Joining the Army?

Um... hello.  I have a big story to tell you, and a lot of photos to share, so let's get started and I'll explain along the way.  OK?

Other than going for a ride, my adventure started like this:

A little walk with a nice man I met!

And then I got into another vehicle!

"Hello, room service?  I'd like some poached chicken, please!"

That didn't seem to work.

We drove through a lot of this:

And I do mean "a lot"!  Then we saw this:

Riley County Line

And then this:

And then I heard the lady say, "We're almost home!"  Home?

"Oh, this seems like a nice place!"

And then the nice man went inside and then the door opened back up again and ...

"Ha roo?"
"Oh, my!"

"Hello!"
"Ha roo!"

Hmm!  He was certainly nice!  And then they left and then the door opened back up again!

"Dave!  Dave!  That surprise we were looking for?!?  It's HERE!"
"Oh, great Balto!  Look, Zim!"
"I should play hard to get!"

I let the redhead say hello to me again ...

"Hey, beautiful!"

... and then ...

"Hi, I'm Dave."
"Oh, my!  You're so tall, dark, and handsome!"

OK.  Maybe I'll only play hard to get with my fellow redhead.

We did some walking - I mean Road Marches!

And some more Road Marches!

And even more!

I heard something about trying to get some puppies tired.  Especially two of them.

"Who do you think they mean, Zim?"
"I have no idea what they're talking about half the time, Camo!"

"Camo"?  I've never heard that one before!

But perhaps I should introduce myself!

D'Azul's Girl From Ipanema

Yes, I am D'Azul's Girl From Ipanema, call name Cameron.  But you can call me Cam or Cammie.  Or as my new brothers have been calling me - Camo!  Yes ... I've joined the Army!

That's all I have for now!  I look forward to getting to know all of you - and I'll share more about myself in the days to come.

Cameron

Serene Scenery Sunday

Ha roo, pups and kit-cats, it's me, Zim, here with my bestest big brother Dave.

"Hmm.  Not over there..."

"Not over here, either!"

"Let's keep looking."
"Roger that, Dave."

Stay tuned - and have a wonderful Sunday!

Play bows,
Zim

Weekend Plans

Woo, everypup and everycat.  It's me, Dave.  Does anyone have big plans for the weekend?  In addition to walks, Guard Duty, and hanging out with Zim, I have something else on tap.

"Here... lemme take a look at this one!"

Yep.  Helping Mom play Scrabble.

"That ought to do it, Mom!"

She never beats Dad without my help.  Woo.

What's everyone else up to?

Luv,

Dave

Photo Finish Friday

Woo, everypup and everycat.  It's me - Dave - here with Photo Finish Friday.  Before I get to today's entry, I wanted to address a question a few of you asked on Zim's post from yesterday.  You wanted to know why Zim doesn't like people to touch his feety-feet.  The answer is very simple - it's in the Siberian Husky Rule Book.  I think it's Rule #103, but I'm not sure.  It says "Don't let bipeds touch your feety-feet without staging a protest."  It's in the same section about not cooperating for brushing, baths, and toothbrushing; there's a chance it comes after the part about not fetching.  I ... um ... like I said, I'm not sure about that section of the rule book, 'cuz I just may have skimmed that part.  Or read the Cliff's Notes.

Moving right along ...

After our dinner last night, Dad took us boys on a walk while Mom did the dishes.  She came out to meet us and snapped some pix.  I thought I'd share some with you!  Here we are, coming down the home stretch:

Zim, Dad and me.  Dad's the tall one.  Ha woo.

Mom wanted to take some portrait shots when we got closer.  Zim thought it would be fun if we did our serious look.  Cool!  I went first:

My serious look!

Pretty good, don't you think?  Zim went next:

Zim.  Not doing his serious look!

"Zim!  I thought we were doing our serious look!"

It was his idea in the first place!

"Can you believe that?!?"

"Silly redhead!"

He's so silly!  ... or maybe it's that part of the Siberian Husky Rule Book about doing the unexpected.  Hmm.  Could be.  Do other breeds have rule books?  What do yours say about you?

Luv,
Dave

1 Sheep ...

Ha roo, pups and cool cats, it's me - Zim!  I was hanging out in the bedroom the other day, trying to catch up on some much-needed Z time, when my mom came in to see what I was doing.

