Except it was just Tweed, not Piper, and it was blackberries, not peppers.
This afternoon we took a trip out to Dog Heaven in Ladner to walk the poocheroonis. The weather started out kind of sour, but soon turned quite lovely. DH is gorgeous at this time of year.
It was also the land of plenty. We came home overflowing with juicy and tiny little plums:
And loads of the sweet purpley goodness that are blackberries:
Like the world's most awesome, and totally free, farmer's market. They even had frogs available.
How cool is that? And, umm, what kind of frog is that? All I know is that as I asked Auntie Jackie "think it's poisonous?" I was already reaching for it. My sense of danger is smarter than my brain-body connection, apparently.
But anyway, back to the blackberries, the inspiration for today's title.
Today I watched Tweed work something out in his little pee brain: he watched us pick blackberries and put them in our little buckets. He watched the other dogs get fed blackberries from the little buckets. A lightbulb turned over his fuzzy head.
Hmmmm .... I haz an idea ....
He then decided to bypass the middleman (ie, the buckets) and help himself to blackberries right off the plant.
Nom.
Now I know lots of dogs eat plants out of the garden and whatnot, and even Woo has helped himself to blackberries from time to time. What was interesting to me was watching Tweed's brain work out the connection between the purple yumyums in the bucket and the source - he glanced from me to the bucket a few times, then from the bucket to the plant, then he left the crowd o'canines jostling at my feet and headed straight for the blackberries on the vine and started chowing down. That's deductive reasoning!
Previous to this, the blackberry bushes were just annoyances that tried to grab his wiener when he lifted his leg for a whiz.
Yay! I am so smart!
Me too! Wait, what?
Dog Heaven is a great place to walk the dogs, but it's a pretty far drive just to canoodle with the canines. Don't you wonder what we were doing way out there?
The berry bushes are that way, guys. Why are you walking away from them?
Well, I woke up this morning and decided that more than anything in the world, I needed some Peanuts. In fact, I was absolutely determined to lay my eyes on 8 peanuts before noon.
Lucky for me, Tess the TDBCR foster dog, had 8 peanuts to share!
Meet Lucy, Sally, Patty, Linus, Charlie, Spike, Schroeder and Franklin!
ZOMG!
Tess had her puppies this past Sunday - 3 females, 5 males, all perfect and wonderful little tri colours.
She is being a great mum - a little confused and stressed, but mostly doing wonderfully.
What happened here? As doG as my witness, I will never have sex again!
Well that's true. Tess is going to be spayed once her pups are weaned, and then she'll want a home of her own too.
In the meantime, she is working hard at keeping her little Peanuts safe.
Enough photos. Take facebox and vamonos plz.
I'm rather partial to this little gentleman, Linus:
But they are ALL lovely!
The other 4 boys:
And the little ladies:
I WANT ONE!
You might too - but please, we are not accepting applications for the puppies yet. It will be several more weeks before they are old enough for us to start finding them homes. Also, I need time to find a new home for me so I can have first pick ;-) *sigh* If only that were true.
So. Much. Want.
Oh hai! Don't mind me, I'm just passing through this entry ...
This afternoon we took a trip out to Dog Heaven in Ladner to walk the poocheroonis. The weather started out kind of sour, but soon turned quite lovely. DH is gorgeous at this time of year.
It was also the land of plenty. We came home overflowing with juicy and tiny little plums:
And loads of the sweet purpley goodness that are blackberries:
Like the world's most awesome, and totally free, farmer's market. They even had frogs available.
How cool is that? And, umm, what kind of frog is that? All I know is that as I asked Auntie Jackie "think it's poisonous?" I was already reaching for it. My sense of danger is smarter than my brain-body connection, apparently.
But anyway, back to the blackberries, the inspiration for today's title.
Today I watched Tweed work something out in his little pee brain: he watched us pick blackberries and put them in our little buckets. He watched the other dogs get fed blackberries from the little buckets. A lightbulb turned over his fuzzy head.
Hmmmm .... I haz an idea ....
He then decided to bypass the middleman (ie, the buckets) and help himself to blackberries right off the plant.
Nom.
Now I know lots of dogs eat plants out of the garden and whatnot, and even Woo has helped himself to blackberries from time to time. What was interesting to me was watching Tweed's brain work out the connection between the purple yumyums in the bucket and the source - he glanced from me to the bucket a few times, then from the bucket to the plant, then he left the crowd o'canines jostling at my feet and headed straight for the blackberries on the vine and started chowing down. That's deductive reasoning!
Previous to this, the blackberry bushes were just annoyances that tried to grab his wiener when he lifted his leg for a whiz.
Yay! I am so smart!
Me too! Wait, what?
Dog Heaven is a great place to walk the dogs, but it's a pretty far drive just to canoodle with the canines. Don't you wonder what we were doing way out there?
The berry bushes are that way, guys. Why are you walking away from them?
Well, I woke up this morning and decided that more than anything in the world, I needed some Peanuts. In fact, I was absolutely determined to lay my eyes on 8 peanuts before noon.
Lucky for me, Tess the TDBCR foster dog, had 8 peanuts to share!
Meet Lucy, Sally, Patty, Linus, Charlie, Spike, Schroeder and Franklin!
ZOMG!
Tess had her puppies this past Sunday - 3 females, 5 males, all perfect and wonderful little tri colours.
She is being a great mum - a little confused and stressed, but mostly doing wonderfully.
