Shower of Love

♪♫♪ Sometimes in our lives

We all have pain

We all have sorrow.

But if we are wise

We know that there's

Always tomorrow.

Lean on me, when you're not strong

And I'll be your friend

I'll help you carry on.

For it won't be long

Till I'm gonna need

Somebody to lean on.

You just call on me, brother

When you need a hand -

We all need somebody to lean on. ♪♫♪

I doubt there's anybody who just read the lyrics above who doesn't know the tune that accompanies them. We can give credit to Bill Withers for writin' 'em. I don't know what the man was goin' through when he wrote this classic, but he's right - we all need somebody to lean on when life gets tough. That's the point of my post today. I'm here to be leaned on by a new and distant friend. Even though she may live over 2000 miles away, we have a lot in common - especially our love of the great outdoors. Look! We even share the same moon!

         

K's Mom, KB - is the creator of the blog, Romping and Rolling in the Rockies. This blog is well-known to many of you but only a recent find of my own. I consider it quite a treasure to have sniffed it out! KB and her camera give us spectacular views on what life is like living in the Rocky Mountains - for 2 and 4 legger alike. Amazin' views of mountain sunrises, sunsets and everythin' in between, includin' the not-so-tame critters who's images are captured by her strategically placed wildlife cameras. Oh, and the fun of watchin' K, (I'm sure you noticed that she is a Chocolate LabraBeauty),  and R (her Black LabraCracker brother), frolic in that mountain paradise of theirs often has me whinin'  'cuz I too wanna join in the fun.

Unfortunately, the evil cancer monster (medical term: osteosarcoma) who is no fun at all, has invaded K's leg and she is facin' some very serious health issues. This comin' Friday, February 17th - K hasta go for another round of chemotherapy. She's already had previous treatments and has gone thru them like a trooper. The happy news is that the treatments have been doin' their job on that leg tumor and I can't help but say that I really want news like that to continue!

When I was asked to be a Pillar of Strength, I could only say yes. It's a proven fact that when bein's are faced with health issues, knowin' that you have friends who are cheerin' you on and supportin' ya, it truly helps in the healin' process. If I could, I'd hold K's paw and tell her that everythin' is gonna be alright. Livin' so far apart there is only one thing I can do - and that is to let her know I'm pullin' for her and wanna see her win this battle.

 So K, I hope this endeavor has shown to you that even though you may feel alone, and the future's lookin' a bit foggy, we're all here behind you as Pillars of Strength ~ and that we're showerin' you with all the love we can virtually give. We know you'd do the very same for any of us.

Chester
(& Mom too)

♥

When Life Hands Ya Snow, Make Snowballs!!!

Good mornin' dawgs! Yesterday brought with it buckets of rain and
as the nightshades came down, we assumed by mornin' we would
wake up to a back yard delightful only to pigs and Big Brown dawgs.

Much to our surprise the sun shed it's light
on yet another layer of snow this mornin'.

Here comes Chester Big Brown tail. Sniffin' down the bunny trail.
Sniffity, sniff, sniff. Sniffity, sniff, sniff....where'd that bunny go?
Sniffity, sniff, sniff. Sniffity, sniff, sniff ~
over the fields of snow!!!

Lucky for me, Red Ball is not a fair weather friend.

Other than that it was an uneventful kinda weekend so I spent some time

goin' through my pictures. That's when I came across this little gem of a video

that I had never gotten around to postin'. It was from back in January

but seems to fit right in with our landscape this mornin'.

I had snagged a glove straight outta Mom's pocket and was

usin' it to keep my groundhoggeh skillz sharp.

Believe me, I'm painfully aware that it's Monday ~

but the moral of my story is, no matter how uneventful the week is, stay alert and hopefully you'll be able to snag a little fun this week also!

Chester ;0=)

It's a Nice Day for A White Wading Wednesday

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=)

Bat Wing Wednesday

Blue Monday

As you can see, I've got a case of the blues today.
It's not just because it's Monday and I gotta work on this
Martin Luther King holiday,
there's more to it than that. I'm also a little down in the dumps 
due to the fact that my good furiend Nerd Bob,
is without his sister Sara now that she had to travel over the
Rainbow Bridge this weekend. His pack has had a ruff week
so please keep them in your thoughts and prayers.

I sincerely hope your week is startin' out much brighter
but if not, I got just the solution!

Run on over to Dogs Rock!! and meet a couple of my good furiends,

Roxie, Xander and Zoe. They're always full of fun and frolic

and their pictures are guaranteed to make your day a whole lot brighter.

While you're there, wish their Mom

a Happy Birthday today!

Woofs and blue slobbers,

Chester ;0=)

Ta-Dah!

Yo Dawgs! WoW! It's so great to be back in DogBlogville! It feels like forever since I've sat down and rambled on about nuthin'. But have no fear - I'm back and ready to dump my empty thoughts into cyberspace once again.

Before I get too heavily into that, let me start out by makin' a confession. My last post indicated that I would be reportin' for jury duty, and I honestly assumed that I would be makin' the hour and a half trek north each day to do that. The truth is, they have not needed my services yet. I have checked frequently and my status is still "On Call" which means somebody got me all excited for nuthin' I am NOT supposed to report. Now this could all change but my paperwork indicates that they will do their best to give a week's notice before I must report. All that to say, I wanted to get back to my dawgs who are some of the most faithful around.

OK-I'm startin' to see the question marks above your noggins wonderin' just what in tarnation did Big Brown do durin' his week off? Well, truth be told, I decided to take a little blog recess to clear my brain and to catch up on some things that needed my Big Brown attention. I don't wanna bore you with all the details but I will share a couple of the latest happenins:

Top on the list is that the temperatures are risin' and so are the groundhogs. New holes are springin' up everywhere and I'm makin' it my business to investigate and document each and every one. That alone has been more than enough to keep me busy.

Next piece of business is that I finally got a new football. My last one had a run-in with Mom and the new snowblower durin' the blizzard and the end result is not pretty. Not pretty at all. I wouldn'ta believed it had I not seen it with my very own eyes, but I swear it looked like she was tryin' for a field goal as it sailed out of the snowblower and through the clothesline. She denies it all, of course.

WARNING!

THE FOLLOWING PICTURE MAY NOT BE SUITABLE

FOR THOSE WITH A WEAK CONSTITUTION

I have worked with what is left of this shell of a football and sadly must report that it has come along as far as it ever will. It's glory days are over and it will be sent to a nice home where it can live out the rest of it's days in a peaceful surrounding amongst other retirees.

On a more personal note, I had to agree with the PUs that I was in bad need of a make-over. My fur was gettin' shaggy and dull, and my nails were rough and broken from diggin'. Not that I'm obsessed with my looks but it doesn't hurt a dawg to take a little pride in their personal groomin', ya know what I'm sayin'? It's a real chore but sumtimes a dawg's just gotta do what a dawg's gotta do, so I allowed the PUs to take me to the local Pet Wash.

Now don't go thinkin' that this is one of them high-falutin' places that costs a lot of biscuits. I don't come out with little fancy schmancy bows in my fur either. Once here, I take a deep breath, charge through the door, find my place and get to business. 

 

 

Shampoo, rinse and conditioner with minute or two left to blow-dry.

In a matter of minutes the job is done and I can go out.

I usually let a tip for the next dog management on the fencepost outside.

It's still a little chilly so the PUs run the towel over me

before I climb back into the back of Mom's SUV. 

Mom got that washed this weekend too. She put the

new decal her friend bought for her on the window.

Cool, huh?

The PUs have been hearin' good things about some new gadgets to help a dawg maintain his or her good looks and have bought a couple that they are happy to report work rather well. First, the Furminator. If you haven't used one of these, you don't know what you're missin'. I know I've lost several inches on my love handles after they brushed me with it. Dad is amazed and Mom is excited because she's sure it will cut down on the amount of Big Brown hair all over the house. The other Tool du Jour is the Pedipaws nail file. "Yeah, like I'm gonna let them use a battery powered tool on my delicate paws", I thought when I first saw it. Huh! Don't ya know when they wanna use it they give me a bully stick? I wouldn't even know they're smoothin' my nails except for the faint smell of smoke.

