Saturday, February 19, 2011

Its my birthday and I will bark if I want to


Big day today Jesse, Megan Susan and Dan are coming up for Jesses 40th birthday. 40 is a big one for humans. Get this folks when they brought me from Arizona the vet took a guess at my birthday and put it at February 16 the same day as Jesse’s weird uh?  
So in dog years I am about 8 that is really old about 56 in human years. As bones says oh to be 56 again. I feel the best I have ever felt I am a reborn again puppy and I am one bad ass handsome smart agile and funny dude. The cats and I have been coming up with new games and I am so jazzed to be alive that my smile never leaves my face.

I went to the local river with Deb and Bones the other day. There was nobody around and once again the day was perfect. I waded into the water got up to my massive chest and figured that was deep enough for me. I pranced around for a while just to entertain my humans. They seem to get such joy from my antics that I consider it my job to put on a show for  them.
It is pretty cool up here I have the squirrel field I have the grass strip and I have the river. As far as I can tell all these spots have been designed just for me. Oh sure occasionally there are other humans and dogs and sometimes I have to share. Sharing is something we all have to learn to do just to make this whole existence work out. Bones loves to share in the water just ask anyone who has ever surfed with him. He is still not able to surf and finds it very frustrating and sometimes gets very depressed. I do my best to bring him out of his foul moods by being the natural showman I have discovered  I am.
When Deb gets home I grab one of my Squirrel toys toss it in the air catch it in my mouth roll over on my back and hold it above my head with my 2 front feet while I grin from ear to ear. I am the funniest dog on the planet well at least on planet Deb and Bones.
Now just to let you know if I see trouble coming I don’t back down in fact I have developed what I call the 100 pound head. When I encounter a another dog with an attitude I run over and put my head on his neck .I don’t care how big they are. I then use gravity and  turn my head into the mighty Unspunnenstein stone ( look it up) and growl menacingly. I did this to a Saint Bernard the other day and he ignored me. Sometimes that is alright because I have been known to bite off more than I can chew. 

I am resting up for the big night so happy to see the crew again. I wish Roxy could come but we are pretty wild together and it would not be fair for the cats.
I know you humans sometimes get morose on your birthdays but to me this is the best day ever 8 months ago I was terminal today I am terminally happy. I love you Bones, Deb, Susan, Dan, Jesse, and of course the indomitable Megan.
To all those that went before me in Bones and Jesses life: Love, Strider , Audi, Rollo, Alli      cats to numerous to mention: I live this day for you. I salute you my brethren and hope to carry on for years to come. Of course a special dose of love goes out to Baby goodby sweet girl. 
Happy birthday Jesse: Happy birthday to me. I love you Roxy 
We are all in this together so lets share and share alike.
Hugs from the Valley Cash Fargo Bellinger











Friday, February 11, 2011

Valentines day Massacre

     There is a human holiday called Valentines day. The origin is obscured in history and both Bones and I are pretty confident the whole deal is made up by ad men looking for another excuse to sell their wares.

Everything from flowers to blood diamonds are hawked on this day. The radio, the newspaper, the TV all make a lot of money from advertising goods for the  working men of america to waste their  hard earned money on.

The sad part is even if you don't believe in this Dog and Pony show come valentine day if you are empty handed you find out the day still exist.

So I ponder what does my beloved Roxy want for this occasion. I saw her eyeballing a dead seagull on the beach but Bones would not bring it home for her. Normal toys do not last long with the "woo" she destroys them too quickly and the thrill is short lived.

I will do my best to find some suitably grotesque and fragrant morsel for her to munch and roll on.

Meanwhile boys flowers chocolate all passé so better be creative and come up with something your special girl will know had a lot of thought behind it.

Good luck, I know there are some super stinky dead things on Summer-land beach, plenty to go around.


Hugs from the valley: Cash Fargo Bellinger

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Huffyton Post


50 girls to every boy

We went to see the elephant seals a while back. They hang out on a beach in San Simeon near Big Sur.  These guys are huge, the males weigh  5000 pounds, thats like 100 of me. The females are a petite 1500 pounds. that is like 30 Roxys. 
  The males have 50 girlfriends, they dont date or play much. Every year all of them meet up on this one beach just for the purpose of having babies. The one big male hangs around just long enough for the babies to be born and impregnate them again. Then he takes off for 11 months,
 I have one girl friend and that is enough for me. Speaking of girlfriends Roxy and I had a whirlwind week or two. First we went to Ojai to hear Bones band. Well really Meg and Susan and Jesse came to hear the Band , Rox and I hung out in the truck and wrestled and smooched.

Later in the week we hung out on the beach for a few days while Jesse worked.
Roxy likes to run up the beach at me as fast as she can and then bite me in the face real hard. The funny thing is I like to bite her back in the face real hard. Humans don't do this. 

We have a new game with Bones, first we run way up the beach, then we run back directly at him full blast side by side. If he does not move we knock him over. With his bad knee he is a little slow getting out of the way. I think we like this game more than he does.  
Sometimes Rox gets all huffy with me. I know something is bugging her but she claims everything is just fine.
 Does your girlfriend ever do that?

I guarantee your girlfriend is going to win the next argument.
Hugs from the valley Cash Fargo Bellinger: