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Melancholy (Momma) and Merry (Me)

With the aftermath of the recent election in which the Human Orange went down in defeat and the new COVID restrictions from our very wise Governor Walz, Momma has been in a sad state. Almost comatose actually.

On the other paw, I am — do I dare woof it? — rather euphoric. Why? Well first, Joe “No More Malarkey” Biden won and second, Momma is pretty much stuck at home with me. She routinely throws my ChuckIt ball around for fetch and takes me for a walk almost every day! Plus, she feeds me on time and even had the foresight to stock up on my favorite topping — organic pumpkin — before the Thanksgiving rush. Maybe she is trainable after all?

And my other reason for joy? We are watching a lot of TV together, and guess what — we’ve dialed back (as Governor Walz likes to say) Fox News quite a bit. In fact, Momma was so wounded by recent events that about the only programs she can stand to watch are Bonanza, the Andy Griffith Show and Green Acres (which I was disappointed to see is not about saving our environment). Oh, and the other one — The Match Game. We only watched this one, however, until Momma found out it wasn’t a dating service after all. Just woofin’.

I have another little bit of good news! Our viewing is so limited that Momma has even looked into getting “FidoTV” and “DOGTV” for me. She was hoping that she could just click on “Guide” on her remote, and the show names would pop up, but of course that didn’t happen. After a little more research, Momma discovered that one must subscribe to a streaming service if one wants to watch more that Lassie and Fury. (Momma still pines for the days of the old Motorola with three channels and a knob to turn to find her favorite program: “Lina, the world has passed me by,” she laments.)

Still, she is bound and determined to find FidoTV and DOGTV! She’s pretty sure she needs Netflix or Amazon Prime TV (services most of the civilized world already has). The only problem — she doesn’t really know what they are or how to get them. Must one have some nerdy technician come out to hook up some new equipment? Can one just enroll directly on ones (hopefully smarter than Momma) TV? And most important, is there a free trial period?

As of this post, we have neither yet, but with our four weeks of forced isolation coming up, I think Momma will have time to figure it out. As you can see, I’m ready!

Lina, Savoring the Moment

WOOFDA!

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Our Sixth Anniversary

Has it really been only six years with Momma? November 7 was the official anniversary of the dog-napping that took place in Bradenton, Florida on that date in 2014. Just like the famed Flying Wallendas of Bradenton, life with Momma was to be another high-wire act.

I was happily living my fun life with siblings and sunshine when, unbeknownst to me, Momma found this irresistible pinup photo online at http://www.BlueHorizonTinyAussies.com. Life as I knew it would never be the same.

That’s CoCoa, my first BFF, at the foot of the bed

I’ve already told the story of our rocky start in my first two LinasDogBlog posts, “Introduction” (December 28, 2014) and “The Budget” (December 29, 2014), so I’ll just add some photos. As I mentioned before, Momma showed up with absolutely no doggie supplies, and took me to her friend, Rachel’s, for our first night. Here I am trying desperately not to panic as my momma-in-training tucked us in.

(Momma: “You might want to mention here that you chewed up a nice blanket of Rachel’s and that Momma had to replace it. Momma should have known then that you would cost her an arm and a leg — or a leg and a leg as you would put it.”)

The next morning, she whisked me off to freezing Minnesota and my new life. Here are some of my baby pictures, including my first Christmas outfit and my introduction to snow. I’ve also included one of my first playdate ever — which surprisingly was with CoCoa back in Minnesota! We are still fast friends.

As Momma and I embark on our seventh year together, I am looking at six new inches of snow in our backyard. Some things never change.

Lina, Still “Celebrating!”

WOOFDA!

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The Election, Dog Texting Code Update, Training News, Time With Winnie!

Greetings Dear Readers,

If you’re like me, you probably can’t wait until the end of 2020, and really can’t wait until November 4. If I see another campaign ad on television, I’ll throw up — something I know a thing or two about. With that in mind, here’s how we’re voting this year (Momma: “Yes, Lina, I’m sure even dogs can vote in Minnesota”).

