This was my first attempt at a blog about my adventures with my jobsite shop dogs.
I removed it in haste as a few LJrs have been bitching on another website about us posting personal blogs that are non wood related, .... wtf. I always thought that’s one of the reasons why LJ was so popular.
Instead of bothering admin. to delete it, I’ve reposted it below and I’m going to use this spot to continue to write about them anyway. It’s what I enjoy and I need the practice.
Here was the 1st post, if you’re interested.
Good morning friends,
It was a sad day for Tyler. He was all brushed and ready to go but his play date with Athena was cancelled.
Athena, a 1 1/2 yr. old Golden Retriever is Tyler’s Aunt. If You look, you can really see the family resemblance.
Unfortunately she was badly neglected and needed medical care. She really needed someone special so her friends put out the word on Facebook.
Our neighbor friend, Kim had recently lost her Golden Retriever so the timing was right for her to get another dog. We told her about Athena and she happily took her in and helped nurse her back to health.
They were meant to be.
Last Sunday, we all went for a walk to the park and for a swim. They were running so fast, chasing each other like they were best friends, swimming and chewing up sticks for two hours.
They had a blast.
Tyler went home and slept for the rest of the day…. We wore them out!
They had such a good time, we made plans to get together again on Sunday mornings to play in the park.
But yesterday, Athena was playing in the yard and stepped through a sewer grate and broke her front leg.
Poor thing, they even had to bring in a specialist who put in a splint with 9 screws. She spent the night in the hospital but should be coming home today.
So, I guess Mr. Tyler will just have to be patient and give his aunty time to heal.
Poor Hunter, ....he finally had another dog to play with Tyler to help wear him out.
Not easy for an 8 year ol’ dog to keep up with a 10 month old pup.
We might stop over later to see her, if she’s up for it. I’ll bet she’d like that.
I know Tyler sure would like to see his new friend.
Well, I had originally planned to post a story I’ve been working on about my first jobsite dog, Sammy
- an incredibly smart Black Retriever like no other.
A natural born Frisbee dog, he understood many words and silent commands but was fiercely independent.
He could out stare you with these intense eyes that looked right into you like he was reading your mind or predicting your next move, like a wolf. But his smile always let you know he was very friendly.
He went to work with me just about every day and became quite famous, even made the local paper
in the small wealthy town of Lake Forest IL.
He was one in a million.
I’ll tell you more about him next week, if you like.
Until then, thanks for reading my first blog, Coffee Time with Tyler,
...... who is sound asleep under my feet.
Hope you have a great day with your dogs too.
Get well soon, Athena!
This is my latest, a work in progress.
All about Jack
I’ll never forget the first day we got him.
He was barely 8 weeks old ….... such a tiny thing
He fell asleep in my arms on the way home so I laid down on the couch with him lying on my chest.
He snuggled up to my neck while making little squeaky sounds and fell back asleep for about two hours.
I was stuck there, thinking about our future with this little puppy while it slept without a care in the world.
It would be the start of one hell of a great friendship and a long tradition,
...... nap time on pop.
His dad, Bear was a big Alpha dog with a full lion’s mane so we knew he was going to be big.
We had no idea. At 135 lbs. he turned out to be a Lot bigger than his dad.
Hunter was 118 lbs. and Jack…..that’s 253 lbs. total!
Now, because of his size he wasn’t exactly jobsite dog material, not to mention his tendency to explore.
And he wasn’t that comfortable hanging out in the noisy shop with plywood flying overhead.
But every dog has their place and a job to do….... Jack was like my therapy dog.
Sammy, KC, Abbey and Hunter, my other retrievers were great dogs too but there was something about Jack.
I’d come home from the jobsite to work on my house until I run out of daylight, run in the office to chisel at the pile of paperwork until dinner time but I still wanted to do more.
All of a sudden I have 135 lbs. of fur, pinning me down to the couch, demanding my undivided attention.
And I have to stop. Just cut it out. It was a good day and now…..It’s all about Jack.
Did I mention he loves tennis balls?
He liked to carry three but I’ve seen him carry as many as six at a time.
Jack was also like my daily aerobics instructor.
We wrestled on the floor and played tug o war after dinner almost every night.
Talk about a workout….. try this for 30 minutes.
He was a good co pilot too.
He loved to go for rides, if it wasn’t too hot, in the big work van to get materials or go to an estimate.
Jack made sure we spent plenty of time outdoors at our park by the lake.
Here is our community butterfly shaped garden.
with a small memorial to our furry kids, Sammy, KC, Abbey and Jack
We walk here just about everyday.
We’re alone most of the time so the dogs are free to run.
.... and swim
- to be cont’d.