May 28, 2016. Silicon Valley, California (Photo May 30, 2015, Sonoma County Coast.) While thinking about what to say in a notice to family and friends, I recalled something that I’d read or heard that the number of nicknames one has for someone is a mark of the degree of affection that one has for them. That got me and the Muse to thinking… Here’s what we recalled, in no particular order: Chewy, Chew, Chewbacca, […]
Northern California Chewy’s last year was testament to the way life works and to the fact that it eventually comes full circle. No one is exempt. He had various maladies and he had great vets. One thing that really cramped his style was arthritis. Someone told us about a holistic vet in Los Gatos who did acupuncture treatments. Our attitude was, “it can’t hoit” so on January 16, 2016, we took him. As it happened, […]
All over the world Every year, our friends and family waited with bated breath for our Christmas card. Every year we presented a photo of far-flung locales with the Muse and I and the boy. Sometimes the scenes happened almost as shown. We began the tradition in 2007 on the Sonoma County Coast. I told a business associate that we had to rent a helicopter to get the tree onto the rock. She believed it. […]
September 19, 2006 — The Kitchen OK. I conned him into posing: camera in right hand, treat in the left. He did get the treat. (To be continued after a break for different subjects…) (Canon 20D; Canon EF 24-105 f/4L IS USM. Editing in Adobe Photoshop.)
Various Dates — Various Beaches in San Mateo and Sonoma Counties, California Labs and poodles are both water dogs, so you would imagine that a labradoodle like Chewy would love the water. Kind of. He loved the beach. That’s for sure. We didn’t let him swim in the ocean because much of our coast has a murderous undertow. You go out. You don’t come back in. But he loved to run on the beach and […]
December 1, 2014 — Los Gatos Greek Trail, Los Gatos, California “Walkies” is more of a British expression than an Americanism, so we caught on late. It’s a perfect word. We learned it from Wallace and Gromit and adopted it immediately. So did Chewy. He adopted it so well that we had to resort to using other expressions when simply planning a day — perambulate, circumnavigate the block, mosey, constitutional, hike — to prevent him […]
May 21, 2005 — The Driveway Chewy was an accidental labradoodle. Love child of a lab and a poodle who were left to do their own thing. That made him, in breederspeak, an F-1. That means that in a litter, there is an even chance of the offspring having fur from the lab, wiry hair from the poodle, or fleecy hair from the poodle’s line. Chewy had fleecy hair. The best. Fur sheds and with […]
November 4, 2004 — Fremont Older Open Space Preserve, Cupertino, California We first saw a labradoodle in Castine, Maine on the Fourth of July, 2003. Sort of goofy looking and elegant at the same time. Jet black. Affectionate and intelligent. Patient. Gentle. Full of energy and mellow at the same time. What kind of dog is this? Labradoodle. Mix of standard poodle and lab. I was scratching the back of her head — base of […]
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