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A field full of dry grasses and these tufty thistly weeds. Those are containers in the background because this is Port Adelaide, where containers live.
An impromptu portrait as Jasper and I enjoyed a little outdoor time while Jean (my wife) finished up with piano lessons.
...and his name was Jasper. A visit to Boyce Thompson Arboretum over the weekend. Jasper waiting for me to get a move on, while looking extra fluffy
Most Saturdays we try to walk someplace other than our own neighborhood. Sometimes we just choose a random neighborhood. This past weekend we came across a mesquite tree with a rather horizontal trunk that just begged to be posed upon.
Ideally Jasper likes both his humans involved in play. Jasper and I had been playing alone, but then he heard an advertisement starting on the TV and looked to see if his human mom would join us. She did
Welcome to Alliteration Friday, which, ironically, is not alliterated. Anyway, lets step past my strangeness, shall we. Lots of these purple bushes in bloom right now which pleases me. So I asked jasper to pose which he did. A smiling dog and a purple plant - a nice combination in my opinion.
Having successfully kept Rebel Rooster under his protective care, Jasper stood tall and proud. It was a rousing chase around the family room.
I use the term "under protective care" loosely. On Rebel Rooster's first day with Jasper, he lost an eyeball to Jasper's teeth. But luckily, in between being a fighter jet pilot and being a nuclear physicist, I spent some time as an eye surgeon so I was able to reattach Rebel's eyeball and he's fully stereoscopic again.
I was just messing around with the new sky replacement feature in Photoshop CS 2021. Apparently you can also replace a wall with a pretty sky. So here you have a very real Jasper on a fake sandy (or carpeted?) beach at sunset.
This is from a month ago when we spent a few days in Prescott, Arizona. Jasper seemed to really enjoy the town square - some nice grassy grounds and good people watching. Of course he gets a lot of attention from passersby.
The 'Aussie Magic' charter yacht.
On Sydney harbour last Saturday afternoon.
Saturday 1st July, 2023.
Photographed from the Blues Point Reserve.
Blues Point. Near McMahons Point.
At the end of Blues Point Road.
My Canon EOS 5D Mk IV with the Canon EF 75-300mm f/4-5.6L lens
Processed in Adobe Lightroom and PhotoPad Pro by NCH software.
A Legacy 'Candy' filter from the Flickr Photo Editor.
Jasper stands sentry in the neighborhood. Rest assured no rogue critters will penetrate his defenses
Watching TV in the evening, if one of us gets up, Jasper is at full attention, certain (or perhaps ever hopeful) that something wonderful and fun is about to happen. Sometimes its even true 😁
Jasper checking out the neighborhood just after Sunday sunrise.
For some reason Sunday mornings are special for Jasper. It's the one day of the week that I take him on his morning "walk" alone. I put that in quotes because on Sundays, and only on Sundays, Jasper wants to run. We sprint the first block and then jog the rest of the way. 3 miles (4.8 km). I know I could insist on walking instead, but he gets so excited and seems to love it so much. So on Sundays we both get a little extra exercise.
Jasper got 3 toys for Christmas. A monkey. A new Oddball. And this guy, Wuffy the wolf with six pack abs (kind of like me 😉) Wuffy brings out Jasper's inner wolf - tough and ferocious - the enforcer. Guess our home is safe 😉. We got in some good play on Christmas. Jasper was literally trembling with excitement about his gifts. He kept charging the camera so none of the videos worked out.
Sometimes Jasper takes it upon himself to take up the neighborhood watch, looking for ne'er-do-wells. This time hiding in the lantana flowers.
We don't make it to downtown Gilbert very often so Jasper was excited to explore, see the sights and sniff the smells. He seems to really enjoy more urban areas
Ryder would love to sit for me but he has an issue with his back leg and sitting is hard for him. Of course he got a treat even if he didn't sit down like Della.
Having stopped along the trail for a bit of water, Jasper asks for (demands?) a treat. OK, here's a li'l' something.
Ok Jasper, slow down! JASPER! JASPER! ... A near miss as Jasper catches the frisbee and barrels toward me. I had the camera on the ground, trying to get a low-angle shot. And Jasper thought perhaps we could get a nice shot to really show off the Hyper Pet flying disc.
While on shrubbery patrol, Jasper needs to remain alert, ready to slay any would-be dragons lurking in our neighborhood.