Don’t forget to vote! And remember, no malarkey at the polls!

More Canine Texting Codes

As you may remember, last month I did a post on dog texting codes (see Dog Texting Codes, September 25). Yappily, some of you have submitted your own fun codes to supplement my list. Here they are:

MHLMHA — My human left me home again – Nancy F.

MBSA — Momma’s buying shoes again – Susan B.

TCOM — Taking care of Momma – Carol L.

WOFM — Watch out for muskies! – Linda R.

Feel free to add some more. The pawsibilities are endless!

More Canine Training

Negotiating Treats with Annelise!

Despite Momma’s extensive travel schedule, I still attend Agile Canines training at least once a week (don’t forget, it takes a village — especially for me). For example this week when Momma was in Florida, her friend, Susan, brought me to my private, and Annelise herself worked with me. In fact, following some begging by Momma, Annelise recently agreed to be my handler at some AKC trials in the future. This came after a pawrticularly grueling (thank God for “screw up” and “handler error” treats) session in which Momma got her blind, front and rear crosses mixed up. (Momma, crossly: “I’m just surprised there’s not a double cross, Lina.”)

Winsome Winnie

As mentioned above, Momma has been on the go (MHLMHA). As much as I miss caring for her (TCOM), I’ve had a great time. I have gotten to spend a ton of time with Dr. Becca and my BFF, Winnie. We are about the same size, get along beautifully and love to warm up in from of the fireplace, especially after suffering through our nine-inch snowfall last week! Woofda! Here’s a sampling of our staycation!

I think Dr. Becca’s hard work and expert care deserves another woof-out here! She is a top-notch animal chiropractor, and you should check out her website at http://www.perpetualmotionchiro.com.

Oh, and by the way, here’s a couple throw-back photos from Halloween in 2017 when Dr. Becca decked Winnie and me out in fun costumes!

That’s it for now folks, I must prepare for my last few days of fun — and helping out at the office with Dr. Becca and Winnie!

Lina, Wearing Many Hats (and an occasional crown)!

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Pawtumn is Here . . .

. . . and I’m digging it! Even in this ruff and tumble world, Momma and I have managed to stay busy with our activities. Here’s my short and sweet (like me) fall briefing —

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Sandy and her granddaughter, Morgan, at my Sit Stay Pray launch party last November!

First up — on September 10, Momma’s good friend, Sandy Becker, hosted a bookclub meeting featuring my acclaimed books, Lina Unleashed and Sit Stay Pray. I was not there, but Momma assures me that the meeting included an intellectual discussion of the books, and was not just an excuse to drink wine. “I used to belong to this bookclub, Lina, and I was especially thrilled to be invited back. Several members said the books are laugh-out-loud funny,” gushed Momma. Music to my (big!) ears.

And please remember, we are still available to bring our dog and human show to bookclubs, complete with face licks and pawdographing! Or we can do a Zoom meeting, too. Just contact Momma at robink822@gmail.com.

Agility Training Update

Agility training has been a real highlight this year, and we faithfully attend the Agile Canine private sessions and often practice in our backyard. My hard work evidently paid off because Annelise recently invited us to join her Thursday intermediate class! Momma and I were ecstatic!

We had our first session last week with the other dogs and, after I settled in, I kinda killed it. In fact, on one run, Momma forgot to have me do jump #7, but I remembered and did it on my own. You should have heard the other dog mommas hoot and holler over that!

The only thing I didn’t like was being imprisoned in my crate when I wanted to go play with the other dogs. In fact, I was so disappointed that I couldn’t stop whining and crying. Here I am just dying to get out (try to ignore the embarrassing Lamb Chop toy), so I could spread the love.

Annelise suggested that I should practice being quiet in a crate at home. Woof what? Luckily Momma has a short memory.

