Right so I just came across this on FB and it moved me to post here becuase I have a problem - but first read on.
 
"Ten Things Your Dog Would Tell You....
1. My life is likely to last 10 to 15 years. Any separation from you will be painful: remember that before you get me.  
2. Give me time to understand what you want of me.
3. Place your trust  in me- it is crucial to my well being.
4. Do not be angry at me for long, and do not
lock me up as punishment.
5. You have your work, your entertainment,and your friends. I only have you.
6. Talk to me sometimes. Even if I don't understands your words, I understand your voice when it is speaking to me. 
7. Be aware that how ever you treat me, I will never forget.
8. Remember before you hit me that I have teeth that could easily hurt you, but I choose not to bite you because I love you.
9. Before you scold me for being uncooperative,obstinate,or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I might not be getting the right food, or I have been out too long, or my heart is getting too old and weak.
10. Take care of me when I get old; you too will grow old. Go with me on difficult journeys. Never say: "I cannot  bear to watch" or "Let it happen in my absence." Everything is easier for me if  you are there, even my death.
Remember that I love you."

(Right this is me now) OK so I applaud the sentiment of being kind and treating your dog(s) with respect etc., but dogs are NOT people!!!! I cannot get along with the notion that animals with such basic cognitive abilities can 'love' in any human sense. Once we go down that road the next step is to see them as humans in lots of other ways - for example to see their short lives as tragic and something we must fix because it is an injustice, etc., etc.. For me it's quite straightforward; dogs benefit from contact with considerate and rational humans because they get easy access to food and shelter, which makes their lives easy. As pack animals they of course develop relationships. They are, after all, extremely close - genetically speaking - to their ancestral wolves and they follow the rules of pack life, not some constructed human ideal of 'loving' one another in the way that one person may feel about others. Human love is outside of their ability or comprehension.
What do you think?
 
 
Life really does seem to get in the way of blogging sometimes, doesn't it? Anyway, since I have neglected the site for a while I thought I would post a selection, nay a compendium of photos from some recent walks with the pooches. Both the dogs are a little quiet today - Buckley has been off his food for a few days and Bosco has today shown some sigsn of a digestive upset (I'll leave you to use your imagination to do the rest) while on the walk. As I type both are lying at my feet and gently drying off after a rainy wander through the forest.

I hate it when one or both of them is not 100%, but I am also a believer in minimizing medical (and therefore chemical) intervention unless really necessary. If Buckley is not better tomorrow it will have to be a visit to the vets to sort it out because he is showing signs of losing weight now. Both dogs are tremedously fit and typically carry no extra weight so after a few days off their food it begins to show. Of course with them moulting/shedding their winter coats it constitutes an extra strain on their systems. Poor little guys! Fingers crossed it will pass and they can be back firing on all cylinders again very soon.

In the meantime, some more pictures as promised:
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The dogs showing me as much respect as I deserve.
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Bare evidence of bears! Not sure if the bark is worse than the bite...(see what I did there?)...
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Norman. Pretending he can't see the huge camera lens inches from his...sticky-out things.
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Proof that moss does NOT only grow on the North side of a tree...
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Buckley feeling brave. Check out the size of this stump - probably twice the diameter when alive and now mostly rotted away.
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The early morning sun burning off the dew from the night before...magical...
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Bosco providing some scale after going the wrong way and struggling with the concept - you can almost see the thought bubble.
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And finally, from Macro...
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To (almost) micro...can you see the bug?
 
 
Meet our new friend, Brendan the slug...one of many we meet on our walks...
 
 
I have now added a 'Pin it' button to the 'About' page - please take a trip there (it's just a click of the mouse after all) and 'Pin' the site! More pictures coming very soon....Leo
 
 
Couldn't resist it - I need to ask the question - is anyone else out there sick of manufactured foods? We try to eat as little processed food as possible (not always easy with a house full of teenagers)...I just wanted to share this picture of how we are used to finding our fresh-from-the-chickens' bums eggs...
 
 
Our latest walk started thus...
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Why are these guys looking so pleased?
 
 
Help us!!!
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So...my lovely wife wanted to publicize the efficacious nature of one of her concoctions on the page of our local farmer's market , of which we are the president and vice president respectively.

She took the picture and posted it ...and then the full horror of Bosco's photobomb talents became apparent...(cue "psycho" music)!!!
Check out and follow the progress of our burgeoning market at https://www.facebook.com/#!/MissionCityFarmersMarket

 
 
 
 
Well I missed my chance today and left my camera at  - very light melting snow at our house but by the time I got to today's walk on a currently unused logging road, the snow was deep enough to make everything very pretty, and also for lot of excitement - sepewcially from Buckley who loves the stuff. I've lost count of how many snowy days we have had this winter...good thing it doesn't stop us getting out and about!
 
 
We have had another blast of Canadian winter here in the last week or so - temperatures got down to about minus fifteen overnight, which while still pretty cold, is nothing compared to the TRUE winter that some of our BC neighbours face every year. In the same week, just a few hundred kilometres away, temperatures of minus forty and lower were being experienced...but Canadians are a hardy bunch (at least outside of the major cities, where I am afraid they whine about everything), and life simply goes on even at such extremes.

For us, daily temperatures of around minus twelve are quite cold enough to let us know that it is definitely winter, even here in the most sheltered corner of the country. As you all know, no matter what the weather, dogs need exercise, and as always we take our responsibilities seriously. Anyway, just being out in the snow still has a child-like fun attached to it!

I hope you enjoy the pictures of our walk only a few minutes from home...why don't you submit some of your own walking pics for us all to enjoy? Personally I'd love to see pics from other countries!
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Best paw forward etc., etc...
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The view from the parking lot...yes it's beautiful!
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A little local colour...this guy obviously travels in his home - that IS a chimney (for a wood burning stove) you can see poking out of the roof. He certainly picked a lovely spot to wait out the snow storm.
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Just in case the snow wasn't enough reason to goof around, Buckley tries to encourage Bosco to play...
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...which Bosco finds so hilarious, he performs a classic spit-take with his mouthful of snow...much to Buckley's apparent disgust.
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It's hard to make out if they enjoy the snow from this distance and at that speed - but I think...
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And to our left folks...a frozen lake...yes it's cold!
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There I was, standing looking at a postcard...just had to record it so someone would believe me!
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The return of 'The Squirm' - this time in snow rather than sand...
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A rare picture of me (no I'm not small, I'm FAR AWAY) with the monsters...this time staying out of the way as they chase one another AGAIN...
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So...playing hide 'n seek with Bosco.......found him (camouflage isn't his strong point)...he wasn't happy.
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Some practice was required as a result of the camouflage fail. Both took to it rather well actually! I have, in this shot, just stopped ruthlessly kicking snow over the poor, poor pooches...both of whom loved it.
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As you can tell, they scrub up pretty fast...time for more snow kicking...moo hoo ha haaaa....
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And this is where we had been...it looks like a panoramic shot, but it isn't, it just IS that beautiful up close!