"Hey Dad! I'm doing a mind meld with Cedric the Cephalopod!"
One wonders what goes on inside of the mind of a cephalopod. I guess I'll have to ask Jasper
One of the rare evening shots that I posed just because Cedric the Cephalopod was the "Chosen One" today and it just felt right. Though there may be those that disagree 😜
Prowling the jungles of Phoenix, Jasper spies unsuspecting prey within striking distance. Or so the fantasy goes.
Jasper has been assigned the dawn shift. There have been reports of bunnies scurrying around the neighborhood overnight. We have to nip this problem in the bud!
This is Cal (Short for Calvados) who lives with my sister-in-law (Jean's sister) in Wisconsin. We've been getting text messages with pictures of Jasper from our pet sitter every day, but it was nice to visit Cal and get a bit of an Aussie fix. He's actually Jasper's blood-nephew, a big fluffy, goofy boy. Click on Cal's eyes to zoom in and see his poly-chromatic (multi-colored) eyes. Merry Christmas!
Even Jasper needs a small break now and again. Press pause on play. Get a drink. Lay down for a sec. OK, back at it! And so it goes...
General Motors Holden ... early 50's retro Aussie FJ Holden
Cars n Coffee
Landsborough
Sunshine Coast
Jasper is always such a considerate dog, making sure I have toys to play with should the urge arise 😁
This is baby Sheriff, he's a 12 month old mini aussie, he loves to play all day long but also loves to give hugs. It's very hard for him to stand still for more than a few seconds since he has so much energy but we're working on it. He's just a goofy puppy that always puts a smile on my face
Big Welcome to all new members and welcome back to all the regular members I've gotten to know throughout my projects
Early dogs lived in caves with their humans and fashioned toys from stones and sticks found in their environment.
OK, Jasper isn't really a Cro-Magnon dog. But we found this rock cave-like thing and decided it would be a fitting story. Having not been born yesterday, we did not venture passed the entrance. We live in a place where there are rattlesnakes and other creepy crawly stuff. Who knows what dangers lurk in there. This cave is at the end of the Hieroglyphic Canyon.
Jasper employs this look of melancholy yearning to get his human's off their butts to play. Which of course we do. You can see his toy, Penny Puppy, has a bit of a slit throat. But she's still a player
If Jean and I start talking human stuff during playtime, Jasper will just go lay down and wait until we're ready to get our heads back in the game.
My happy chappy, checking out the urban wonders of downtown Gilbert, Arizona, the town in which we live. Trivia: Gilbert is the largest town in the United States. Most municipalities get to a certain size and then organize as a city, but Gilbert remains a town. Frankly the difference between a city and a town is lost on me - something to do with voting districts or something. The population of Gilbert is about 250,000, but the downtown has a decidedly small town / home town vibe. The downtown area is only a few blocks long and is lined with eateries, bars and small shops. A lot has been done in the last 10 years to vitalize the downtown to make it a family destination spot. Jasper sure likes it.
When Jasper is bored, he'll often lay like this, staring at us, front paws off to one side. Words? We don't need no stinking words! The message is clear.
Working in my home office over the weekend I look down to see Jasper practicing the art of boredom in hopes that I'll feel sorry for him and we'll get a bite to eat or pick up a ball. Sure, it worked.
Jasper navigates the Shrubbery Labyrinth deep within the land of the Knights that say Ni (a Monty Python and the Holy Grail reference - you see, the Knights that say Ni will only allow Jasper safe passage if appeased by the gift of a shrubbery)
Foregoing the ottoman this time, Jasper brought Betty Bunny right to me on the couch. The technique is a little more "in your face" and has greater potential to incite a chase. I'm happy to report that Betty Bunny (that's her between Jasper's paws) is in pretty good shape. She came to us in July on Jasper's birthday and she has no open wounds and hasn't required stitches despite daily play.
(in case you're wondering, no I don't pose Jasper or the toy that way. It's all Jasper's doing)
Mom is checking sprinkler heads. Dad is reviewing photos on his camera. Come ON humans! This is about ME!
After the play subsides and starts slowing down we humans get distracted by stuff and Jasper doesn't like that. "Well, Jasper, you stopped playing so we thought you were done." "No, I was just taking a breather" replies Jasper. You can see his trusty Oddball on the ground to his right