Pawlitics

This being an election year and all, you won’t be surprised to hear that Momma is going great guns (one of her favorite words) to support her favorite right wing candidates. In fact, the only time I was forced to miss an agility session was when she went to see the Human Orange in Mankato.

Momma also held a funder for a local candidate. She planned to let me attend and wear my Biden scarf (shown at right) if I wanted to pawrticipate. As tempting as that was, I refused and took refuge at Nanny Becky’s house. TGFN (part of my new dog text coding system that means Thank Goodness for Nanny)!

Oh, and as I write, a professional cleaner is downstairs cleaning the red wine stains from our carpet. Which begs the question — what kind of “party” animals are these people anyway?

Pawtumn Pawrty!

On a brighter note, Winnie and Dr. Becca; Sammie and Lori; and Uncle Erik came over for a playdate last weekend. It was a blast! Although it was too windy to board or kayak, we did have a fire and played in the yard. And best of all — Erik treated all the dogs to chips and popcorn, and even let us lick the bottoms of some little dessert cups. Momma was fit to be tied (or even crated), but everyone pretty much ignored her. TGFF (Thank Goodness for Friends). Here are some photos of our little group.

As we continue into fall, I look forward to more time with Dr. Becca, who will be staying at our place with Winnie when Momma (foolishly, considering we’re in the middle of a worldwide pandemic) flies off to Williamsburg, Virginia and Florida later this month.

I also look forward to more sleepovers with my beloved Nanny. Just in case you’ve forgotten what she looks like, here’s a photo of us when I was just a baby!

Lina, Bring on the Treats for Tricks!

Woofda!

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Dog Texting Codes

Dear Readers,

My attorney, Uncle Chuck, recently sent me a list of dog “texting codes.”  I have included that list for your pawrusal.

Pretty cute, huh?  I agree, but have decided to add some of my own, including my more personal “codes.”

My favorite is the most famous code of all:  SOS.  In the context of Lina texting, it means Save Our (Australian) Shepherd.  See how it works?  Here are some other that I think should be added to the list.

CWN — Can’t Woof Now

BM — Bite Me!

BFF — Best Furry Friend

GF — Go Fetch!

WSFF — Will Speak for Food

XOXO — Facelicks!

IAE — I’m All Ears

SIO — Shaking It Off

BOD — Beware of Dog

WMT — Wagging My Tail

INDT — I’m Not Digging This

NIMBY — Not in My Back Yard (This is totally a dog code!)

OTOP — On the Other Paw

And some that are particular to this bow wow:

WOB — Working on Blog

MLIA — Momma’s Losing It Again

GB — Gone Boarding

DID — Dog in Distress

S4S — Dog for Sale

CMA — Calling My Attorney (Uncle Chuck)

TLC — (As in Need Some) Tender Lina Care

WD — Woofda!

🐾 — Lina Pawdograph

So how about you, fellow canines and humane humans?  Do you have any dog codes you’d like to share?  LMK!

Lina, B4N!

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I’m Six!

Dear Readers,

Last Thursday, I turned six — or as Momma likes to think of it, the “new four.”  I think of it as “I’m just happy to be above ground.”

My day started off with a gift from her.  Here are some pics of me with my gift bag and enjoying my third or forth Lamb Chop (Momma forgets).

Next I opened my gift from Nanny Becky.  As you can see it’s a darling card and a gift certificate for spa treatments at Camp Bow Wow.  I can’t wait!

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And speaking of Camp Bow Wow, that’s where I spent the bulk of my day (daycare provided free of charge for my birthday!).  As usual, it was terrific.  Momma, on her way to the golf course, dropped me off and asked Manager Jamie if she would take some photos for my sixth birthday.  Here I am with my buddies as we pawrtied the day away. Thanks, Jamie!

Have I woofed about how much I love @campbowwow?  The humans are all nice to me and I have tons of fun with my canine friends like Roma.  You should check them out at http://www.campbowwow.com/ep!   In addition to Eden Prairie, they have facilities at Plymouth and Burnsville.  They’ve got you covered!

