Author: Widow Badass

The Sunday Schnauzer – Warmer Weather Brings This

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer24 Comments

After having the trail almost always to ourselves for months now, the warmer weather is bringing more humans out. How do I know this?

Not only flowers blooming on the trail, but also trash left behind by partiers. I had seen piles of trash – including returnables/recyclables – on the trail the day before, so I came prepared for this walk. Or so I thought…
To paraphrase a line from Jaws, I’m gonna need a bigger bag…

Anyways, back to prettier things.

Like trilliums!
And what I think is called a gummy gooseberry.
And of course, the patiently-posing-for-a-treat spring-flowering Schnauzer Berry.

Happy Mother’s Day, everyone!

Elbows up,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – The Return Of The King

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer28 Comments

The patio furniture has reappeared in the Dragonfly Cottage garden and Bowser was of course the first to jump up on sit on it…as soon as the cushions hit the frame. After all, he has rightfully earned the sobriquet of Patio King.

He didn’t immediately go to his preferred spot, which surprised me.
Then he saw it and remembered.
Best seat in the house always has Bowser’s name on it, apparently.
And, of course it wasn’t long until his loyal subject was pressed into petting duty…sigh.

Long live the Patio King!

Elbows up,

The WB

p.s. Yes, I still have the dick pillows!

The Sunday Schnauzer – Toofies

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Bowser’s other grandmother was over recently and marvelled at the state of his teeth. “How are they so white? Do you have them cleaned? (No) Do you brush them? (No) Then why are they so crazy white?

This. It’s just this:

Bowser, happily munching on a found wisteria trimming.
This actual dog can happily chew on a stick or one of his many toys for hours a day, supervising watching us work like proverbial dogs in the garden.
Bowser, sitting amongst his daddy’s fir tree trimmings, happily chewing on one of his spiky toys.
Does life get any better than sitting in the spring sun with a stick between your paws? Bowser doesn’t think so.
We think this is the reason for the white toofies.

May we all take our oral hygiene as seriously as this dog does!

Elbows up,

The WB

P.S. Fellow Canadians: if you haven’t already, be sure to get out and vote tomorrow!!!

The Sunday Schnauzer – Spring Walkies

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer, See the Beauty32 Comments

Our daily walks have been outright glorious lately. It’s such a treat to see the plants come into bloom.

Salmon Berry flowers
Mass of fawn lilies
Close up of fawn lilies
Bowser is loving spring too, although he is not interested in any flowers unless they are flower-shaped dog treats!
The Oregon grape bushes are flowering and they are scenting the air most wonderfully!
Trilliums can be seen in the more wooded areas of our walks.
Bowser making a (somewhat unnecessary) water crossing – I choose to cross over a drier, more rocky path instead.
Flowering Western coltsfoot.
He may look stern, but Bowser is actually thrilled to have spring weather again.

We hope you are able to enjoy the weather, wherever you are.

Elbows up,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Bowser Is A Harsh Taskmaster

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I know some of you think Bowser is all love and light – a happy-go-lucky soul – spreading joy and cuteness like rays of sunshine everywhere he goes.

Listen. To. Me.

Actually, Bowser is an unrelenting, unapologetic authoritarian taskmaster and I am helpless in resisting his demands.

You must not Stop. The. Pets.
If I hesitate for even one small second to rest my tired hand, I get THE PAW coming at me.
Stop holding my paw and pet me. PET. ME. NOW!
That’s better.

If I am slow to respond to Comments, please send help. I am being trapped in servitude to this authoritarian bully despot enforcer tyrant dog.

Elbows up,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer -Now I Am Three

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer29 Comments

On Thursday, the star of Ye Olde Blogge had another birthday!

The day started out with the usual walk in the woods.

Lots of happy sniffing.
Lots of trudging through the creek and keeping an eye out for trouble!
Lots of sitting pretty while Oma holds a treat in her other hand.

Later that day, the rest of the pack took Bowser out for a birthday dinner while Oma was at her knitting class.

Family portrait
Ready to party!
Time for the cat food (Bowser kryptonite) “cake”!

Happy birthday, dearest Bowsie!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Is My Sock Knitting Safe?

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer, Yarn Adventures24 Comments

In these troubling times, I have returned to knitting as a calming and meditative practice. However, it is not quite so calming when Bowser is on the scene. Remember this and this?

Don’t be fooled by this angelic face. He is looking at my knitting and scheming, I just know it.

Anywho, I have switched from wooden double-pointed needles to metal-tipped circulars for my sock knitting so Bowser won’t be able to snack on the needles I think?!…and I am being doubly cautious about where I leave them in case he gets ahold of them and tries snacking on them. For obvious reasons. Not the least of which is he could seriously hurt himself.

I’m admiring my newly finished sock and he is admiring the 2nd sock I am starting, on my lap.
It looks really good on him. Perhaps I should knit him a sweater?
My yarn is safe, for now…

We hope you stay safe from yarn thieves this weekend.

Elbows up,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – The Return of the Snuggler?

On By Widow BadassIn Adventures with dogs, Bowser the Schnauzer33 Comments

Bowser knows it’s spring and is loathe to come inside. Or is he?

I was busy in the kitchen when I glanced outside and saw this.

I felt I was being watched.
So I went to my back patio door and invited in him in. Nope! Not having it.

Back to the kitchen I went, to continue with my food preparation. A few minutes later, I looked outside again and saw this.

He’s inching closer.
I went back to the patio door again. Again, a refusal to come in.

So, I finish what I was doing in the kitchen and head to the living room to pick up my knitting (my refuge in these troubling times). Then I see this.

OK. He finally wants to end the staring contest and come in.
But, more staring – indoor version. What? Do you need a snuggle?
The answer is yes.
Forget about knitting for the foreseeable future. You will be calming yourself by petting the dog sleeping on your lap instead!

We hope you have a restful weekend with lots of snuggles.

Elbows up,

The WB