1st Away Game

before we can switch from pup­py nose work (cook­ies and box­es) Giz­mo needs to do 6 search­es away from home or the train­ing facil­i­ty.

this is loca­tion one. the park next to the train depot and the police sta­tion in Duvall. we did two search­es one along the path and one along the rock wall. shown here.

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Morroccan Chili

It’s not real­ly chili. It’s actu­al­ly soup, but it’s served at Box­ing Day when there’s Red Chili and Green Chili so this is  Orange Chili. It’s also Veg­an. And, odd­ly, accord­ing to a Moroc­can bar­tender I once described it to, pret­ty dan­ged authen­tic. Go fig­ure.

Easy to mul­ti­ply for crowds. Remem­ber = Do not feed Adri­an cilantro.

Con­tin­ue read­ing “Mor­roc­can Chili”

Spiced Pecans

More hol­i­day requests. I’m remak­ing some bits of the web­site over here and just to make sure that I don’t end on any­one’s naughty list, I’m mak­ing sure that all of the most request­ed recipes stay avail­able. This one is for the crack-addic­tive pecans that show up at hol­i­day par­ties when any­one is sil­ly enough to say “oh just bring some­thing to nib­ble on.” You’ve been warned. I think these are based on some­thing that came from Cook­ing Light.

Hint: Make Lots.

Con­tin­ue read­ing “Spiced Pecans”

Red Chili in a Slow Cooker

A tra­di­tion at the Box­ing Day Par­ty. We’ve giv­en this recipe to skiers, foot­ball fans, par­ents of tod­dlers who refuse to eat “fun­ny stuff”, and moth­ers of teenage boys who don’t eat so much as inhale. What­ev­er. It dis­ap­pears by the boat load. Serve with corn bread is you’re feel­ing ambi­tious. Tor­tillas if you aren’t. Beer is good too.

Con­tin­ue read­ing “Red Chili in a Slow Cook­er”

Puppy, Puppy, Puppy

(edit — this is old. I mean, real­ly. The pup­py already lives with us. It’s utter chaos.)

I did­n’t intend it to hap­pen this way. I mean, I did intend to some day, per­haps not too long from now, get anoth­er Bou­vi­er. But not right now. Except that right now is how it hap­pened. Or will hap­pen. Real Soon Now.

Ivan passed away on April 4th. Sud­den­ly. It was all a bit dra­mat­ic and unpleas­ant and, well, unfor­tu­nate. So I wrote to Susan to let her know. And then it all hap­pened. There were pup­pies. And one male unspo­ken for. And Jim and I talked about it and… and…

in the words of my friend S. Pup­py, pup­py, pup­py. She’s also the one who said, omg _eyebrows_

So here we are with a pup­py in-bound and I gave away all of my baby gates to peo­ple with actu­al­ly babies and the ex-pens last held sheep and the crates are bro­ken down and stored in the barn and the old lady dog will not know what hap­pened to her qui­et, order­ly, bor­ing life.

We vis­it­ed last week­end. They were 712 weeks old and goofy and adorable in the way that Bou­vi­er pup­pies are. I have pic­tures and video to prove it.

 

 

Going Home

July 21st. The big day.

He was just wait­ing for us to come for him.

yup, it's me.
Just Wait­ing for You to Say the Word

There was some play time. All the young­sters get­ting in on it. There’s a pile of chew toys under there some­where.

all those puppy butts!
Pup­py Play­time

Susan showed us a lit­tle of what the boy could do. Here he’s start­ing a Down.

um, it's going to where?
Down, Fol­low­ing a Treat

He sits so very hard. As if sheer deter­mi­na­tion will get big­ger, bet­ter cook­ies.

i'm sitting, i'm sitting, i'm sitting
Extras?

It was a long ride home. Giz­mo gets car sick. He’s a pret­ty good sport about it, but it’s not how he likes to spend the day.

Once home he had a good run around the work yard and got some treats.

really? aren't all four paws supposed to be on the ground?
Gimme, Gimme, Gimme

Met the old dog.

hey, what's that big floppy thing you brought home?
Meet­ing Dee-Dee

Posed for a nice por­trait. My Two Dudes

handsome!
Jim and Giz­mo

Had a real­ly wild run from the barn to the rock wall and back and forth chas­ing Jim.

exrecise
Run­ning Laps

He can real­ly get the ears and lips and tongue fly­ing.

::snork::
Def­i­nite­ly Some Sort of UFO

Then got to wade in the buck­et.

splash
Buck­ets are for Wad­ing…
drink it? nu huh.
Right? Oh, Drink­ing…

That wet dog look is one that we’re get­ting used to.

i wanted to be a water dog
All Wet

This isn’t going to be quite as cute in Jan­u­ary. No, he isn’t going to give up play­ing in the buck­ets just because it’s 30 degrees out­side instead of 90.

ahhhh
Relax-Mode

At the end of the day — at the end of almost every day. He smiles.

and I like your tile
Hap­py Pup­py Smiles

Hello, my name is Gizmo.

This is my baby pic­ture.

I will, no doubt pay for this when he's 3 years old.
too damned cute for school

Lara took it a cou­ple of weeks ago when she and Jim came to vis­it us. No doubt when I am old­er I will wish that I had­n’t post­ed it here. But for now I hope you enjoy it and all of the oth­ers.

Here’s some video of us play­ing tug.

Pups play with tug toy from lar­isa har­riger on Vimeo.

We sent hours play­ing and chas­ing each oth­er and hav­ing our pic­tures tak­en. Boy were we all tired by the time the sun was going down.

who requested turn-down service?
all fall down

In a cou­ple of weeks I’ll be at my new home on the west side of the moun­tains where it is cool­er and there is a lot more grass. I’ll have to share the house with some cats, but there will only be one oth­er dog and there will be inter­est­ing ani­mals in the pas­ture and new places to go and new peo­ple to meet. I think it will be fun. And maybe a lit­tle scary. I’m sure my folks will take good care of me.