Beach - STINKY free

First of all, I just wanted to say, I appreciate all the application forms I have received offering great homes for me and MY Georgie. There are so many tempting homes available I almost wish I could clone a gazillion of me (mum: what a wonderful world it would be LOLOL..) and give myself to all of you since I am convinced everybody needs a SuperDALE. However, I have horrible news. My EVIL mum told me she couldn't live without me and blah blah blah, and then she said I couldn't take MY stuffies if I left!!!


You all know how I NEEEED MY stuffies right??? What does she need them for anyway? Geezus!

Second of all, some of you have commented on how HUGE Georgie is. Well he is a HUGE boy, and he got to be like that all on his own. No rapid grow pellets, no rabbit steroids, no SuperBUNNY hays. He is 20+ lbs because he is a Flemish GIANT bun bun. I've always wanted a bun bun (not the eating kind) because I love to watch them. So I asked mum if I could have my own pet bun bun since a SuperDALE must have her own pet! Mum told me I must be a responsible pet owner and told me to research what type of pet and what breed. I knew I wanted a bun bun, and decided on a Flemish Giant after my research.

My reason being - since they are the biggest breed of rabbits, they produce the BIGGEST sized treats!!


For those of you who aren't bun bun poop experts (mum: only you are!!), that is a picture of MY treat from MY Georgie in comparison to some coins. Now, treats left by a regular sized bun bun are about half the size of a dime I would say. So one treat from Georgie is equivalent to 3 treats from a regular sized bun bun.

So based on that, I decided Georgie was what I wanted!! His birfday is only 3 days apart from mine you know??

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Anywayzzzz...........

So the abuse continues........ Today was no different......

This afternoon, my EVIL mum took the STINKIES out WITHOUT ME!! Did I mention she left their poor Aunt (and a PERFECT one that is) at home all alone by her poor self??

So once again, I packed my bags, put Georgie's harness on. Just as I was about to leave again, mum came back (unfortunately, she didn't lose either of the STINKIES..) and said LET'S GO TO THE BEACH!! Now if you tell me I'm going to the beach, then I'm useless... I do whatever mum tells me to do, just so I can go to the beach..... SIGH... I hate myself for being so gullible sometimes...

Yes... I unpacked my bags, put Georgie back in his cage, and left with mum (and ONLY mum) to go to my favouritest beach - Kits Beach!



See how long it took HER to get everything ready?? Put one ball in the bag, get the leash, get MY RING.... GEEZUS!!

Good thing because I'm GOOOOOOD, I don't get in trouble for scratching MY car. It's MINE anyway!

Finally, got to sniff MY park!


I am always so happy here, I prance, and I gallop (even when my RING is covering my eyes)!


I headed straight for the boat launch as that's where we usually park our car by, and where mum lets me do some swimming at the beginning of our walk!


I just couldn't wait to get in the water!


To get STICKS!!


That's the booootiful English Bay you see behind me across the Burrard Inlet,


Then.... someSTUD caught my eye....


He made me come ALLLLLLLL the way out of the water and drop MY favouritest RING just to see him.... Of course, I was just picturing him as my Bogie, practicing for THE moment we actually meet..


I showed him my MUSCLE BUTT, because I know that's what I MUST do if I ever do get to meet MY Bogie snout to snout (or snout to muscle butt)!


For those of you who are wondering, this HUGE guy is what we call, an "Oorang Airedale". I am about 23.75" at the withers which is big for a B*TCH according to the AKC/CKC/UKC standards (B*TCHES = 22-23 inches, Dogs = 23-24 inches). STINKY is a big STINKY at 24". STINKY #2 is a petite STINKY at 22".

Now this guy, I have no idea how tall he is, but the red lines show you the level of my withers, the blue line shows you where his withers are at.


We guess he must be between 28-30 inches at the withers. Did I mention? He weighs a whooping 110 lbs!!!!! My ideal weight is about 60-62 lbs (hey, I'm big boned okay?), STINKY is about 55-60 lbs, and STINKY #2 is around 35-40 lbs.

I love BIG handsome studs because they make me look "petite" and "feminine" when I stand next to them (just like how I would look when I stand beside you Bogie....*wink*). BUUUUUT, I am perfectly comfortable being a tanky girl most of the time. Just wanted to make that clear.

After flirting..er.. I mean, meeting the AireSTUD...err..AireDALE, I continued my walk across Vanier Park.


And promptly showed off my impeccable imitation skill of a lioness (mum: you ARE a lioness in so many ways LOL...hehe)

The grass was dry,

The grass was tall,

I could almost smell my prey,

With my RING in my mouth...

I posed,


I shook,


I rolled in goosie poopie!!!

I continued across Vanier Park heading towards the beach, waaaaaaaaaaAAAAY ahead of the slooooooooooooow woman!



I cooled myself in the water while I waited for the turtle woman to get down to the beach. (mum: I didn't feel the need to cut across the goose poop filled field. So I took the clean-people/doggie path!!)


Just look at her, so SLOOOOOOOOW even when she got down to the beach!! (mum: I think somebody just has NO patience LOL..)

Don't you think my eyes sparkle, and I come alive when I'm near water?? Nowadays, when it's this hot and me being a wittle bit on the stockier side (mum: she meant "heavier"), I slump around quite a bit on land. But you show me WATER!! Boy, do I ever come alive!!

Just look at me,


The explosiveness!!


The endurance!! (yup, that little black dot in the BIG Pacific Ocean is MOI!!)


Me and MY stick!!


See my proud prance?? Cause you know, nobody has a stick as big or as nice as the one I've GOT!!


Then I said enough swimming,


Time for MY stick to dry,


But wait, forgot to do some Aire-Zenning.....


Alright, ready to move on!


I again, marched ahead and headed for the Dog Beach!


Where I watched some dogs,


And had my MUSCLE BUTT sniffed again and again, and AGAIN. You gotta see it, sniff it, and touch it to believe it!



What a boooootiful day it was, and a wonderful afternoon WITHOUT the STINKIES!



Few memorable shots from today - these are for you Franklin!!!!

Left cheek,



Right cheek,


Can you feeeeeel the MUSCLE workin' here???