"Hey, Mom.  Just trying to grab a little shut-eye."

She said she had something that might help out.

"MOM!  It's TOUCHING me!!!  It's TOUCHING my FOOTY-FOOT!!!"

Honestly.  Who does she think I am - Dave?  (No offense meant to Dave; he and I are just VERY different about having our feety-feet touched!)

Mom explained that when some people try to get to sleep, they count sheep.  The sheep that she brought in to see me is one of the famous Counting Sheep from the Serta mattress commercials.  She thought maybe it would help me take a nap.  Hmm... I told Mom if the sheep got off my footy-foot, I'd give it a try.

"Let's see ... 1 Sheep ... getting kinda drowzzzzzy ..."

Worked like a charm!

After a little cat nap, Mom and I headed off on an adventure, then, when we got home, I thought I'd take another little siesta in the breakfast room.

"1 Sheep ..."

At least he wasn't touching my footy-foot.

Sweet dreams to all!

Play bows,
Zim

Wordless Wednesday, Video Edition

(Click here to view on YouTube.)

Play bows,
Zim

Frosty Paws

Woo, everypup and everycat.  It's me, Dave.  I was  taking a nap  standing Guard Duty in the living room yesterday afternoon when Mom announced there was a package for me!  How exciting!  I helped Mom open it (she forgot to take pix) and discovered some coupons for Frosty Paws from my buddies Sam and Monty!  Woo!!!  Thanks, you guys!  There was also a little stuffy in the box - the Frosty Paws mascot guy!

We got acquainted, then he kept trying to high five me.  Even when I was ready to get back to my Guard Post.

"High 5, Dave!"
"Umm... yeah.  OK."

He wouldn't stop, so I humored him.

"Five on the low side, Frosty!"

Then I saw it.  Frosty Paws had better groomed feety-feet than I did.

"Sigh."

Mom, being the bestest mom, saw my sad situation and offered to trim my snow shoes for me!  I love having my feety-feet played with!  I mean ... getting groomed.

After Mom fixed me up, Frosty came back over and wanted to high five me again.  (He's relentless!)  I accommodated him once again:

"Who's got the nice-looking feety-feet now, FP?  Ha woo!"

"Oh, yeah!  High five, Dave!"
"Give it a rest, buddy!  Really!"

It's like his paw is in permanent "high five" position or something!  Sheesh!

Many thanks to Sam and Monty!

Luv,

Dave

Serene Scenery Monday - Back to the KSO!

Ha roo, pups and cool cats!  It's me - Zim!  As I mentioned the other day, I took Mom on two bird-watching trips to the Kansas Ocean last week.  It was so relaxing and we had such a serene time that I thought I would do a delayed "serene" post this week.  Why not head back to the KSO now and take a look!?!  We saw totally different ducks that time and we need your help IDing one of them!  Grab a bowl of water and some coffee for your biped and let's go birding!

As always, I had a good look around when we got there:

It was a bit breezy, as you can tell from my fur!

We saw Blue Winged Teals again!

Blue Winged Teals

Then I saw my favorite ducks!

Redheads!

Redhead

See the resemblance?

We also saw these guys!

Ring-Necked Ducks!

We do believe they're Ring-Necked Ducks!  (Check this link.)  Aren't they cool?  Here are some more pix of them:

Here's one swimming with some Redheads and friends!

Mom is trying to ID the duck in the upper right-hand corner of that photo above.

"Ha roo?"

Let's zoom in - check the upper right in these pix:

Sort of a coppery-brown head with a white dot by his bill.  If you have any ideas, please let us know!

I made sure to scan the whole ocean, checking for more ducks:

That's one of the cool things about the Kansas Ocean - you can pretty much take in the whole thing from one vantage point.  Not all oceans are like that!

"Front and center, Mom!  More Redheads!"

Be sure to check the upper left-hand corner of the photo above!  Dive!  Dive!  Dive!  Ha roo roo roo!  I hope he got something tasty!

After we'd been there a while, the ducks must have had their fill of being at the KSO and took off:



I wished them a good afternoon ...

"Fly safe!  See everyduck again soon!"

... then Mom and I headed home, too.

I hope you enjoyed coming to the ocean with us.  For more pix of the birds we saw, please visit our FlickR set Birds!

Play bows,
Zim