Monday, July 6, 2015


Today was one of those days
one of those unexpected days 
of mixed emotions
of a long awaited decision making
(12 years to be exact).
So we headed down to the river
at our very, favourite spot 
which uncannily was
favourite spot to swim.

Jessie was my 
my guys like I do
to swim in this spot along the river.

 Stories have been bandied about
that she was so well-trained
so obedient
so lovable
so short-haired
so on the ball
lived to be 14
that it took quite a few years 
to get to this point
of closure.

The handmade
hand painted container
was pried open.
The bag inside was untied
the tipping began ~~

Jessie's ashes were being spread 
at the exact spot where she would enter the water and swim.
Sometimes she would stay in the river
float down stream
arriving safely along the banks 
not far from this spot.

Jim and Jessie 
were an item
just like 
Jim and myself.

 Jessie will forever be a part of her river and rocks
as the tide flows out to sea ~

So to keep the tradition moving along
I swam out into the river
to save 
Mr. Orangie
feel Jessie's presence ~~

We finally did it Jessie!
You would be so proud of us!

Saturday, July 4, 2015


You should see what I got for Daddy Jim's birthday?

I am sure  the BIRTHDAY BOY will let everyone see
what is in the envelope
three packages!

Colours, all kinds of colours
just make us all much more cheerful,
especially little ol' DOODLE ME.
I get all squiggly and squirmy!

So everyone wish Daddy Jim a mammoth
because he is the best,
as many of you already know from reading his blog 
(hop over and tell him your true feelings!)
(just click his blog title)

Wednesday, July 1, 2015


Refreshing moment on the way home the other day
soaking up the view ~~ 

 the waves crashing on the rocks
a perfect east coast example
of my Canada!

lost in the fields
inhaling the sweet smells of new grasses
a fine abundant amount this year ~~

short and sweet 
is my message today
We all wish you a Happy Canada Day
where ever you live in this blog world of ours!!

Sunday, June 28, 2015


Focused as usual along my trail 
now covered in clover
 sprinkled in daisies!

Follow me and I will show you 
my find,
my discovery!

First a FULL 90 degree downward SNIFF!

as completely all intoxicating

as even a simple group of stones
with a mini-palm tree
(at least in my Doodle mind, it is!)

Ron's arm was a bit wonky as he clicked me here.

OK, what is that over there,
all alone by itself?

Oh a silver white tree stump surviving the storms / gales / floods
so relentless in these parts.

But as I have always said,
"Find your clover and you'll find your happy place"

so enjoy a wee bit of happiness with this remix!

♫♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♫♪

Tuesday, June 23, 2015


I do see you!
Do you see me?

FULL FACE w/Mr. Orangie wave slide!

FULL BODY slam into the wave ~~

and completely OVER!

No wave stops me !

I know my waves like the back of my PAW!

HEAD'S UP and slice through the BUBBLES!!

Leaving my TAIL to finish off the fetching session.

This WALL of WHITE doesn't phase me in the least.
I survey it and ~~~

over I go!

Such is my JOY in the MORNING,
 with a flip of the TAIL
a gallop of confidence!
I have finished off my exercise and swim for the day.

Friday, June 19, 2015


Standing just over the edge of the slope
soaking up
feeling every nuance

as these two work their way down the field above the beach

realizing that everyone felt just the same

 at peace and harmony

I always feel that way beside my Dads

I trot along set for step

knowing that I have no worries when they are calm
and at peace with themselves.

Looking out the side window on the drive along the roadway

this song drifts along with us.
I hope you enjoy it as much as we do.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015


Hi there!
I'm high on the trail atop MacDonald Hill.
(high on life that is, winkers!)

Always surveying the cliff  making sure it hasn't fallen away too much.
After all we had a whooper of a winter 
followed now by rains
causing erosion on one of my favourite trails.

Now this trail along the Atlantic View Trail
always intrigues me.
How did it get there?
What animal or human decided it was a better idea to cross through the bog
than going around?

With all the wetness,
it doesn't deter me from making my scheduled rounds
on the endless trails in my garden.

Our walking trails are citified too.
The Dartmouth Waterfront Boardwalk
was my best surprise this week.
This manicured pedestrian harbour walkway
was a more controlled walking trail.
Notice the leash!

After my swim at Birch Cove the other day
my body trailed water marks every where.
No chance I can hide from the towel that is heading my way.

Such is my little bit of
which as you may have detected makes me
So as Roy & Dale Evans always used to sing 

Yes, many Happy Trails to you all!!
 ♫♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ¸¸.•*¨*•♫♫♪