Thursday, September 16, 2010

Two Gorgeous Northern Lights

Hi, it is Guinness and I want to tell you something. This is my human's friend Chrystal. And Look! She has a 'Splorin Wolfie of her own! This puppy is Brogan, and they moved from Edmonton, Alberta to the NWT!

Brogan drove all the way up North when he was just a few months old...


Isn't he the sweetest puppy? But ummmm..........


Now he is 7 months old...


Just to warn anyone out there who is thinking of getting an Irish Wolfhound we will grow right before your eyes.


And Brogan has seen some of the most beautiful and wild parts of Canada. I wonder if an Irish Wolfhound has ever been so far North. Everyone must think he is some sort of mythical wolf creature!


Look! This is the Great Slave Lake. My human dreams of this place. It is as big as a Sea.


And Brogan is cooling off this summer because it is so hot and all the people have air conditioning. And Chrystal could not believe it and was laughing at first. And then she was not laughing because it was so unbearably hot she wanted air conditioning too!

We will most definately check back on Brogan this winter. I wonder if they will want air conditioning by then.....

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Thursday, September 9, 2010

The OptiMISTIC Camper

Hi! It's just adorable little me! Groucho-alien. I am SO LUCKY! My "Big Brother" Guinness let me go camping with him ALL weekend!

Things kinda got off to a rough start. I had to sleep in this outdoor spaceship thingy. Now, I must admit, I DO like the comforts of home--I am more of a glamper than a camper.

But in the morning Guinness let me catch up on my beauty sleep in more comfortable quarters!


ZZZZ....I only wake up a few times. And that is because Guinness was checking in on me to make sure I was OK. He is such a good foster brother, sure do love you, Guinness!



Could I have some herbal tea please?


Slurp slurp slurp. Thanks Guinness!


Me and Guinness hang out all weekend. We go for lots of walkies!


And have lots of male bonding time. I love having Guinness around to always look out for me and protect me. I mean, I kinda had a rough start in life, you know!


Thanks Guinness ol' buddy, ol' pal! You are the wind beneath my whiskers! Love Groucho.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010

The Pessimistic Camper

Hi, it's Guinness. I am totally pumped to spend the Labour Day Weekend at Crick Hollow with my humans... hang on...what's this coming down the lane?

What the..... is this suppose to be a joke? No one told me Freaky McFreakshow was coming. So much for my relaxing get-a-way. He will probably want to drink herbal tea and swap massages all weekend.

Hehehe! This is kinda funny though. He has to sleep in this outdoor shelter thingy...haha. He won't like that while I am curled up inside the nice cozy cabin. I got one up on him this time!


But LOOK! In the morning he sneaks into the cabin and secures a spot on the bed! GACK! He pretends to be asleep all morning.


See? I even catch him Fake sleeping! Just look at the tricksy ant eater.


GRRRRR---he even banks some snuggle time with MY human dad. Look at those synchronized happy feet!



This long weekend is sure turning out to be one LOOONG weekend...

Friday, September 3, 2010

Wolfhound Size Marshmallows!

Hey! It is Guinness. My human found these giant size marshmallows for campfire roasting! She said they were big enough even for a wolfhound!

Well, I showed her what I thought about her marshmallows....

This is more like it!


Wednesday, September 1, 2010

A Couple Ol' Hens

It is Guinness! All the farmers are hauling the hay off their fields!



So I go down and surprise my human dad!

Boy! Is he ever happy to see me! He even gets off his tractor for some rough housing!




But now it is getting dark. It is time to bring this last load back to the farm.


Back at the farm me and my human supervise. I watch all the tractors go up and down the road! Up and down, up and down! All the farmers are hauling their hay!



But look! One farmer stops. It is Barry. That is my Dad's farm buddy from down the road. All the farmers help out their neighbors.


Barry and my dad discuss all the local gossip. They talk about the hay crop. They talk about the weather. They complain about the government. As you can see...it is all VERY VERY serious business....


.....CLUNK....ZZZZZZZZ.....or not.....