Exponential Mad Teeth (tm)

I swear he was full size when we started out. He seems to have shrunk. Repeated washings?

THIS IS NOT SUMMER!!
I don't get it. What did we do wrong? Where did summer go?


Rain or no rain, we go to the beach. And ladies and gentlemen, we had Mad Teeth (tm) in spades today.

There were Almost Mad Teeth (tm) for Tweed

We had Mad Teeth (tm) for Woo

And more Mad Teeth for (tm) for Woo

The problem is, if ones teeth get too mad, one may lose the frisbee.

"Yech, this thing tastes like crap!"

Woo Imitates Driftwood

Piper covets Woo's frisbee, but Woo doesn't give up easily.

It's not always pretty.

Even Princesses can have their off days


I wish I could do this, just once. Doesn't it look like fun?

"Ummm, hello?"

Even Tweird can be a beautiful photograph once in a while

And then again ...

YOU'RE A GOOD BOY, RED DOG

Up Yours, Summer!!

We don't need no stinkin' sunshine to have a good time. Stupid summer wants to play hide and seek? FINE. We'll go to the park without it.

It was not sunny. And it was windy. So windy, someone's toupee blew up on the grass.

Woo took on a greyhound.
And he won.
Never underestimate the power of The Woo.

So anyway ... I'm not one to brag, but I have really graceful dogs. Like uncommonly graceful. I don't want you to be envious, I just want you to appreciate the finesse, the poise, the dignity of these fine animals.

"I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground."

"It's fun to stay at the y-m-c-a."

"OH.MY.GOD. GETINMYMOUTH!!!"

Just when you thought I couldn't come up with anything new and interesting for Beach Time, I reach into my bag of tricks and whip out the FedEx frisbee. ("Germany 2006" is permanently retired. It's laying as flat as bad dog ears in the back of my van.)

Woo demonstrates just how flat.

Woo finds - or rather found, since the frisbee snapped in half before the end of the visit - the FedEx frisbee to be almost as engaging as "Fifa". There was even bark screaming.

And there was anticipatory bouncing at the water's edge

And there were flawless dives into the ocean

And there were arguments, the kind that lead to near drownings

Tweed couldn't watch
(or "do I offend?")

He fought the frisbee, and failed. He knows what a tough adversary it can be. Can't you see how traumatized he is?


But as usual, Woo emerged the victor, He's so saucy.

Victory dance!

"Shit. Where's the frisbee? It's not following me, is it?"

Jezus Red Dog, enough with the shaking wars already!

Oh not you too Tweed!


Piper likes FedEx frisbee too, not only because it's fun in and of itself, but also because it distracts Woo so she can enjoy an unmolested game of ball.

"I'M FREE! YIPPEEEEEEE!"

Or so she thinks (*insert JAWS theme music here*)

Annnnnnnnd out come the Mad Teeth (tm)

I don't know what Woo's doing with the frisbee here. I don't know, and I don't want to know. Is that clear?
Ditto to this photo

Poor Piper. I can't get a decent photo of her where she isn't dipped in sea water and rolled in sand. It's like she suffers eternally for the crime of not being Woo.
But don't we all.

The Dog Blog Motherload

Tweed is, apparently, proud to be Canadian

Tonight, my friends, you have hit the dogblog motherload. I am about to overwhelm you with photos from today's visit to the dog beach. What can I say? Some days, the muse visits me and I have lots of great opportunities for loads of pictures. Today was one such day.

Because this first series of photos is so long, I made it into one photo. You'll see what I mean. If Woo could talk, this is what you would have heard:

"Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie. Gimme the cookie."

He was outraged when Piper thought maybe, possibly, she might consider asking for a cookie as well. Outraged, I tell you.


Eventually, he had to resort to taking a hostage: Adrian's shoe.

Moving on ...

I do not want to anyone to ever tell me again that Tweed and Lars are not long lost brothers, or twins, or doppelgangers of one another. I have the photographic evidence to prove that they are, as I have mentioned before, onedog samedog.

See?

But wait, there's more!!

Lars in an unflattering pose:

Tweed, in a similarly unflattering pose


And making it even worse, Red Dog doing a pale imitation of aforementioned unflattering pose. Peer pressure?

But he redeemed himself by being completely adorable. Seriously. Dogs don't get cuter than this!!

Unless they are labrador retriever puppies. Damn, them things is cute!!

And since I have segued into other people's dogs, here are some more.

That lab puppy again, chock full of rolly polly, ear flopping, gangly cuteness!

Some faces beg to have their photos taken:

And some dogs are just exhibitionists!

These two gladiators go nose to nose, while the ref looks for dirty fighting:
The Winnah, and undisputed champion ...

Lars is other people's dog, right? So let's include Lars, that whacky fella

Now these tiny little guys tickled my funny bone, because they had the Woo-and-Piper-Wars thing going on, except in miniature. All they lacked were Mad Teeth (tm) but one of them rocked the "Totally Disgusted" look. Tiny little mad gnome dogs, I love it! Make sure you click on the photo so you can see their angry little expressions on their funny little faces.

In particular, this pose should ring some Woo bells:

Poor Piper gets no love from the camera these days. It's difficult to get photos of a dog who is spinning in circles behind me.

You can't take Adrian anywhere. He flirts with women shamelessly, even if they are dogs. I mean REAL dogs.
^^STILL AVAILABLE!^^


And finally, another Woo series.

And if Woo could talk, this is what you'd hear:
"Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. Gimme the Chuck-It. MWA HA HA I GOT THE CHUCK-IT"