Big time thanks to Nanny and Momma and everyone at Bow Wow who made my birthday special.

Lina, One Year Older & One Happy Camper!

WOOFDA!

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Lina to the Rescue

Dear Readers,

What started out as a normal — as normal as we get — paddleboard ride last week ended up in another one of our circuses.  Here’s what happened:

Last Tuesday morning (the morning after Momma went to see Trump in Mankato — and, because of my latest blog post, she insists that I make it crystal clear that she supports him), Momma, Lori and I went out on one of our early morning board rides.  It was beautiful.  Cerulean blue skies, white puffy clouds and a light breeze.

I was just starting to relax into the ride, hoping this one might be uneventful, when Momma and Lori spotted smoke billowing up to the north of us.  As we paddled in that direction, we spotted the Burnsville Fire Department’s red raft leaving the public beach and a few firefighters chatting on shore.  (We were already familiar with the Fire Department, Momma and Lori having interrupted their rescue practice to chat up raft helmsman, Jaime, a few days earlier.)

Now, Jaime, immediately recognizing our little flotilla, motored up and asked us if we’d seen anyone near “the island” that morning.  It seems the picnic table on Picnic Island was on fire.

Well we hadn’t, but because Jaime had asked them about the possible perps, Momma and Lori — all excited — decided they were now part of the investigative/rescue team.  As we circled the Island looking for clues and evidence, they decided to call themselves “Bag and Tag.” And I decided to call myself “Detective Dog.”

After finding nothing more than a smoldering picnic table, Momma and Lori determined that their investigation was over.  Spotting the fire and rescue team again on Cherry Beach, they decided to head for home to get our pontoon and camera-phones for some action shots.

While Lori lowered the pontoon and Momma ran into the house for the key, inspiration struck.  Momma suddenly remembered that I have a little fire fighter outfit of my own (you can’t make this stuff up) and grabbed that and my red Doggles, too.  Armed now with everything we needed (and more), off we went, Lori snapping away, Momma driving the boat.

By now the crew was in the middle of their rescue drills.  As we approached, Helmsman Jaime remarked that we were now in a different vessel.  Momma, not missing a beat, said “Of course.  We brought our rescue vehicle.  We want to be part of the team, and have named ourselves ‘Bag and Tag.'”  I declined to participate in this charade.

After some nervous laughter, the crew continued with the drills and we continued to circle and snap pictures.

Momma, of course, had a plan all along for a very special photo.  During a little break in the action, she could restrain herself no longer and blurted out:  “I don’t suppose I could get one of you to take a photo with my dog, Lina, could I?  Look, she has her own firefighter outfit and everything, and it would be so cute.”

Seeing no easy way out, Jaime said, “Sure, I’ll just jump in the water and swim over to your pontoon.”  And just like that, he was on the back of our boat.  And just like that I smothered him with face licks (I have always liked a man in uniform) until we began posing for pics.

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Even I have to admit the day was kind of fun.  And I think the firefighters deserve a big woof-out and thanks for all the good work they do!

Lina, Honorary Fire Department Dog

WOOFDA!

Pawscript:  A Happy belated National Dog Day to all!  National Dog Day is celebrated August 26 every year and calls attention to dogs that need rescuing and thanks them for their work in helping bring safety and comfort to humans.  

 

 

 

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This BowWow Backs Biden

Dear Readers,

Today I have exciting news to share.  Now that Joe Biden is the official candidate for the Democrat party, I have decided that I will back him for president in 2020!  As you can imagine, Momma’s not happy, but it’s a tough world out there and Uncle Joe has a reputation for looking after underdogs like me!  In fact, did you know that the current occupant of the White House does not even have a dog (and what’s that old saying about not trusting a man who doesn’t like a dog)?   (Momma:  “And what’s that old saying about not biting the hand that feeds you?”)

