Daddy gave me a couple of fingerfuls of his ice cream cone, as a treat. Now the clean up must begin.







A fella has to keep himself and his beard in tip-top shape, after all.
Stay tidy, and keep those elbows up!
The Bowz 🐾
Daddy gave me a couple of fingerfuls of his ice cream cone, as a treat. Now the clean up must begin.







A fella has to keep himself and his beard in tip-top shape, after all.
Stay tidy, and keep those elbows up!
The Bowz 🐾
🎶 Summertime and the livin’ is easy…🎶 The patio door remains open all day and there is one of those magnetic screen doors covering it, allowing both human and doggo to come and go effortlessly. It also means I never eat alone, anymore.
Even though Bowser likes to remain vigilant at the front of his own yard most of the time, he has this 6th sense about when I am getting ready to sit down with some food and invariably appears.



Yes, I know, I do know…Even if I didn’t actually create this situation I am certainly rewarding and perpetuating it. Humour me!
Elbows up,
The WB
Bowser and the chickens are still peacefully cohabitating, when together. We are somewhat amazed but remain ever vigilant.



We hope your weekend is equally Zen.
Elbows up,
The WB
Note: I wrote and scheduled this post to run weeks ago. No, I have not magically recovered from Covid-19. I am still isolating from the world.
The forestry company that manages the trails Bowser and I walk on just about every day has decided to dig a bunch of trenches at all the entrances to our trail. This is apparently to discourage motorized traffic on their roads. Last year there were people setting up camp down by the creek (even an RV got down there, somehow!) so I do understand why they want to discourage this behaviour. And I get dismayed by the amount of trash that I pick up (the stuff small enough to carry, anyways) that gets left behind by the campers and partiers. But does this strategy even work?





Sure enough, a few days later Bowser and I had to step off the trail to allow a mud-encrusted pickup (not related to the forestry folks; just a good ol’ boy enjoying the dirt) to roar by us. Good job, Trench creators!

Feelin’ salty, but keeping those elbows up!
The WB
You know how Bowser likes to take the leash (the poop bag, actually) in his mouth and start off by walking himself down the street? Well, usually he lets go at the end of our street and I take over from there.

But sometimes he just doesn’t want to let go. And then this happens:





We hope you get some great walks in, this weekend.
Elbows up,
The WB
A couple of the hens have gone broody so my son-in-law decided to take advantage by purchasing some fertilized eggs for them to sit on. The first batch started hatching a few days ago.
Of course, this has caused much excitement among the humans here. But what about Bowser?





Yes, yes. Of course you are! But don’t rest on your laurels, Bowzie Boy 😉. Those chicks are awfully darn cute!
We hope your weekend is filled with cuteness.
Elbows up, and Happy upcoming Canada Day! Feeling very grateful for living here! 🇨🇦 🥳
The WB
I meant to post these photos last month and they got lost in the bazillions millions hundreds dozens of photos I accumulate on my phone each month (almost all of You Know Who). So here of some photos of Bowser and his daddy and the chickens, all peacefully (?) coexisting and free-ranging on the property.





Because Bowser is who he is (and we love him for it), he will never be able to be around any small thing unsupervised. A farm guardian dog he will never be. It is not in his DNA. Schnauzers were bred to hunt and kill small prey around a farm, and Bowser cannot discern between vermin and domestic small things.
And, let’s not forget his love of anything that squeaks (or squawks):
Like I said, supervision is CRITICAL and MANDATED 😉.
We hope you have a calm and peaceful weekend.
Elbows up!
The WB
Last week we had our first taste of hot summer weather. Did that deter us from our regular walking schedule? Not on your nelly!









And so ends our hot weather walkies! We hope you can get outside and enjoy your weather too, whatever it may bring!
Elbows Up,
The WB

My daughter reminded me that this past week was the 3rd annniversary of Bowser coming into our lives. So here are some of the many, many photos on her phone of that first month with our favourite little rascal.









I hope you’ve enjoyed seeing these photos of Bowser as a puppy as much as I have. We hope you have some fun reminiscing of your own to do this weekend.
Elbows up,
The WB
Can I tell you something, Oma?



Now I need to recover…
Paws up,
The Bowz 🐾