The Sunday Schnauzer – Lie Down With Dogs…

…Wake up like this! The kids went to the mainland so Oma was on overnight dog-sitter duty.

Most of the night he slept down by my feet. Then in the morning he decided to move up by my head.
One of us is not getting any more sleep. Sigh…
OK, this is kinda cute.
Really, Bowser?
Don’t get too comfortable, my friend!
OK, I give up. I’ll read my book for a while. Also, my hair matches Bowser’s fur kinda perfectly, doncha think?
Uhhhh, maybe I won’t be reading. Might as well get up!
Even after I got up, this pupster was STILL not ready to greet the day. Sheesh!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Some of My Other Favourite Things

Two weeks ago I showed you my ballie. Oma said this week I could show you other things I love but not as much as my ballie, and that mostly end up in my mouth. Oma is still busy with her move to the Bowserlands. She says she will be here soon. I cannot wait.

Strawberries! (Any berry, actually)
Napping with my family!
Especially when I lay on them so they can’t get away when I am asleep!
Mommy’s toes!
Shaking and chewing on Placeholder, Oma’s fake dog! Oma, you don’t need a Placeholder any more – I’m here now!
Tug of War!
Running!
Supervising renovations at the Bowserlands!
Even if it is tiring work!
Exploring!
Watermelon!
And last but not least, playing in the ocean!

I hope you have lots of favourite things too.

Rock on (I still don’t know what this means but Oma says Her blogge, Her rules),

The Bowz 🐾

The Sunday Schnauzer – Paper Roses

Here’s how my days are going this summer:

  1. Spend the early morning (or previous evening) packing up a load to take to the new place.
  2. Unload into Homer (the storage unit at the new place, so named by the previous owners).
  3. Go into my unit and prep for renovating, joined by the next door neighbour’s dog, You-Know-Who.
  4. Clean up the mess made by the neighbour dog.
  5. Go back to the apartment.
  6. Rinse and repeat.

Case in point:

I wasn’t doing anything, Oma. Why are you staring at my beard?
I really don’t know what you’re talking about.
What tissue paper flower?
Oh, THAT one
Am I forgiven?

Of course he was. Once I stopped laughing. That magenta tongue!!! 🤣

We hope you have lots of laughs today and everyday. Here’s a bonus ear worm for you, because I can’t get this song out of my head either.

Rock on,

The WB and

The Bowz 🐾

The Sunday Schnauzer – My Ballie

Oma said I could write another dog blog because she is busy packing stuff to move to the Bowserlands. She has a lot of stuff. I don’t know why humans need so much stuff to be happy. I only need one thing (after food, water and love) and I can play for hours: my ballie.

Me and my ballie.
I love to play a game my humans call “Fetch”.
My ballie comes to the beach with me. I love to play fetch anywhere!
I brought the ballie back. Now I wait.
I double-dog dare you to take my ballie from me. Please?

I hope you have a ballie to play with today (along with food, water, and love).

Rock on,

The Bowz 🐾

The Sunday Schnauzer – My People and Me

Oma said I could write another dog blog post for her because she is pupped pooped out from helping Mom and Dad paint and renovate their new house AND from moving some stuff from her place over to their storage building every day. (Oma says she will be living real close to me soon, at the Bowserlands!!!) So anyways, here goes…

Oma is trying to get the perfect picture of her, Mommy and me. Mommy’s hair has got the zoomies.
Mommy’s hair is calmed down but Oma says I am not showing my best side. I don’t get it. I am perfect from all sides.
Oma says this isn’t perfect but will have to do. I am happy because I want to get down and explore.
This is Daddy. He says he is used to having big dogs only. You can see I am working on him. Plus I AM a big dog. I don’t know why humans can’t see that. I weigh 10 pounds now.

There are 2 more humans in my life now. Daddy’s two other pups are here for the summer. So I have lots of people to play with me even when the grown ups are busy with their renovating/moving/painting. Life is good. I hope you have lots of playmates too.

