A Maizin' Walk Wednesday

Walk This Way Wednesday

Window Shoppin' Wednesday

Wide Open Spaces Wednesday

This Mud's For You

The work week was incredibly long considerin' that

I only put in four days this week. Isn't that the way it always goes?

You get to anticipatin' a short week and it only makes it seem longer.

Bottom line is, I didn't have to hurry and rush out the door this mornin'.

Knowin' that, I got a little crazy on my end of the work week walk

last night. I don't remember much - it's all kinda blurry.

I DO remember it bein' a whole lotta fun ~ that's for dogonne sure!

So much fun in fact, that I didn't want to be the only one enjoyin' myself. Bein' that Mom was the only one around, I insisted she join me in my celebration.

All of a sudden, it became perfectly clear to me....

....that you should never ask an old stick-in-the-mud

to join in  your fun.

Happy Friday one and all!

I hope you have some flat-out fun planned for your weekend!

Chester ;0=)

Powder Puppy

Hurry up Mom-I got important sniffin' to do.

The grass is not greener on the other side of the fence.

Can you see me now?

King of the hill.

Previews of comin' attractions:

Happy Friday!

I hope the weekend you're headed into

is full of good clean fun!

Chester ;0=)

Mountain Hoodlum

Hey Weekend...........ready or not, here I come!!!!

Actually, what you're lookin' at is just me bein'

Big and Brown in the mountains LAST weekend.

This is how it all got started:

I watched as my PUs loaded up everythin' but the kitchen sink.

(2 leggers sure do require a lotta stuff just for an

afternoon in the mountains.)

I began to forge the trail as soon as

the door opened.

Soon we came across this sign.

I pretended that I couldn't read it but let me just say,

"Yeah, right."

♫♫ Critters to the left of me.....

critters to the right.....♫♫

and here I am, stuck here in the middle

with this bump on a log.

Dad saw what he thought might be coyote tracks

so I thought I'd let a pee mail. That way he'd know

Big Brown was in his 'hood.

Lots and lots of runnin'....

sure makes a dawg thirsty....

and tired.....

so we headed for home,

but not before takin' a walk across the big ice cube.

I was hopin' Dad might lose his footin' and

allow me to walk pull him over to watch the hockey game.

As usual, I was not allowed to meet and greet

each and every 2 legger that came into my sight.

It was a little slippery, as you can see by my skid mark.

That pretty much sums it up, other than

a good time was had by all.

Now that we have skidded into another weekend ~

I hope you have a lot of fun loaded up in your 'hood!

Chester ;0=)

Waterboy Wednesday

Happy Trails

Poetry in motion ~ by Browning

Checkin' to see if Ulysses S. Groundhoggeh

is sneakin' up on my Big Brown flank.

The splendor of an autumn sunset brings out

the pink glow in my gums, don't ya think?

Raccoon remnants ~ my favorite!

Look Mom - no poo residue!

Happy Trails to you ~ until we meet again.

Chester ;0=)

Weekend Wind-down

Hey Gang! I really hope you're not sittin' here readin' this simply 'cuz you forgot
to turn your clock back and you have an hour to kill before you start your job.
Sorry to say, I don't have a full hour of things to talk about here today.
In fact, you could say it was same ol', same ol' in Big Browntown this weekend.

Business as usual included:

Dumbbell gnawin'.......

and cornfield stompin'.

Hidin'.......

and seekin'.

Beggin'.......

and nappin'.

Yeppers, the weekend was pretty much the same as any

other ~ except yesterday I had an extra hour to stir up some trouble.

Speakin' of which, I don't have any pictures of what the PUs term an "emergency bath". Seems they don't care for that fresh, outdoorsy scent I had just come across to slather on. Mom wanted to take me to the Doggy Wash but Dad said

I was too odiferous to be in a vehicle. Therefore, I was forced to endure

a frigid outdoor bath in the bitter cold of a November day!!!

Chester's Mom: Hold up there Chester, aren't you exaggerating just a little bit?

I seem to remember last winter when you were a running icicle because you jumped in Pappy's stream when the temps were well below freezing. You didn't seem to mind the cold then.

Chester: Uh, that was different. Yesterday there was soap involved.

Alright already, I guess I'll go out on a limb....

....and say - other than the soap -

it wasn't too bad of a weekend after all.

'til next time,

Chester ;0=)

Pee. Ess. It was the wind that knocked this branch down. Really.

I had nuthin' to do with it. *wink *wink