Wednesday, October 15, 2008

da wee-kend

Hiya Doggers!

This past weekend was something called "Thanksgiving". I know the word because it is associated with eating lots and lots of food :P Yum!

But I also learned why it is called ""Thanksgiving". As a dogger, I know I have no need to be thankful, as serving my needs is a blessing to all who participate. However, my monkey was extra thankful and was treated to a great long weekend in my company.

We did a short run Saturday morning with Aunty Martina, then my monkey and I did a mountain run on Grouse after. We scrambled up an old trail that had been washed out by rain, landslides, fallen trees and other cool stuff. At one point there was a rope for my monkey to use, luckily I was skilled enough to 4x4 up the rocks "lone wolf" style.

We came out of the forest at the bottom of a ski run and rested in the sunny field for a while before heading back down for a well earned nap in the car.

That afternoon after my monkey worked on some computer stuff, I let him take me to my favourite beach down by the airport. We explored and played on MacDonald beach for a couple of hours just before dark. I love playing on the beach... We even stopped off at True Carnivores for some Thanksgiving food.

There was a weird (read Freudian anal retentive/control freak) guy in there with his über-controlled dog. He was like super weird- I sauntered in to say hi to my peeps and get some snacks, his dog was spinning on its leash like Captain Propeller and he was telling me to go on leash if I wasn't good with dogs...

Say whut?

I need to go on leash? Moi?

I just happen to be the best "good with dogs" dog, I wrote the text book on "good with dogs"!

Maybe I could see this for for my own safety; so that Captain Propeller doesn't hurt me as he wigs out. Aye-ya! Then the 'Captain's co-pilot starts preaching on my peeps there about having used the "N" word that rhymes with "go" around the 'Captain.

"Oh [n-], the 'Captain can't hear [n-] otherwise he gets a negative complex and [n-] looses its effectiveness... What is he that stupid? Does he only know a few words? I can almost form simple sentences and he's fixated on monosyllabic words still?

On Sunday I slept in a little and relaxed, then we went down to MacDonald Beacha again and finished it off with rabbit hunting down at Jericho. There were so many rabbits out! I was in doggy heaven...

I had bunny burgers for dinner that night. That's right bunny burgers, direct from True Carnivores, he he he betcha thought I caught my own dinner :P :P :P

On Monday it rained so we didn't do that much. Oh yeah, we watched my Aunty Martina and Uncle Rob run a 10 km race. Uncle Rob just managed to stay ahead of Aunty Martina this time, I guess the rumours of his neutering were exaggerated. he he he sorry Uncle Rob...

But we did go bunny hunting again that afternoon. And again, so many bunnies out everywhere!

I'm so into giving thanks!

The Gaffer

-up next some backlogged pen pal mail from Liangliang and my two girls in Penticton

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