Rock on, (I don’t know what this means but Oma says I have to say it)

The Bowz 🐾

The Sunday Schnauzer – Now and Zen

Recently, one of our daily pup-exhausting fun adventures took us to Roberts Memorial Provincial Park, near Bowser’s current home (and my future home!). One thing you may not know about Bowser – he has these contemplative moments (when not sleeping or in action dog mode) where he likes to just sit down and absorb whatever is going on around him. Something about this walk really brought out this side of him…or maybe he just wanted me to pick him up and carry him around 🤷‍♀️. Who knows? This is the Zen of Dogs…😄

It’s about a 1 km walk through the woods to get to the shore. With plenty of stops to take in the beauty of this walk. Bowser wanted you to see the Inukshuk-type rock formation some creative soul built.
At the shore. On one of the many sandstone ledges. The unique circular formations are caused by salt crystals. Click here for a past post featuring more wonderful sandstone formations at another nearby park.
Enjoying some soft grass after exploring the rocky shore and playing in the water.
Gazing out to the sea, pondering the meaning of life…or when the next meal is. Reader’s choice as what is going on in his little peanut of a brain! 🤣
“Relax, do nothing…and just be.” Bowser practicing this mantra.
Enjoying some cuddle time with my little buddy.
Our zen moment over, Bowser looks expectantly at me to provide the next adventure.

After another 1 km walk back through the forest to get to the car, we headed to Bowser’s home for some snacks and a rest.

Mission accomplished! That’s what I call “dog-tired” 🤣

We hope your weekend is going great, and you have plenty of time for contemplation…

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Going Places, Doing Things

In a somewhat vain attempt to burn off an abundance of puppy energy, we are trying to plan an adventure a day, when Bowser is in my care. It also helps with socialization, which is very important if you want a friendly dog who is open and confident when faced with new people, dogs, and situations. So far I have learned that Bowser is a bit of a “party dog” in that he wants to be wherever other adults, kids and dogs are hanging out. He doesn’t understand that dogs are not allowed on many of Vancouver Island’s beaches during the summer months not that this stops some people. We are staying on the right side of the community by-laws and exploring the parts of the shore where dogs are not verboten.

Ready for adventure!
Taking in the view at Piper’s Lagoon Park
No stick too big for this guy!
Except maybe this one. Ah well, we tried…
Feathers are easier to carry around.
Bowser loves beachcombing. At the shore in Ladysmith.
He also loves climbing the rocks.
And posing in front of Ladysmith Harbour.
It’s kinda lonely at the dog park though, when you are the only dog there. Thankfully we met a couple of nice ones on the trail that day.
It’s fun to explore fresh water too. Bowz likes it at the local creek.

Hope your weekend is going well, you are hanging with friends and family, and get to carry around some nice sticks (or feathers).

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schauzer – Mad Bowz: Thunderdome

Lest you think, gentle readers, that the grand puppy is some sort of cuddly angelic being that sleeps all the time (after last week’s post)…I bring you Bowser in the ON POSITION. Here is what immediately happens upon waking up from a nap. It starts off slowly but then inevitably builds up to crazy attack dog mode.

Oh boy, here we go…time to distract with a chew toy.
This works for a bit. Puppy teeth are sharp and puppies don’t always know how to be gentle.

We go outside and play “fetch” to burn off some puppy energy.

Bowz loves to chew the fetch toy when he’s tired of fetch.
He loves squeaky things. Including Oma, when he bites at her toes.
He pulls the socks right off my toes. Actually, I sacrifice my socks to save my toes.

When he gets really frisky we play Tug of War.

But even that isn’t enough to stop him from going after my legs and hands in a frenzy of play. The more I push him away or scold him, the better he likes it. Bowser thinks Oma just likes to play rough and he is always happy to up the ante.

How to survive with skin and clothes intact until Bowser’s parents come home????

Hey, wait a minute…I’ve got an idea!

Behold: THE THUNDERDOME
One can only hope…
You can’t reach my extremities now!
I WILL WEAR YOU OUT.
Surely, he’ll get tired soon…right? RIGHT????

Then I had an idea!

Safe and comfy on my lawnchair, inside THE THUNDERDOME.
“Hey, Oma! When you gonna come out and play with me some more?” Hehehehe…

Rock on,

The WB