The Sunday Schnauzer – Doggy Masseuse

Have I mentioned before that Bowser likes to be petted as he drifts off to sleep? Well, he also enjoys a luxurious massage as he wakes back up. I did not see doggy masseuse on my retirement bingo card, but here we are.

Not quite ready to open those eyes.
Yep, that’s the spot!
That’s another good spot, Oma.
Don’t stop!
I said: DON’T STOP.

We hope you take the time to enjoy life’s little luxuries this weekend.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – May Blooming on the Trail

Our walks this month usually start like this:

Getting pointed looks from an impatient Bowser, as seen through my kitchen window.

Many things in bloom this month on the trail (just as lovely as the wisteria in the garden!).

Native trailing blackberry
Honeysuckle
Western Starflower
Thimbleberry
Pacific Dogwood
Nootka Rose (with Bowsie coming in hot for a treat, in the background!)
Alright, alright! You are on the trail and blooming too, Bowser!
Lupins are just getting started on their bloom time.

No matter how the walk starts or what we see on the trail, it ends pretty much the same way:

End of every walk

We hope you enjoy some nature walks this weekend!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – A West Coast Mother’s Day

Last Sunday was Mother’s Day in this part of the world, and the family and house guests headed out to Jack Point for the afternoon. Bowser’s daddy and his bestie had gone out early in the morning to set some crab traps in the deeper water. They were hunting Dungeness crabs.

Now the tide was out and it was time to retrieve the traps and hopefully find some male crabs inside that were big enough to keep.

They put the boats in the water in the estuary, and are making their way to the open ocean to retrieve the traps.

Meanwhile, the women (and Bowser) made our way up the trail to find a picnic spot.

Spot found, and Bowser-approved. You may notice Bowser is sporting a new “do” – trimmed quite short for the summer weather to come.
Bowser sees something in the blue camas.
In the Coast Salish calendar, May is known as the Moon of the Blue Camas. Blue Camas bulbs are a traditional food of the first peoples of this area.
Bowser and I kept watch for the guys to return with the traps.
Bowser had lots of fun exploring the area.
Luck! Quite a few legal-sized crabs were in the traps so a fire was built on the beach and the crabs met their end in boiling water. Here are some of the cooked crabs.
Someone thought crab is delicious, and kept trying to snatch mine out of my hands as I was getting it out of the shell. Here’s Bowser’s daddy giving Bowsie his share.
A tummy full of crab makes one sleepy.
After a fabulous lunch of crab, crackers and fresh veggies, the day clouded over and the wind picked up. So we packed up, and headed back home. But not before taking a mother/daughter shot in front of a sign that seemed written directly about ye olde blogge’s main attraction…LOL!

We hope you had a fabulous weekend and Mother’s Day as well.

Rock on,

The WB

P.S. the next day Bowser treated me to an afternoon of very stinky and silent crab farts 💨 😫. Oh well, I still love his smelly ole butt!

The Sunday Schauzer – New Favourite Toy; Not a Ballie

I pick up a lot of toys at dollar stores and keep them in a box in my entryway for when Bowser is being a complete pain in the ass especially adorable. I usually go with squeaky balls (a proven performer!) but a crinkly stick-type toy caught my eye and ended up in my stash as well. And it looks like it was a hit!

Mine. Mine. MINE.
I dare you to take it from me, Oma!
Yep. That is about how I thought that would go.

We hope you are having fun with your toys, old and new, this weekend.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schauzer – Garden Helper?

I swear that Bowser is some kind of closet doggy gardener because whenever I am working in my yard, he won’t leave me alone. He has the full roam of the property including my landlords’ much bigger yard but decides he must be in my business whenever he sees me with tools in hand.

I ran in to get a drink of water while preparing to install 2 new garden beds (just peeking on right hand side of photo). My taskmaster is watching me through the kitchen window.
The Supervisor

My son-in-law suggested I use string in order to line up the new beds with the existing, for symmetry. This is how that went.

Someone grabbed the string and ran into his yard with it.
Despite not being able to use the string, I did get the beds situated and filled with soil and even planted! With peas and marigolds. No thanks to my favourite photo bomber.
Being a nuisance helper is hard work. Bowser dozing in the spring sun.
Old Sleepy Face was relieved to come inside with me, and rest in style. But demanded scritches until he fell asleep. He seemed to think he deserved them, being such a Good Helper and all…and I obliged.
Finally, peace for both of us.

We hope you are having a productive weekend, with lots of peace too.

Rock on,

The WB