S is for Squeaky

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S is for Squeaky

Tucker's favorite toys are squeaky tennis balls. He grabs them any time he is excited. In this video we were getting ready to go for a walk. As you can see, the blankets on the chesterfield, or in keeping with the S theme, the sofa, do nothing to protect it from Tucker's claws or fur.

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Hi there. I'm Tucker. My Mom (I like to call her Bud) usually writes this blog. Her friends and family have been after her to add a new entry but she just keeps getting distracted by other things so I decided to take things into my own paws.

I've been told I am a very handsome dog and after seeing this picture, I have to agree.

We had our first snowfall of the season this week and Bud dressed up warm and took me for a walk to Three Mile Dam and the Pipeline. Its my favorite place because I can be leash free. When we came to a fork in the road I decided we should go left....There's a pond up this way you know. Being the good human that she is, Bud followed along without complaint.

There were a lot of interesting smells in the grass. Had to watch out for those burrs though. They are nasty when they get caught in my tail. Once I had 15 of them caught in the fur between my hind legs...Ouch. I had to sit very still while Bud combed them out.

We walked over the first little hill.

I wanted to keep going down the road but Bud said it was too slippery. I suggested she take off her boots and socks and used her toenails for traction like I do. She said thanks for the suggestions but she would prefer to use her Yak Traks and would remember them next time. Humans have to make everything so complicated!

When the River Meets the Sea

When the River Meets the Sea

(Words by Paul Williams)

For my sister

When the mountain touches the valley

All the clouds are taught to fly

As our souls will leave this land most peacefully

Though our minds be filled with questions

In our hearts we'll understand

When the river meets the sea

Like a flower that has blossomed

In the dry and barren sand

We are born and born again

most gracefully

Plus the winds of time will take us
With a sure and steady hand

When the river meets the sea

Sonia Jean

July 28, 1945 - April 9, 2010

Toy Tales

Here are two of Tuckers toys, safely perched on the piano. On the left is Orange Bert so named because of his orange sherbet colour. He replaced Pink Bunny who is no longer with us because my brother's Labrador, Jesse, eviscerated him. Orange Bert hasn't got much stuffing, nor has he a sqeaker, so he should be safe from Jesse. On Orange Bert's right is Squirrel.....Squirrel's fur has become rather stiff and matted from being chewed on so much. But so far, at least, he is intact.

Can't say the same for Earless Bunny. Earless Bunny was One-Eared Bunny until yesterday when he lost his second ear to a Tucker attack. Sorry Bunny but better your ear than my pillows or oven mitts.

And this is Headless Puddy. Puddy, as she was once known, has been around for a long time. It was a gift, for me, from cousin Elaine many years ago. Then along came Cali! Puddy was chewed and shaken and much enjoyed. Puddy kept her head until Jesse got at her one day. Poor Puddy. Now nobody knows if she is coming or going!

My Energetic Dog

I often comment and sometimes complain that Tucker has an over abundance of energy. He also knows how to relax.

I rest my case!

Trout River Pond

Now that we are officially into autumn I thought it would be a good time to reflect back on the summer. I had such a nice time this summer. I stayed on the rock but had so much company that the time just flew by. One of the highlights was spending time with Paula. While she was home visiting her mom, we visited and did some hiking. One of our favorite hikes is Trout River Pond.

The first part of the trail takes you through a boreal forest. Most of the time you can also see the pond.

Its a twisty, sometimes hilly trail that crosses several small brooks. Here my knapsack is taking a short break by the brook.

Paula taking a break by a brook........

And me......by a brook. Why must I always pull my hat down over my eyes!!!




The second part of the trail comes out behind the Tablelands. Its so beautiful with the rolling hills.

And always the amazing view of Trout River Pond.

The Tableland Mountains can look quite barren at first glance. But there are actually some very beautiful flowers. If you look carefully amont the rocks you can find Round Leaved Sundew, an insectiverous plant with sticky, hairy leaves that attract insects.

There are lots of Pitcher Plants.....another insect loving plant.

I think this is Mountain Saxifrage.




And there are clusters of deceptively frail looking Harebells.

This is a 14 km hike, 7 in and 7 out and worth every step.

ABc Wenesday ~ G

ABC Wednesday ~ G

G is for Gulls. These Herring Gulls are diving for treats in Lomond Campground in Gros Morne National Park. A fisherman was sitting in his small boat, cutting up fish and throwing it to the gulls.



























This little Gull was taking a stroll down Shallow Bay Beach on the Great Northern Penninsula of Newfoundland.

And this little gull was enjoying the photo op!

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