Cafe au Lait x 3!

This was the beginning of an exhilarating visit

to Conrad's Beach.

Someone's very happy to be going to the beach!
(that would be Jim, of course!

He hasn't been to this beach for a few months

but a hop, skip and jump

just makes....missing the beach....seem so very far away.

Oh Hi!

I remember you from a couple of years ago

when your cuties were very, very, young and were completely chocolate.

Now they ALL 

look like cafe au laits.

I must say Moose, Holly and Cammy

make me very thirsty

and in need of a caffeine fix....just sayin' !

The cool thing about all this is...

We are ALL Doodles!

My friends are Australian Doodles...how exotic 'pour moi'!

We love chasing Mr. Orangie

and

we love to Doodle Dance!

Tag, I'm it!

Again!

I couldn't have asked for a more perfect encounter.

See how we are all so HAPPY....

just full of Doodle Fun!

This shows you how different looking we are on the outside...

but it's what's on the inside that counts

because we all act the same.

Doodles are always ready for fun and people nuzzling.

And it's pretty obvious Daddy Ron

feels a kinship

or 

maybe he thinks he's a Doodle!

Fro'lick Time

The beautiful calm before the storm 

(or romp in my case)!

As we reach the crest of the hill 

my magic sniffer picks up on a familiar,

yet unfamiliar scent.

I know I look a little blurry in this photo,

but look what's in the tree on the left.

We didn't even notice it there,

until we started going through these pics.

(Remembrance Day Poppies don't grown on trees do they?)

Finally we reached the soccer field 

and there was this white Portuguese Water Dog.

Who knew they came in pure white.

We had a blast fro'licking and playing.

Speed demons...as we teased each other up and down the field.

A tag-along tried to keep up but to no avail.

We just had some plain good ol' fun like dogs do...!

What's with the 'talky' humans anyway?

Don't they even notice how much fun we are having!?

Remembrance......

~~~For 11/11/12~~~

Every year at this time my Dad, Ron

takes some time to remember his Dad, Gordon

who was a flying ace in WWII.

The cruelty of war prevented Ron from getting to know

his father because while in training for the Korean War in 1952

his plane 'flamed out' and crashed 

leaving the family fatherless.

Many stories were told to help keep his memory alive,

with many picture albums showing the countries he visited

and the successes he had while there.

But I think the best memory of all 

is this picture above

of Ron's Mom and Dad dancing.

Can you see why?

If you are interested in WWII facts

click here

and you'll see the history

of Gordon Troke's war years.

So as we trekked along our favourite path at Point Pleasant Park recently, 

you can see the monument and Canadian flag erected 

(in this case to the naval war heroes).

Memories are but a split moment away in our world

because we are a naval and air force city.

While even in our own backyard this oriental poppy from the summer

reminds us of the poppies of Flanders Fields.

May this find you and yours with

Peace and Love!

Aliens...I tell you!

This soft, brown, salty carpet of seaweed appeared on the shore

after Super Storm Sandy passed by...

and yes I am standing in the middle of it.

This camouflage moment is truly uncanny, 

see how 

I match the colours on the beach....

and behind me the surfers took full advantage of Sandy...

I guess the perfect waves were the attraction.

But here is the gist of my story today...

I found a 3-legged creature's footprints

made of stone or perhaps they turned to stone.

I'm outta here...just plain creepy.

I ended up on MacDonald Hill and

this is what I saw below....

a lone paddle surfer either learning the ropes or an introvert...

and a doggy and owner watching the tide 

coming in around them...

*watch out*

 super wet ain't half of what's going to happen to you!

But folks,

my mind keeps trailing back to the boardwalk..

~~~I tell you~~~

Aliens have landed 

and 

we better head for the hills!

Here Kitty Kitty!

Every once in awhile my Dads say the 'Kitty Kitty' words.

I know I've caught them spelling the five letter word

and I know they think I'm just a dumb dog.

Hah....I say!

Sometime 

they are going to be glad that I 

 "took care of" 

the kitty kitty situation.

The thing is no kitty in their right mind 

would bother visiting out yard.

I'm a hawk-eye...

always surveying and sniffing for the felines.

Daddy Ron just couldn't resist,

you'll see in the video.

Such is my existence on this Lonely Planet of Kittiless Love!

Hey...idea!

Maybe if I sit still as a statue,

those sneaky kitty kitties 

won't know I'm here...

no harm in trying!

Private moment with Mrs. Enid!

The other day while strolling through the blueberry bushes at the park....

and after I gave a quick gnaw on a stick

we ran into Mrs. Enid, the character on

  22 Minutes (our favourite CBC Show, evah) <click

She'll tell it like it is without any hesitation,
even if it isn't politically correct.

(click this link for another laugh )
because she won't let the Prime Minister off easy either.

But the coolest part of the whole rencontre, for me,

was that her doggy is a Doodle.

Bella and her owner, Cathy Jones, aka Mrs. Enid.

That is what is so cool about living in Halifax...

go to the park and run into a Canadian celeb

and sweet talk her doggy style, lol!

Loving Yellow~~~~!

~~~~ COLDPLAY

YELLOW

THEY SHINE

FOR YOU!

MUCH LOVE!

Sophie Doodle