In the Convertible

As long as I’m with you, I am a happy dog. I’m even happier if we’re in the convertible where the wind blows through my Beardie “blowout.” A blowout is a special kind of windblown effect that some humans pay a lot of money to achieve. As far as I can tell, they look a lot like me after I’ve been in the convertible. I also like the feeling of freedom in my face with sky all around my ears. And green trees to watch faster than I can run. And grass to smell. And the sound of tires under my paws. It’s dogalicious to move through the air. I see birds who flap their wings when they’re on their way somewhere, but I don’t have to do anything except sit quietly in the back seat. I am a good dog in our convertible. Lucky dog. Lucky me.

Advice from Oliver: Hook up a ride in a convertible. You’ll feel about as good as you can possibly feel.

YOU NEED MORE REST

I am demonstrating for you how to eat a stick

Well, I’m just saying, the last two posts needed more attention. You aren’t getting enough rest. You were all mixed up in the layout of the photos of me and the marigolds and the hummingbird and the dragonfly. Maybe you need to eat more sticks.

RESTING WITH PHOTOS OF ME

I like to stay next to you. Here, you can see me resting next to the marigolds and the hosta and the funny dragonfly that doesn’t move. I am very relaxed but I’m not made of metal. It’s good to rest.  You and I are both resting, watching the hummingbird buzz over us and drink nectar from the tiger lilies. There are only a couple flowers left now, a few phlox and a lilac that blooms in the fall. It’s August, but there are patches of red leaves over the ponds already. The leaves wouldn’t turn red unless they rested. I do a lot of resting. You needed a lot of rest today because you cut up a tree that fell across the road. I sat in the back of the car and supervised. After you cut up the tree, you rested all day. When you rest, you are very quiet. You know who is almost never quiet?

Or so. I can’t really tell how high the trees are because I’m a land-bound dog.

That means I’m a dog and I bound up in the air when I get excited but I cannot, no I cannot, leap from branch to branch. And doggone, I have the sense not to try. 

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RESTING

It’s good to rest. I like to stay next to you. You’re in a chair, taking my picture. You can see me resting next to the marigolds and the hosta and the funny dragonfly that doesn’t move. I am very relaxed but I’m not made of metal like the unmoving dragonfly. You and I are both resting, watching the humming hummingbird buzz over us and drink nectar from the tiger lilies. There are only a couple flowers left now, a few phlox and a one lilac bush that blooms in the fall. It’s called bloomerang. That’s because it blooms in the summer and then it blooms again. What a fooler.

It’s August, but there are already patches of red leaves over the ponds. The leaves wouldn’t turn red unless they rested. I do a lot of resting. You needed to rest today too because you cut up a tree that fell across the road. I sat in the back of the car and supervised. After you cut up the tree, you rested on the couch, pretending you were reading. When you rest, you are very quiet.

You know who is almost never quiet?

Red squirrels. There are a lot of different colored squirrels here. Black squirrels hide from the red squirrels. Red squirrels clitter and clatter and chatter and shake their tails as they leap from pine to pine at heights that stretch up to seventy feet. 

Or so. I can’t really tell how high the trees are because I’m a land-bound dog.

That means I’m a dog and I bound up in the air when I get excited but I cannot, no I cannot, leap from branch to branch. And doggone, I have the sense not to try. 

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Large Mouth Bass and Raven and I

My dear fans and loved ones,

Our friend, Raven, went fishing. She just learned how

and with her magic “swim shad,”

she brought all kinds of dancing fish to our dock.

The large mouth bass were beautiful– yellow skin and pink gills,

and a big yawning mouth shaped like an O like my name, Oliver.

This one weighed almost 3 or 4 pounds, give or take (that means we don’t know).

I weigh 46 pounds, give or take.

If she had put the bass down, I could have kissed it. It had its mouth wide open.

After she caught every fish, she gently placed them back in the lake. That was good.

You told me it’s called “catch and release.”

They all went swimming away afterwards, except for one.

We watched it flipping and doing its water dance..until it stopped.

It didn’t swim anymore after that and we felt very sad.

Some big animals like to play with smaller animals

and sometimes the smaller animals stop moving afterwards.

I’m glad no one catches and releases me. I’m a Bearded Collie, not a fish.

Sometimes I swim when I’m very hot, but only a little.

Advice from Oliver: If you are swimming close to our dock, be careful of Raven’s swim shads.