Tag Archive | Dogs playing

Madmen and English Dogs

Mongo likes running around with Dad.  They like to chase soccer balls around the field, but they need a third player to help keep Mongo from hogging the ball, because once he gets his teeth into it, it’s a goner.

So when it’s just the two boys, Dad will take Mongo road running.  Dad likes to take him to Lincoln Park, as evidenced by all the posts centered on that location.  But when that’s not convenient, they will just tool around the neighborhood.

To make sure they stay engaged in their fitness program, they need to have goals.  Dad’s goal is to run in pet-friendly roads races.  Mongo’s goal is to eat more treats (ALWAYS).

This year, Dad found a race that met both their objectives, the Seattle Magazine Brunch Run.  This event combined a 5K at Magnuson Park with an after-event brunch.  The organizers’ motto is “Bloody Marys taste better after 3.1 miles.”  According to the advertising, there would be all kinds of festivities and lots of families at the event.  And where there are families, there are small children.  And where there is small children and food, there are lots of TREATS that fall to the ground.  Racing and food.  What could be better for the team?

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Snoquera with Mongo and SPORK

Today, Dad,  Mongo, and SPORK all headed up to the mountains for a hike. The days were getting longer and the crew had a morning start at driving to the trailhead.

The cherry trees were blossoming as Dad drove through Enumclaw.  He passed the Pie Goddess shop on the way through, but made a note to stop in later.  The sky was showing some blue hidden in between the big white puffy clouds.  It was a little cool out,  but just right for a stirring uphill hike.

The last time the team had visited the Wenatchee National Forest, it had been snowing in the mountains, and all of the mountains had a frosting of snow on their tops.  This time the cherry trees were blooming in Enumclaw.

Dad parked in the National Forest Parking lot this time instead of along the highway.  The last time up they had parked at the trailhead along HWY 410, but on the way out, Dad had noticed a pile of broken auto glass on the ground.  It could have been the evidence of an old “smash & grab”.  Dad could not convince himself that people would drive all the way up the mountian to break into cars, but he couldn’t quite convince himself that they wouldn’t either. So he parked in the regular parking lot.

Dad unloaded Mongo & SPORK and leashed up SPORK.  Mongo never gets far from Dad so he is allowed to roam in the National Forest, but SPORK would fly off into the woods in a heartbeat, never to be seen again.  She is not a good camper. Read More…

Mongo and Kimi Go To The Park

Kimi took Mongo to the park over the weekend. She did not take him to the big park in the mountains or the big park by the water. She took him to the little park in the woods. Mongo loves going to the woods. There are lots of sticks in the woods.

Kimi and Mongo walked down the narrow path into the rainforest. On either side of them were fern beds and towering evergreens of the old growth forest. Sunlight barely filtered to the path.

The leaves of the ferns were wet. The evergreens dripped water in big fat drops all around them. Mongo found a stick. It was a wonderful stick. It was a very heavy, mostly because it was waterlogged. He ran up to Kimi to show her the magnificent stick.

As he raced past her, he whacked Kimi’s ankle with the heavy stick. Kimi hollered. Mongo turned to see what was the matter. As he turned, he tripped Kimi with the other end of the stick. Kimi howled as she hit the ground. Mongo was worried for his hiking buddy. He turned again to see what was wrong with Kimi.

As he turned he beaned her in the head with the big wet stick. This time Mongo got yelled at. He was very sorry, and he did not feel happy at all on the way back to the Jeep. When he got home. He was so sorry, he carried Kimi’s shoes around for her. (He left them outside which did not make Kimi any happier.) It was just not Mongo’s day to make Kimi happy.

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Late Christmas Presents

Mongo’s Aunt Michy was running a little late for Christmas this year. He just got his “Slingshot Duck”, which he greatly enjoys. Aunt Michy included a note to explain why we all received gifts so late this year.
“[Sorry the gifts are so late this year.} Next year, it’s gift cards for every body.

 

I’m still in the process of straightening everything out. So far, my friend’s 15 year old son got a Crayola set, Bill’s mom got a glow-in-the-dark toy football, and his brother’s 2 year old grandson, Konner, received a heavy duty LED flashlight with a magnetic end. I can’t get the last one back. Even though he could barely lift it, Konner had a blast blinding himself and thought it was hysterical that he was mysteriously drawn to large metal objects. His grandmother spent the better part of the day detaching him from the refrigerator.

 

I’ve unwrapped some of the leftover gifts and did come across a few little things that had been destined for Washington. I’m fairly certain the primary gifts for all of you are on their way. BUT, should someone out there receive a plastic Disney “Frozen” tiara, well… I hope it looks nice on them.

 

Luv,

Aunt Michy”

 

Christmas Morning

Christmas morning dawned early at Mom-mom’s house. Kimi was up early. The dogs always wake her up. She says it is like a doggie techno-tune in the morning. First Mongo’s tail drives the bass beat as he thumps it against the walls.

THUMP THUMP THUMP THUMP…

Then Spork’s nails chatter on the hardwood floor

Skitter-skitter Skitter-skitter…

That’s followed by Mongo talking to Spork.

Rrrrr.   Rrrr.   Rrrr.

And then the grand finale from Mr. Fuzzy.

Boof!………Boof!……..Boof………….

All together, they could be the next big thing from Europe.

So, Kimi was up again early. She had been looking forward to sledding, but there was no snow. So she did the next best thing. She let Mongo pull her around the house on a rug. It’s almost like sledding.

Mongo gives Kimi the Seattle Sleighride

Mongo gives Kimi the Seattle Sleighride

And he almost looked like a reindeer.

 

Mongo the Pink Nosed Reindeer

Mongo the Pink Nosed Reindeer

Dynamic Duo of Fuzzyness

Drewbie came by for dinner.  Dad was not yet home from work, so Drewbie let himself in.  When he entered Drewbie was met at the doorway by the they dynamic duo of home protection.

Dynamic Duo

Dynamic Duo

Drewbie found himself face to face with the much vaunted crime fighting duo of Mongo & Puppy.  Drewbie later recounted that “If I hadn’t know exactly who those two were, I would have run from the house in terror.  Beware the fuzzy guardians of justice.”

Mongo and toys

Mongo and toys

Life lessons – Never run under a great dane

Never run underneath a great dane.

Never run underneath a great dane.