Day 758: LuLander

Handsomeness can some time be a curse. And what follow here is brief photo plight of a gorgeous male model. Just sayin.

And yes... a berry treat [or two or free or four or... was consumed in the progression of this photo shoot!

Hello... And how I love the berry treats!!!

Handsome. Happy. Happy. Happy.  And yet also serious.

And now here I am tryin to look a bit short!

The rugged handsomeness of a fweet boy that know how to make the Mama's heart melt...

'Now hand over the berry treats and no one will get hurt!!!'


 A little berry in my belly... I'm ready to hop! Come on and join me!

Day 613: Blurry Monday

My the Mom needs to brush up on her photography skills. I am just sayin...

Is there somefing wrong wif the her... or the camera. I do not know but suspect the former, on a counta the camera real smart, and it was the her wo change the settins in order to get better pitchers.

Well, is it just me... or do you fink maybe the Mom should read the camera book again??? [Come on peeps, do not be afraid to back me up!]!

Here is real swell pitcher of me runnin toward the her!

Did you like that one???

Well, maybe you will prefer this one, where I am tryin to be as still as a... hmmm, somefing very very still.

I cannot believe it... It is still blurry! My the Mom need big help, a new camera, maybe some lessons for the old one... but troofly, all of the above!

Day 450: Sweetness X 3

Here I am in all my relaxed state of very much sweetness and also devotion while the Mom she does some compy work.
I do so very much love the Mom, the flashy fing is not my favorite to gaze upon!

And all that said, I do so hope the Mom capture best angle of my boyish figure...

But then again... Why I care? I beed in stable and lovin relationship. Ain't goin no where to the else... so I guess nuffin wrong wif lettin it all hang out!!! I still pretty darn cute and sweet!

(Just hopin the sweet ladies of my dreams can preciate handsome and sweet the Mama's boy wif strong self esteem!)

Day 445: More of Yesterday!

Happy Labor Day, Ever One!!!

I hope you are not tired of hearin about the fun I had yesterday, on a counta the pitchers... they are rollin in from the outside sources!

And here is the me, gettin my pool legs!

And here I am a swimmin back to the pool steps. You might note that I have overprotective swim instructor of a the Mom. Can you imagine when I turn 16 and get lessons how to drive? Pray for the me... as the embarassment alone gonna be my end!

And after my swim, I am in celebratory mood for happy family photo... but here goes to show, you can pose the Bleu, but you cannot pose the Mom!

And so we go for the "take two"... I call this MY HAPPY FAMILY!

And now I prove to skeptix... I not fraid to get back to the in!

And we try one more time for family Christmas card pitcher but me and the Bleu... we not play along!

It was a very very VERY good day until the storms they did come a LONG!

Special fanks once more to the Aunt Audrey for warm hospitality, and to the Aunt Karen for invitin the us! These pitchers taken by my Uncle Tom... stay tuned for more pitchers to come what were taken by the Aunt Karen!

Day 151: I Heart My Mom!

Wif thanks most specially to My Aunt Silvia... I give my heart to the Mom, firstest and mostest!!!

And to my GRRH family, I not just give heart but owe all that's mine.

Who woulda thunk one year ago when I (bout this time gettin fixed) in Waco kennel that I missin all I got now.

Strong spirit I got and held on cause I just knew all Heaven gonna break loose one day.

Got hellish stuff to fight still but didn't struggle (survive or waste that near year) for life... to roll over wifout big fight. Just sayin.

Good thing is now got the Mom who fight ever bit hard as I do. Bad things got big foe in two of us...

She get teary sometime and it new for Luke to have someone in his bizness (hair and skin, nose to patooty) most all time but put up wif it on a counta it feel so good to be center of world.

Put aside the Mom's pair of noids and she bout best thing ever happened to me! Just sayin.

Day 66: Spa Day!

I always wake up happy and hopeful about the day ahead of me... but never would I have guessed that such a special treat was in store... SPA DAY... at MR. T'S BOUTIQUE!

I'm winding down from my big day, but I couldn't go to bed without giving you the highlights...

1. Happy to take a road trip!!!
2. Even happier when the trolley veered off the path to Doc Banks' place!
3. Destination: Mr. T's Boutique and Day Spa! I rank it Four Paws Belly Up!
4. Felt the love right away. Great to see Aunt Madison, Uncle Tom and ALL their kids (and grandkid)!
5. Pure unadulterated ROMP!
6. Mom says I need to apologize for the 'tude. I guess growlin' in a social environment is considered an indiscretion. I sowwy!
7. And I'd be remiss without apologizing for my second indiscretion... but I got this unwritten Golden Rule about "going" as far away from as possible! Sowwy!
8. Romp and mischief aside, don't think for a moment that I didn't keep one eye on the Mom! She tried to slip out and get her camera, my towels and brush... I beat her to the door! (So very sorry we didn't get photos though!).
9. BAAAAAAAFF!... Can't beat Mr. T's technique (which includes soothing conversation), nor the break he offers between the wash and rinse cycles!
10. And what better way to top off da baff... I had Aunt Madison brushin' me while the Mom blotted the wets! Took a long time for fruition, but maybe I AM a special boy!
11. Sniffed down the whole house, strictly for investigative purposes. Noone but the pair-of-noid Mom seemed remotely concerned. Ain't sayin' whether I was a good boy or not, but I'll testify to the fact that my extended kin can keep a good secret if I wasn't!
12. Joined my welcomin' cousins... truly a friendly herd... and laid 'round the table of good smellin' foods. Let the Mom break bread, and I basked in the sounds of pleasant conversation and laughter.
13. Could read the Mom's mind and did not beg. She gave me props later!
14. The perfect Apres Spa: Nap on the cool brick floors!

Today set a high mark for the week. I'M LOVIN' THE SECOND LIFE!

Day 38: A Golden Retriever's Triathlon: All In A Morning

Walk: Rising with an outdoor temperature of 74 degrees, I quickly woofed down my breakfast foods, did a few businesses and Mom and I were off for a long walk in the nay-borhood. It's called that because I'm denied secondary businesses in other people's yards... which leads me to wonder, as I'm sure it does you... what is the point of the walk? Guessing Mom needs exercise!

Run: I ran the fences with my pals Sam and Beauregard (long name for a long, yet short fellow). Great fun, because I can watch Sam through the see-through fences. And I can see Bo in the crack below the wood fence. Gotta keep an eye on that short fellow though, cause he only runs half laps!

Bark: Rotty the Wilder and I had a vociferous exchange this morning. It was all in that "top of the mornin' to ya" kind of good fun. Didn't neither of us mean no harm nor alarm. Certainly didn't mean to wake up the entire planet, as the Mom suggested. I just think ole Rotty might be hard of hearin'.

Day Three: Photo Ops

Minding my own business, and trying to scratch where it itches, Mom is suddenly a photographer.

Hey... a boy's gotta do what a boy's gotta do. At least I'm sitting relatively still, and you're not seeing the fan of my wagging tail as I sprint down the street!

Seriously, though, folks... Mom doesn't find that to be a funny joke.

So I stop scratching on command and provide the old gal with sweet moments of reflection and emotion. It IS awkward, though... to have someone stalking you through the yard.

This might just be the most "act normal" shot she catches! Too bad it's of the itchies.