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Jasper may be approaching 14, but that play drive is still there. This was a challenge to see if I can get to Daisy Duck before he did. I didn't stand a chance!
I got a new Sony 600mm prime lens which I normally wouldn't use for portraits, but I wanted to see how it worked out. Seems to do just fine, even if I had to be at the other end of the yard to take it.
If you mean roadrunner Jasper, then yes.
When your human loves bird photography, you spend some time behind the bird blind and eventually you can identify a species or two. Oddly enough Jasper has never chased birds. But he'll stop and watch as a great blue heron or other large species soars overhead. So he's content just to be a birdwatcher.
I spent my whole 30s decade thinking i was a vampire. Every once in awhile the thought is triggered again. It's better to think about being a Starseed though. Candles with Russel Drysdale painting copy.
Portland, Oregon - December 2021.
Yes, I know I'm biased, but I think Jasper is darned handsome. He's got movie star good looks, in my opinion. Exploring Boyce Thompson Arboretum in this shot. Its one of Jasper's (and his humans') favorite parks.
I thought it looked like Jasper was saying Pledge of Allegiance or something in this shot. I suppose he does pledge his allegiance to his family every day. Cuz he's a good boy!
Jasper pauses under a mesquite tree to appreciate the beauty of the riparian preserve. Plus, hopefully Mom and Dad get the hint and give him some ice water and a little treat.
Yesterday, we introduced Flint to the Chuckit ball! It’s way too large to fit in his mouth, but he really enjoyed chasing it and looked totally cute running after it. He’s such a delight!
We took Flint to a few local parks this week. I good opportunity to get some different sniffs, meet a person or two, and just explore the world. Took a quick cell phone shot of Jean (my wife) and Flint while out and about. He's doing so well with his training. This week we learned to sit patiently while we prepare his food and put it down for him. He only goes for the food when we give him the OK. I was blown away by how quickly he caught on, especially given that he's so food-motivated.
Jasper's less than subtle hint to me that I should get up off my butt and chase him. This photo, of course, doesn't capture the sound that accompanied "hint". Repeated chomps of the jaw produced loud squeaks. I'm a little surprised that about a month since getting that ball, it's still in pretty good shape, squeaking as loud as ever
I haven't put up a dog photo in a while. This is my friend's Aussie. She is as sweet as she her name!
Jasper enters the portal to the oasis in the demonstration gardens at Boyce Thompson Arboretum in Superior, Arizona. Unfortunately a smile was not forthcoming, but he looks handsome anyway, IMO.
It seems Jasper has become a bit of a night owl. He'll play a little bit in the morning but not as much as he used to. Night time is a different story. After dinner is cleaned up, we've run Jasper through his tricks, and played with him for a while, it's time for the humans to relax. But Jasper doesn't buy into that. Evenings shouldn't be wasted on TV in his opinion. So there is a daily choice of toy to torment our evenings. And at least every commercial break, we chase him around and play have a good time. He's over 12 and not getting any younger so we're happy to keep him engaged and active. And smiling from atop his Ottoman Empire.
After a bunch of play, I asked Jasper to sit for a portrait. Please ignore the droplet dangling from his tongue. It was a bit warm, so his internal air conditioning system was on full 😎
I live in Australia and proud of it!
Tune: ♫♪
Here I am, give me something I could follow
So I can find my way out from the shadows
Raise your voice cause the time is now or never
And if we have to fall, we'll fall together
An awesome band from Aus!
After a wild play session Leo and Minty always hop up into the car and wait for a treat. Of course they get one , or maybe two or three.
A little bit of early morning sunlight hit Jasper as he posed for me with paws up on the horizontal trunk of this mesquite tree.
Oh police woman, what can I do
You're the strength and the power of a system
Working for you
Driving down the street (down the lane)
And to pick me up
You make me take your silly test (down the lane)
(Hepcat)
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Pose Rik's Angels
Wonderful two-seat Supermarine Spitfire T.IXe
G-AWGB/TE308 masquerading as Royal Australian Air Force No.457 'Grey Nurse' Squadron's A58-606/ZP:W caught on very short finals while returning to Biggin Hill, an airfield synonymous with the type during WWII
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We were watching TV last night and look what popped up over the arm of the sofa. First I played with Jasper, then Jean played then it was a whole family play. This is a rather squeaky ball which he's fond of making squeak. loudly. Good time for all.
Across the plains of the Serengeti sprinted dogs with wild frisbee catch in their jaws. From Saturday morning when Jasper got to run his new frisbee through it's paces. Jean and I are on vacation this week in Oregon doing some waterfall, wildlife and winery viewing. Perfect, except for the lack of Jasper :-( Sorry if I don't comment much this week
Final series of Aussie bushscapes for a while. This was taken at Pinnaroo Memorial Park. The typical bush scene although the undergrowth is "managed" within this park to reduce fire risk. My wife can be seen enjoying the view.
You know, you work, and you work, and you work on your dog's diction. You train daily with lots of positive reinforcement and he comes out with, "Wanna do somefin?". Where did we go wrong?
I know. I'm being weird. Let's blame it on the Autumnal Equinox. Glad it's Friday :-)
Jasper peers furtively through the portal in the oasis wall. Apparently, I don't have clearance to know the details or even the objective of Jasper's mission. He could only say that his mission is righteous, and he's got this.
At first, Jasper didn't seem pleased with the fact that I stitched Ceph up after he pulled Ceph's brains out (see first comment). But after we demonstrated that Ceph was fully ready to play again and back to his old jovial self, Jasper was quite happy. (You'll note that I'm no tailor. Can you say Frankenstitch?)
Sometimes a bunny just gets in trouble and needs rescuing. Enter Jasper. Jasper went into the back yard only to find Betty Bunny flying through the air. Luckily, Jasper had his wits about him and managed to nab her from the air before any harm could befall her. Let's hope Betty's throat isn't too torn up after that catch 😮
Nothing like a little backyard game of OddBall. Fun times. That's our version of a Christmas tree in the background. Its evergreen and grows its own ornaments.
Naturally when we got Flint, I was concerned about his white socks. I mean, common fashion etiquette dictates not to wear white after Labor Day, right? So I asked ChatGPT if Flint would be out of fashion wearing his white socks after Labor Day. We've been assured dogs are absolutely allowed, and even encouraged to wear their white paws year-round. Even Emily Post's current guidance states explicitly that white is fine year-round. So Flint can strut into Fall feeling confident and fashionable 😂. So here he is, the day after Labor Day, full of confidence and looking quite stylish with his white paws 😁
(If you're not familiar, the "rule" of no white after Labor Day stemmed from the "Gilded Age" in America - Late-1800s to Early-1900s. Rich folk would migrate from New York City to the Hamptons or other nice place for the summer to escape the heat. During the summer months, they'd wear white linen or other white finery. Once September rolled around, they'd migrate back to the City eschewing white clothing for the season. There was a bit of snobbery involved and wearing white after Labor Day was considered tacky or lower class)