Tag: Bulldog
Buddy the Bulldog: Reluctant Muse
As I've mention before, Buddy (my bulldog) pretty much runs my life. My stocky master and commander lets me know when he's ready to...
Buddy’s Little Sleepover
I have served at the pleasure of each and every one of my Bulldogs: Maggie, Gracie, Buddy and Boz. I am neither proud of...
Bulldog Confidential: A Buddy Tell-All
The title Bulldog Confidential may be misleading, because nothing about my bulldog Buddy is hush-hush. He is a larger than life presence who lives...
Buddy: Bonvivant and Bulldog About Town
I don't hide my love of bulldogs. I gush, dote, kowtow, and cater to the charismatic clowns and heart melters wherever and whenever they...
Tall Clover Farm Photos du Jour
I am basically a crow with a camera. My photography isn't planned or staged, unless it's instructional or to provide an example, but for...
Bringing Up Buddy
Our sorely-missed Sou'wester winds have returned to slog the island, hellbent on casting leaves like confetti, reviving moss to its rightfully green state, and painting each pane with raindrops and rivulets. The...
Buddy and His Climb to the Top
I'm an early riser, but this morning at 4:32 am, I was an earlier riser. A poorly set alarm clock named Buddy awoke me by bounding out...
Ringing in the New Year With Buddy!
Celebrating New Year's Eve has never been a social long suit of mine. My internal time clock chimes in around 10 o'clock p.m. with "Commence...
Little Buddy, Big Heart: Remembering Boz
I first met Boz when he was age two and living in a south Seattle neighborhood. I immediately ascertained no cul de sac or chain-link...
And This Is Why It’s Called a Captain’s Chair
Boz prefers a perch, even if it takes several minutes to reach the summit.
Once there, comfort is a work in progress.This is his Whistler's...
