Tag: bulldogs
Home Remedies: Chocolate Cake, Vapor Rub and Bulldog Bedhogs
Boz: bulldog as blues healer
I am back among the living, breathing (in a Darth Vader kind of way), sniffling (as if paid by the...
Green Bean Ninjas: Attack of the Famished Bulldogs
My English bulldogs, Boz and Gracie play leading roles in my daily life. Whether begging, farting, drooling, eating, pining, playing or napping, their antics...
Boz and the Makeshift Whoopee Cushion
Boz, the face I can't seem to say no to.
Anyone who's ever spent a minute or two reading my blog, can see (at least...
Dogwood Bough Under a Big Dipper Sky
My front porch is for company, the back porch for me. It's my take-five spot, a compact stoop just barely big enough for a...
Dogouflage: The Art of Canine Camouflage, Concealment
Bulldog Camouflage at Work
Prompted by the day's drizzle and cool temps, Boz and Gracie practice the art of indoor dogouflage (canine camouflage), becoming one...
Boz the Bulldog Versus Frosty the Snowman
https://youtu.be/zKdqzIxHGb0
Yesterday Vashon received a primer of snow, and my buddy Jon took advantage of its fine packing ability (and my inability to locate our...
Kitchen Confrontation: Boz and the Bobblehead Bulldog
Boz vs. the bobblehead: showdown at the Tall Clover corral
Boz was a pretty good pooch this year. Sure there were some mishaps, encounters with...
When Christmas Came to Vashon Island
The old place bedazzled by swags of C-9s.
I was revisiting some of my past Christmas posts, and stumbled upon the one that follows. While...
The Spirit of Christmas Drove a Pickup Truck
As Christmas time nears, I like to retell this story, a simple post about my new home (at the time), new friends, and the...
Postcards From the Edge of Autumn
Fall colors fade fast in the Pacific Northwest, but I can always count on my Glenora grape leaves to stick around. (The grapes are...