What happened here? As doG as my witness, I will never have sex again!
Well that's true. Tess is going to be spayed once her pups are weaned, and then she'll want a home of her own too.
In the meantime, she is working hard at keeping her little Peanuts safe.
Enough photos. Take facebox and vamonos plz.
I'm rather partial to this little gentleman, Linus:
But they are ALL lovely!
The other 4 boys:
And the little ladies:
I WANT ONE!
You might too - but please, we are not accepting applications for the puppies yet. It will be several more weeks before they are old enough for us to start finding them homes. Also, I need time to find a new home for me so I can have first pick ;-) *sigh* If only that were true.
So. Much. Want.
Oh hai! Don't mind me, I'm just passing through this entry ...
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27 comments:
OMG Peanuts! Want want want! Er..sorry.. a bit overcome with the cuteness for a minute.
Gah! Now that I have my own house I can have as many as I want!...except I only want two. So...I will trade you one annoying red dog named Daz(zle) (dumb girley name for a boy dog...taking nominations for new name) for one cute itty bitty!..! eep!
CONGRATS on the PUPPIES! Ah memories of sleepless nights ;)
how do u always manage to be so random that it all actually ends up going together? I love it, you always make me laugh!!
Your frog appears to be a nonpoisonous Pacific Tree Frog. And very handsome, too!
http://www.carcnet.ca/english/herps.html
Greetings from the San Juan Islands in WA state...LOVED your post today! Think I must try out my fur-gal on wild blackberries...never thought of that but I bet she'd love 'em (loves blueberries!) Wanted to let you know that your little frog is a western native (native to our part of the coast as well) and is called the Pacific Tree Frog. Don't worry - these cute ones are definitely NOT poisonous! Here's a link to more info on Wiki: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pacific_Tree_Frog
Thanks again for the great post - totally LOVE the peanuts, too :>}}
::dies of want:: Please to be giving me a puppy peanut, it is the only thing that can bring me back to life.
Great post today, Tweed rocks!
Wow...Tweed is a smarty pants. I love watching a dog actually figure something out.
More importantly, ZOMG!!! PUPPIES!!!!!
My doggie Remington loves to dig his own carrots from the garden, and it didn't take him long either to figure it out.
I want a peanut too! Oh my, all that peanutty goodness!
Who knew woo was a genius???
And peanuts = waaaaaaahhhhhnnnnnttt
ZOMG, the potatoes are CUTE!
Can I also just say that pictures of mama dogs curled protectively over their peanuts gives me the warm fuzzies?
ZOMG, PUPPPPPIIIIIEEEESSSSS!!!!
Well done, Tweed!
Great shot of the blog-trespassing Irish Setter! :-)
The cuteness involved in this post, both the blackberry eating and the PEANUTS ate my face off. Seriously I am sitting here faceless! Luckily I have a friend with 2 Kerry Blue healers so I know that those cattle dogs are not for me. Little whippersnappers. But please, oh please. More peanut pictures would make me so very happy!
What terrific pictures!!
Benny & Lily
OMD! What a smart dog Tweed! :D
Too funny! You know, I must be the only one who DOESN'T want a peanut. You take my peanut and send me Tweed. I love smart men.
To Jo: Um. Let's see. There is no such breed as a Kerry Blue Heeler. There is a Kerry Blue Terrier (http://www.kerryblues.info/), which does not herd. There is a Blue Heeler (one form of Australian Cattle Dog) (http://www.cattledog.com/)which does herd. The peanuts are Border Collies (http://www.nebcr.org/), which are neither Kerry Blue Terriers nor Blue Heelers. We do not yet know if they will herd.
Yep I agree with Carol. Peanuts are ultra kawaii, but no thanks! Instead send me one orange basketball named Woo please!
I love watching animals figure things out like that! I'll never forget the time my cat figured out that the image in the mirror was actually a reflection of me. He was sitting on his cat tower and I was sitting in bed, reading. A mirror on the other side of the room was positioned so that he could see me and I could see him. He was looking at it, and when I moved he quickly looked at me, then back at the mirror. He kept doing this for a while. You could totally tell he'd had a revelation about what a mirror does!
Am fortunate to live with two excellent "Master Blackberry-ers" who will not eat the blackberries off the thicket until the berries have reached the perfect nexus of sweet and tart. Opie and Nicky will both go so far as to put the berry in their mouth before trying to pluck it. But if it doesn't pop off *just right*, the berry stays there for a few more days. When I see them carefully snacking away, I know its time to go out with the bucket and clear the day for making jam.
Now the world knows that Tweed is not just a pretty face. He's handsome AND smart!
Please do me a favor and stop killing me with the cute (NOT). The desire for puppy breath is truly overwhelming!!
OhMyDawg. Blackberries, peanuts...ah, good thing I'm allergic to peanuts (NOT!). I have nobody to trade, but your blog just amazes me! The pics, the text, the humor - you MUST write a book someday (only it would be so long and so big, nobody could afford it....). Lovely, just lovely....
*If* I were in need of a puppy, a tricolor out of working parents from TDBCR would be my dream come true.
But I am not, so I will just continue to enjoy the blog.
What? No, I said I'm NOT looking for a puppy. Really. Not not not.
BTW, Kepler, who passed his 4th birthday earlier this month, says hi, and he thanks you for finding him someone who can absorb all his bounteous love.
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