Monday, August 31, 2009

Heading South for the Winter

Today we departed Fort Stevens State Park and Astoria, OR, following our three month volunteer gig. Much fun, enjoyed living at this beautiful park. But, time to move on.

We covered 120 miles south on highway 101 along the coast. Beautiful as always. The sun appeared for the day as soon as we left Fort Stevens.

Tonight we have encamped at Coyote Rock RV Park and Marina, just south of Lincoln City. A beautiful site (we're happy tonight) along the Siletz River. We have a lovely water view, as you can see here.
Would consider extending our stay here a few days. But we've established an itinerary for the next few weeks, culminating in aforementioned theater performances in Ashland. We have obligations!


Thursday, August 27, 2009

Bow Wow!

Dear Humans,

Remember my recent post about my budding modeling career? Already finished my first shoot.
Like all hip products, this coffee has a web site. Hey, when do I get my own site?

Tell you what. I admit that I'm no border collie. I live on my looks. Like Lassie. So I'm looking for ideas for my web site name. All I can think of is, which my agent turned down. She won't work for 10% of dog biscuits.

So you send me ideas for a web site name. Just add a Comment on this blog.
*First prize - you appear in my next photo shoot, feeding me cookies.
*Second prize - you feed me cookies.
Heck, you win Second Prize just for showing up!

Just goes to show that you can't keep a good terrier down...cause we bite!


Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Last Week at Fort Stevens

Wrapping up our time at Fort Stevens. Just a few days afore we hit the road again. While we have certainly enjoyed our time here, we're itchin' to travel again.

Our loose itinerary
1 Two weeks in Gold Beach, OR, living next to the beach.
2 Grants Pass, OR. Heard it's a nice community.
3 Ashland, OR. Home of several theatre companies, including the well known OR Shakespeare Festival. We ordered four sets of tickets for three of the theatre companies.
4 California Redwoods again.
5 Park of the Sierras, where we hope to purchase a site. We've reached number 8 on the waiting list. We might secure a lot during our time there.
6 Yuma, AZ for a couple of winter months.

A song for our duties
[Sung to Casey Jones by the Grateful Dead]

Drivin' the wood
Hosts really should
Brucie Brod you better
Watch your speed

Children ahead
Big trucks behind
And you know I realize
I just lost my mind.

The Real Dead Song


Thursday, August 20, 2009

Clancy's New Best Friend

Jenna's older brother Walt visited us from Las Cruces, New Mexico these past few days. We toured the local sights, including the start of the Washington International Kite Festival in Long Beach, WA.

We had stayed with Walt in April during Jenna's week long hospital stay in Las Cruces. Clancy started out on the wrong...ummm...(near his rear) foot, immediately upon entering Walt's white carpeted living room. Ever the gracious host, Walt allowed Clancy to live, no doubt remembering the times he tortured Jenna mercilessly as a child.

This time, on his own turf, Clancy played the consummate host, ingratiating himself completely.

Evidence below.

Peace to all creatures, great and small.


Friday, August 14, 2009

The Canine Point of View

Clancy here.

Living with humans can be quite trying. They act so controlling. Like they don't piss in the house...right.

And their pride about all that clothing they wear. But will they let me chew some of it? Yeah, see prior statement about "control."

Don't have my own email address. Don't have my own blog. Couldn't use the computer until now, cause they wouldn't teach me to type. But I'm a terrier, so I know all about using a mouse. Ha ha!

Well, I fixed 'em. (I wish!) I've launched my own modeling career. See the first page of this local magazine. Bow Wow News

Looking for my own agent now. But remember, I'm nobody's bitch.

Humans. Can't live with 'em. Can't spay 'em.


Monday, August 10, 2009

Good news from the CT scan

The Good News
No lung cancer found. Lung nodule shrinking. Lung nodule came from the valley fever fungal infection. I breathe easier now.

The Bad News
They couldn't find my brain or heart either. Kinda funny to discover such a deficit at this point in my life, tho friends and cynics might say it explains a lot. But no matter now.

Doctor said I should consider a career in politics. Given my unique combination of weaknesses, I could choose from either the Democratic or Republican parties. Doctor wouldn't say which missing organ corresponded with which party.

More on this in 2012.


Thursday, August 6, 2009

Clancy, Clancy, Clancy. (Who else?)

Not much goin' on hereabouts.

1 Selling wood.
2 Waiting to see Bruce's doctor on Monday for a clean bill of health.

Tho Bruce did have the following conversation with a camper. [We fill in two days for the regular delivery.]

Customer, "You're not the normal woodman."
Bruce, "How did you make such a quick psychiatric diagnosis?"

With nothin else to say, and that was surely nothin, Clancy gets top billing. And a new song.

[Sung to "Home on the Range."]
Oh give me a dog,
--Who's as dumb as a log,
And I'll have an easier time.
--And seldom you'll hear,
From my lips to his ears,
--"Hey you, put down that wallet of mine!"

And use your "inside bark" too!!