  You never know what they’ll try next.  By the way, I keep telling Dad it was the squirrels that bit the nose off of Mom’s bear on the deck, not me.  So far he hasn’t fallen for that one tho. Darn. It was worth a try.

Excuse me, Mom, can’t you see I’m on duty here?  I’m hiding below the plants so the squirrels won’t see me and I can sneak up on them. You’ll give me away with that silly camera and flash!

Anyhow, about 1 1/2 months ago, I saw Mom and Dad working on something real interesting. They took this old tire that was shaped funny and then covered it with funny stuff that looked like pictures of leaves and sticks and stuff. Hmmm.  They put some stuff in the tire thing, and then hung it up in one of our trees. I was thinking, “Oh, I get it!! It’s a squirrel trap! This is great of Mom and Dad to help me catch the squirrels!!”  The whenever I was out on the observation deck of my fortress I kept watching to see if we caught any yet. Since it looked pretty tricky with the camoflage leaf covering on it I thought we’d catch some for sure. I started dreaming of squirrel snacks and watching the trap.  Yum.

Not long after, I started my sniffing class and was spending more time practicing that than I did watching the squirrel trap. I figured all of my sniffing practice would make me better at finding those sneaky little squirrels if they didn’t fall for the trap thing.

Then it happened. A few days ago I was taking a hard earned break from my sniffing practice, and was just kicking back on my deck enjoying the spring sunshine. I looked up at the squirrel trap and was horrified when I saw THIS….

How did that baby squirrel get in the trap, and why does he look like he’s happy about it?  Quick!! Sound the alarm!!! Hey Mom, we got one!!  Mom! We got a baby squirrel in the trap, hurry and look!

I ran in the house to get Mom or Dad, and when I came back the situation was WORSE!!! Oh NO!! This is terrible! Now there are TWO of those baby rascals!

What’s going on here? They are coming out of the trap unharmed! I don’t understand. I barked at them a whole bunch and they finally went back in the trap where they belong.  Now maybe Dad will get me my squirrel snacks out of the trap. Drool drool…

I went back in the house and waited.  Nothing. Well, maybe they’ll get my snacks later.  I wonder if they make good squeaky toys?  I’ll bet they do.  Wow, squeaky snacks!  Now there’s a thought.

The next day I went out on the observation deck to check on the situation again.  Just when I thought the situation couldn’t get any worse, it did.  This time there were 2 big adult squirrels AND the two babies, and all of them were just fine!

The big squirrel tails..

plus the babies (one was even so relaxed he was falling asleep!)

Note the one on the left. See his silly feet dangling down? He’s obviously not afraid of me.  Doesn’t he know I’m part of the squirrel patrol?

Here’s the whole fluffy family..

So, I don’t know what I’m gonna do. It looks like the trap Mom and Dad put in the tree didn’t work, in fact, it had horrible results! These squeaky rascals just turned the trap into a squirrel house, and they seem quite happy about it, too. I am NOT happy about it. They sit up there and peer down on me, and I’m pretty sure they are smiling at me from that little nut house of theirs.

♥ Behr Behr, still waiting for those squeaky snacks to come down out of their tree…  Drool drool.

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