Ta-Dah! 

There ya go, that's the highlights of my weekend.

 I'm findin' it hard to believe it's over already.

Now I'm all shined up and nowhere to go but work.

How about you? Not feelin' real shiny about the week ahead?

Ok, let's all take a deep breath, charge through the doors,

find our places and get to business.

The sooner we do, the sooner

we can all say "Ta-Dah" to a job well done.

Chester ;0=)

Winter Watercolors Wednesday

10 Reasons Why It's Great to be a Dog

1. If it itches, you can reach it. And no matter where it itches, no one will be offended if you scratch it in public.
   
   
2. No one notices if you have hair growing in weird places as you get older.
   
   
3. Personal hygiene is a blast: No one expects you to take a bath every day, and you don't even have to comb your own hair.
   
   
4. Having a wet nose is considered a sign of good health.
   
   
5. No one thinks less of you for passing gas. Some people might actually think you're cute.
   
   
6. Who needs a big home entertainment system? A bone or an old shoe can entertain you for hours.
   
   
7. You can spend hours just smelling stuff.
   
   
8. No one ever expects you to pay for lunch or dinner. You never have to worry about table manners, and if you gain weight, it's someone else's fault.
   
   
9. It doesn't take much to make you happy. You're always excited to see the same old people. All they have to do is leave the room for five minutes and come back.
   
   
10. Every garbage can looks like a cold buffet to you. 

All that is very true but after the blizzard this week, I'm going to add one more very important reason why it's great to be a dog.

11. You don't have to shovel. 

As much fun as this snow is, I'm thinkin' I shoulda

stayed in Acapulco with my friends.

Happy Valentine's Weekend!

♥♥♥

Chester ;0=)

Another White Wednesday

Hearing Aid

Hi Everybody! Chester's Mom here and I'm asking for your help. I caught Chester and his Dad having a conversation out in the snow the other day. To me, it looks like they are up to no good but I was too far away to hear. Maybe some of you would like to fill in the blanks for me.

Chester's Dad: ?

Chester: ?

I can hardly wait to see what you heard.

Thanks again for your help and I hope you have a great week.

Chester's Mom ;0=)

P.S. Chester's Pappy has been in the hospital over the last week so I must apologize that our blog visits have been even less frequent than usual. Hopefully he will be coming home soon and we can catch up. I miss seeing what you've all been up to!

Snow Commotion

Everybody's doin' a brand new dance now ~

Come on baby, do the Snow Commotion*...

I know you'll get to like it

if you give it a chance now ~

Come on baby, do the Snow Commotion.

Come on baby, jump up!

Mmmmmm jump back.......

Do it nice and easy and now don't lose control

A little bit of rhythm and a lot of soul...

So come on, come on, and do

the Snow Commotion with me-eeeeeeee!

Thanks for the dance!

I had a blast but now I need to cool my undercarriage.

While we're in cool-down mode I'll show ya the picture

of me and Santa at the animal shelter Saturday.

Yeah, it's really me with this jolly old elf but

I don't think the photographer had his

chocolate filter on 'cuz it's kinda

hard to see my handsome self.

Mom tried to "enhance" it but that resulted in some very scary pics

so we're just gonna let it alone.

Oh yeah! Remember when I said we was gonna jailbreak

a brother outta the animal shelter joint?

Well........ it didn't go as well as we had hoped.

Santa and I had a long discussion about it but for now

I am sorry to report that I am still an only fur-child.

But I did bring home a souvenir.

Happy Monday friends!

Chester ;0=)

*In case you don't know the tune that I'm singin' here, click on the link to hear The Locomotion. It also coincidentally looks very similar to The Sole Train.