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I was looking for a song title with a reference to the number FIVE in it, or in the lyrics, cuz I was going to quote them for the title of this entry.  All songs about “five” are depressing / end of the world / impotent.  This hardly seemed fitting for the milestone that is DEXTER’S FIFTH BIRTHDAY!

Five years old today!  Five years of bliss entertainment with my whacky Dexter “Long Stride” Morgan!

As you can see, I made him a cake.  It’s nothing to rival Tweed’s 14th birthday cake, but I made it with love.

(Okay, mostly with liver.)

To celebrate, we went to an agility trial and Dexter got to agilitize ALL THE THINGS.  He only had one clean run today, but it was a good ‘un – he is now a Masters Agility Dog of Canada!  What a good, good dog he is.  HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEXTER!!

And since we were there anyway, Tweed got to run the same Gamble as a 6″ FEO – he *also* got the gamble, after some comical barking and running in circles.  He was so happy to get to play – I think I’ll throw him in a run now and then.  Keeps him young :)

Spring got her last Advanced Gamble and is now in Masters Gamblers.  She also had a clean Steeplechase run, so all in all, a good day for everydog and The Food Lady!

So good, in fact, that I got us all a present.

Meet Molly, a 9 week old border collie puppy that was surrendered to rescue today by someone wonderful people who bought her from a relative to stop him from selling her on Kijiji, and then handed her over to me.

She’s so cute I could just EAT HER UP.

I can hear you all collectively shitting your minds at the thought of me getting another dog, but never fear – she is a temporary foster only.  She is leaving for her real foster home shortly, because I can’t bring her to work with me and I don’t want to leave her alone for hours and hours every day.  Plus, I am full of all the dogs.

*kicks dirt* Stupid practicality.

If only I didn’t already have so many dogs.  ENDER.

But if I were in a position to have another dog, she’d be it!  She’s sassy, drivey, ADORABLE …  someone is going to extra super duper lucky to have this puppy!  I hope one of my agility friends will adopt her.

All in all, a most excellent day!  A birthday, a new title, and a puppy!  Plus cake for dogs, and for people too (thanks Linda!) and a sunny afternoon with all my favourite friends.  I feel lucky!

(PS – Happy Anniversary Fiona and Jeff!)


I feel like I should be doing something productive with my day off, but I have an Addy sleeping in my shirt, which significantly limits the activities available to me.  And since she climbed in there whilst I was sitting at my computer, I guess posting on Wootube is as good as an available activity as any!

So last weekend I spent about 16 hours on what felt like the broiling surface of the SUN photographing all the no-tails at the Australian Shepherd Club of BC trial.  It was pretty fun, except for the burning sensation in all of my exposed flesh and the complete evaporation of all liquids in my body.  I rented a 70-200mm F/2.8L USM II for the event, which I thought would be magical … but was not.  I took a LOT of photos and not as many as I would have liked turned out.  I usually have a pretty high shot-to-success ratio, but I’m starting to wonder if my camera is the problem, not the lens.  But I used two different cameras, so maybe not.  Or maybe this is merely the impetus I need to acquire a new, fancier camera.  I like where this stream-of-consciousness is leading!  Don’t tell my wallet.

Anyway, when I did get good shots, they were pretty fantastic and I was pleased with the results.  And the Aussies were so photogenic.

Cruz the crowd pleaser:

(There’s a jump under him somewhere, but I have heard that Aussies are overachievers)

Indi wanted a say in where they were headed next:

Kane had a chat with Dexter before his run and learned that drooling in the weaves is considered top form!

Lizzy, just being lovely:

Not everydog competing was an Aussie though.

Lorelei, who won The High In Trial for not-Aussies:

Maverick, who doesn’t even really do agility, but his mum really wanted an agility photo of him!

But my favourite photos are of the Contacts That Weren’t :)  Like Six, who was feeling extra sproingy:

But it’s the Sadist’s Neko who wins the No Touching award:

There are lots more where that came from!  You can check them all out on smugmug.

It was super fun, I would do it again!  Though it was not cheap, as I had to rent the lens and take a day off work, and I spent hours every evening editing them so they’d be up quickly, so hopefully lots of people buy lots of photos of their dogs.

Meanwhile, my poor dogs have been so neglected that nobody takes photos of them.

Ender here is about to be abducted by an alien spacecraft – clearly visible just behind him – and I wouldn’t even have noticed, as I was glued to photoshop.

Piper is pretty happy with the way things are going, but she’s got dementia or something, so nobody really listens to her anymore.

The weather turned after the trial, and remained rainy and un-sunny for the duration of the week that I had the lens before returning it, so I didn’t get to really use it all for personal stuff.  But obviously I need a new fancier camera so as to enjoy it to its full potential.  Definitely.  ;-)


Addy has figured out the trick to helping herself to blackberries, which she finds absolutely delectable.  On the plus side, it keeps her out of the compost pile and the cat food on the landlord’s porch.  On the minus side, it gives her a poop volume that is out of this world, most of which she deposits on the floor of my house now that WE GOT BARRED SUNSHINE and can’t bring our dogs to work anymore.  Thankfully, she is diligent about using her potty pads for this.

Anyhoo …. *waves* Hi ya’ll!  I’ve been away.  I went to the land of ALL THE SICK.  I was pretty sure I had Ebola, West Nile and also something that turns you into a zombie, but in the end I had strep throat and the flu all at the same time.  It was brutal.  And since we don’t get paid sick leave at work, I had to tough it out and power through and stumble through days at work wishing that a vicious dog would just kill me and put my out of my misery.

I am slowly returning to the land of the living (dead).  I am at work for 12 days in a row as the other supervisor is on vacation, so I had to spend my last two days off curled up on the sofa drifting in and out of consciousness.  Poor doggies.  But I only worked for just a little over a half day today, so I took the beasties out to play some ball.

It took a long time to teach Winter how to play ball, but he’s finally gotten pretty enthusiastic about it.

One of the reasons he *may* be reluctant to play ball is that his sister doesn’t believe that he should.

But … monkey terrier see, monkey terrier do!

Piper disapproves of these shenanigans.

Dexter doesn’t care, as long as he gets the ball sometimes.  All of the time would be preferable, but he’ll negotiate to some of the time.  Although getting it back from him is sometimes a challenge.  He likes to get the ball and then “hide” behind 6 blades of grass with it and pretend he’s gone deaf when I call him.  When he finally comes out of “hiding” he brings the ball to my feet and then won’t let it go.  It’s completely annoying, because there is nothing better than the ball he has, so neither food nor another ball will convince him to drop it.  The Fifa(tm) can distract him, but Wootie doesn’t like to share the Fifa.

Unless he is air scenting for coyotes.

An activity he likes to enjoy with his compadres.

Dexter’s going to be 5 this month.  FIVE!  How crazy is that?

And how crazy is it that this handsome man is FOURTEEN!?!?

It still boggles my mind.

I wish I had more interesting things to tell you, but I just haven’t done much of anything besides sleep and cough for the last 10 days or so.

I have done some studio sessions of super cutie patootie dogs though!

But then I lost my studio space.  But it was a blessing in disguise because I found a much better studio space!


Next weekend I am photographing the ASCA of BC trial, which should be super fun.  ALL THE AUSSIES!  If you want to come out and see some no-tails bouncing around like drunk coffee beans, come by for a visit!

(and for those who were wondering, Gemma is still with me, she just refuses to come outside unless she needs to pee.  She is older than dirt but refuses to die!  Maybe I really DO have the fountain of youth in my general orbit!

I promise to try and update more frequently now that I am no longer one of the walking dead :)