On the other paw, Uncle Joe has two German Shepherds — Major, who was recently adopted by Joe from the Humane Society and an older dog named Champ.  Now that’s the kind of guy a dog can trust!  Plus, I am just plain tired of worrying about the possibility of being deported to Australia.  Therefore, Joe’s got my vote!  (Momma:  “And I have no doubt your pawprint will be counted.”)

Anyway, here I am in my scarf of the day — “Joe 2020!”  Probably my favorite yet.  It’s actually quite fetching isn’t it?

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Speaking of fetching, I have decided that I am forming a new organization called #BowWows4Biden, and on election day, I will be herding my doggie friends to the polls.  Hope you can join us!  Free treats for everyone!

Lina, Chair, #BowWows4Biden

WOOFDA!

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What! a Good Dog

Dear Readers,

This will be a different kind of post than what you are used to.  Momma recently became reacquainted with a book written by a friend of hers, and I’m doing this entry at her request.  So no scarves this time, no pictures and no tails about about my latest misadventures with Momma.

About two months ago Tom Stumpf, age 66, of Waconia, Minnesota passed away.  Momma considered Tom to be a friend although she didn’t know him well.  She did know that Tom was a good writer and had a monthly column under the byline, Tom Stumpf, Cowboy Correspondent, in the Victoria Gazette.  He was also a talented musician and Momma had the pleasure of playing and singing with him on one occasion (although Momma soon realized he could play rings around her on the guitar!).  Tom also sang in his church choir, was an avid golfer, and — the part I like best — he loved dogs.

In fact Tom loved dogs so much he wrote a book about those that had been a part of his life.  It is called What! a Good Dog.  Tom explains that he named the book after a famous dog trainer, Barbara Woodhouse, who would often praise a dog by exclaiming “What!” in a high pitched, happy voice, then pause and finish in normal tones with “a good dog.”

The book is full of great stories and photos.  Tom dedicated it to his dad, Roman, and to dog lovers everywhere.  The part Momma liked best is that every chapter begins with a clever dog quote by a well-known human.  I thought you’d also enjoy these memorable quotes so am including them in my post.  Tom’s not here to give his approval, but I think he’d like that I’ve shared them.  Here goes:

“The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.” — Andy Rooney

“If there are no dogs in heaven, then when I die I want to go where they went.” — Will Rogers

“Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.” — Roger Caras

“You can say any foolish thing to a dog, and the dog will give you a look that says, ‘Wow, you’re right!  I never would have thought of that!'” — Dave Barry

“Don’t accept your dog’s admiration as conclusive evidence that you are wonderful.” — Ann Landers

“If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you; that is the principle difference between a dog and man.” — Mark Twain

“A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than he loves himself.” — Josh Billings

“The reason a dog has so many friends is that he wags his tail instead of his tongue.” — Anonymous

Pretty profound, huh?  I just wish I could have met Tom Stumpf.  What! a great and smart guy.

Lina, Aussie in Awe

WOOFDA!

 

 

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My New Logo

Dear Readers,

I wanted you to be the first to see my new logo.  Momma and I have been working with Momma’s friend, Susan Blakely, to get just the right look.  Here it is!

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What do you think — does it capture me?  Note that it is a combination of red because I have a good heart, pink because I’m a girl, and blue to reflect the bodies of water on which we live and to which I’m subject on an almost daily basis (and, okay, blue for my political leanings, too).

I have also included my blog tagline, WOOFDA!, which expresses my playful nature and is a nod to Momma and my home state of Minnesota where almost every human says uff da! at one time or another.  (Momma, a “seasoned” Minnesotan, says uff da originated in Norway, and can mean “drat,” “oops” or “oh no!”)

Look for the logo in the future on blog posts and upcoming Lina products including my new scarf line!  And please feel free to leave a comment on my blog site!

Lina, Entrepreneur

WOOFDA!

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