Woo hoo! Grandma’s house

Autzen and Emma

My daughter Holly and her husband stopped by the house for  a quick visit this afternoon bringing with them the grand dogs. It’s always a treat to watch these two play on the acre.

Emma is starting to show her age a bit. She’s not running around nearly as much as she used to, but she still had fun with the tennis balls.

Holly managed to get in a few tossed balls before Emma just couldn’t keep up anymore.

Emma owned her tennis balls and managed to make sure that the little sister Autzen never got anywhere near her prize.

When playtime was over, Autzen made her way over to the pool and became the canine sprinkler. She carefully washed all of the loose grass and dog slobber off of her tennis ball. And from the pool she merrily trotted out to the car to go home. OK, I admit it, wet dog in daddy’s car made me snicker a bit.

Emma could barely muster the energy to walk out to the car. She kept her tennis ball close at paw, but was so happy just to lie down in the grass.

Lab is ball spelled backwards

To our favorite goldens in BZTraining land, I really didn’t mean to call you a lab, as in black, brown or yellow. Really. Lab is just ball spelled backwards… it’s secret code for “Happy Dog.” And besides, you have to cut me some slack. I’m one of those sight hound people.

Happy park dog with ball/lab


Not so happy lab/ball because the grandmothers do not have a tennis ball


Happy dance down the beach to chase lab/ball


Happy water dance for lab/ball


Happy jump for joy lab/ball, even if it isn't a tennis ball. Bad grandmas.


To grandmother’s house we go

Warning: This is not about a greyhound.


This is our grand dog Autzen. She and weimie Emma had vet visits on Monday and came over for a visit.

Coming to grandma’s house is just like visiting a private dog park. Right out the back door there is a giant splash pool. The greyhounds would never treat their drinking water like this.

And then, there is the whole acre to chase balls on.

Sadly, grandma doesn’t have real tennis balls, she has these ridiculous soft squeaky balls because that is what Flocko likes to play ball with.

But, a ball is a ball and every lab loves a ball.

Unfortunately, so does the weimie. Some times the weimie gets to the ball first.

And then she guards it with her life.

You’ll never see a greyhound slobber like a lab. Ewwwww!

The other great thing about grandma’s house, treats grow on trees there. Please note that the mamma had to take the first bite to insure that the apples were safe.

Once the apples were deemed safe to eat, there was nothing better than lounging in the grass enjoying an apple. An apple a day keeps the veterinarian away.

Autzen and Emma, August 2011

And of course, like it or not, a family portrait is always a must.

Autzen and Emma, March 2008

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Another greyt day

Our youngest daughter Holly and her fiancé had Christmas dinner at their house. It was wonderful, we had a blast.

The ceremonial opening of the gifts. Holly is shooting her red garter off into space????

Megan demonstrating the obvious with her Route 66 shot glass.

Autzen wondering what happened to all of her usual presents.

Just your typical really good dogs. Emma loved her time with her cousin Autz.

Joey shocked me by demonstrating his carving skills.

Megan and Holly

Holly and Autzen. Don’t know how exactly how I captured this shot.

Megan and the attack of the doggies.

Joey’s mom Mary and his sister Amanda.

Many, many thanks Joey and Holly for a wonderful day. Loved the card, it was perfect. The Coke is right at home. But next time, please scratch off the lottery tickets until you get a big winner. We’ll take that one. :o)))))

Love ya much, the moms.

The second annual…

Celebration of the Winter Solstice in January

The weather was slightly less than cooperative on the longest day this year.

And it does seem to be a rather busy time of year, so we celebrated with the girls in January.

On foot, we traverse the streets in search of three restaurants, one for appetizers, one for the main course and what would a progressive lunch be without dessert.

Megan is the urban kid. She lives in a charming one bedroom victorian apartment downtown.

Holly lives in the burbs in a cute little house buried in a maze of suburban streets.

Of course, what is a celebration without gifts.

Holly only wanted a pink Dyson vacuum, who would think that one would actually appear in the month of October?

Autzen the grand labby was easy to please with toys.

Megan was all about cash

the grand iggies were more than happy to collect a cache of stuffies.

The unwrapping done, we gathered together

and hit the pavement.

Muu-Muu’s was our first stop for the appetizer.

It received a thumbs up from all of us. The seared tuna with wasabi sauce was to die for.

We walked an extra block or two in search of the main course. Holly, her Blackberry and Google saved the day when they pointed us in the right direction

to Mio Sushi.

Hark! Do I see a sushi roll and chop sticks in Megan’s hand?

Holly is still into the perfect vegetarian noodle.

Rave reviews for the best dessert in town lead us to Papa Haydn’s.

Who woulda thunk a dessert menu could have so many wonderful choices.

Thanks girls, it was a really greyt day!

Manic Mondays

The Rules

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Second Folder: 25

This is Autzen, my little grand labby. She just celebrated her first birthday in October and is owned by my youngest daughter, Holly and her boyfriend Joey from Portland. Autzen must be between 4-5 months old in this picture.

Passionate fans of the University of Oregon Ducks, Autzen was named after the football stadium.