Hugely excited to be launching our #ClockworkWerewolves #kickstarter today!
But any fans of our #Dogfather #comic might want to check out Jeninator's Stream where she's working on her Issue #2 variant Cover Art featuring Dawn and #Werewolf Michael!
Oh, how they grow...
Dogitude, is the word that defines an expression of gratitude from a canine. If you have ever had a dogl, you know this is a thing.
Dogitude, the look on Findley's face as she looked up at me from the bed while chewing on her first raw-hide treat, formerly wrapped in irradiated chicken. I tell ya, life don't gets no better than this. She would express that more eloquently than me, but she has manners, and will not talk while her mouth is full.
My furbaby Nino is chilling like a villain with me.
#Furbaby #Furbabies #WashingtonHeights #NYC #Dogfather #DogLove #Uptown
Glenn Canyon Park is really very pleasant around 7-7:30am. Lightly populated with humans, birds chirping, breeze through the eucalyptus... I really enjoy morning walks there. But... The dog's appetite wasn't great for a while, but now is back. Breakfast is the highlight of his day. So, instead of enjoying a pleasant walk in the park, he poops, stops, and wants to turn around and go home for breakfast. "I will go no further."
#DogFather #DogWalk #GlenCanyonPark #GlenPark #DogStodon #SpoiledDogsOfMastodon
Puppy Problems part II
It lasted a lot longer then I thought it would. Back and forth, different rooms, upstairs and back and many successive trials of running up to me with the toy in her mouth and me unable to give a Smacko to her!
She found this less than hilarious -- me not much, I was cracking-up (on the inside of course, no need to humiliate a learner).
And the time did come when the problem was solved with no help from me. We are both older now.
Puppy Problems I
I’ve always created little problems for the dogs to solve. I like to think it keeps my mind busy and I don’t die of boredom of existence as a hooman.
There are two things in the world Findley loves more than us, Smackos Dog Treats and her fav stuffed lamb toy (#Aotearoa, after all!)
This morning she is running around the house with the fav-toy showing it off and running away with it. “Perfect” I say adding moustache wax.
"Findley, Smacko!"
Baby's first Beauty Call!
"It makes a humming noise!!!!" We're all gonna DIE! Especially me!!!
It will sit still and lend me your ear. "It makes a humming noise!! Mortal DANGER I tells ya! Woof!"
Okay, done, next ear. "Oh, Okay!"
Back and sides quickly! "It hums, but this feels okay. Where's my Smackos credit card?" Maybe it's in your pocket?
Idunno, I tell ya.
It's fetch: I throw it -- you bring it back, I throw it again, -- rinse and repeat.
But the game doesn't work if you bring it back, give me a look and run away with it, jump on the footstool, then to the sofa/couch/Chesterfield, pick it up, drop it and run back to me. without the toy!
Also, sitting beside my crying and barking is not a recognised solution, unless your first name is Don.
Look what you've driven me to!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8-qIM1N2ONY