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Fido & Me- Chunky Fido

October 19, 2012

 

“Do you think I’m getting a bit too chunky?”

Fido was in front of the mirror after his weekend brushfest, and he was not amused with what he saw.

“On the other hand,” he said, “I’m looking at some pretty chunky football players, and they seem to be doing all right, throwing each other around the field and generally creating mayhem.”

“Is mayhem what you want, Fido?”

Fido and Me – Ciao Fido

October 12, 2012

“I had a great Columbus Day,” Fido said.

“Gosh, Fido, I had no idea. It seemed like a regular day of work for me, except for no snail mail and the banks were closed. Oh yeah, and there were a bunch of Columbus Day sales events online.”

Fido & Me Fidofeedback

October 5, 2012

 

“I think I’d like to try biofeedback.”

“Fido, that is SO 90s.”

“But I’d still like to try it. I am, to put it simply, a wreck!”

“Gosh Fido, I had no idea. You look OK to me and you seem to be sleeping all right, and your diet seems to be right on target.”

“Verily,” Fido said, “but I dissemble.”

Fido the debater

September 28, 2012

“What’s a debate?”

“A debate can be a lot of things, Fido, but basically it is when two people with different ideas engage in argument under a certain set of agreed-upon rules.”

Fido thought about this for a moment or two.

“Why don’t they just bark at each other?” he wanted to know. “That works for me, and lots of other dogs around here.”

“They do, in that human kind of way. Sometimes they have a little coyote yip in their voices; sometimes they let loose with a basso profondo. But you’re right. It’s basically just barking at each other.”

Fido & Me — Fido the writer

September 21, 2012

“I’d like to make a paragraph but I don’t know how to do it,” Fido said.

“It’s not too hard, Fido. Just press the ‘return’ key and then hit the ‘tab’ key and you’re hunky dory. Do you mind if I ask what you’re doing?”

Fido was quite a sight. He had managed to pull on a green copy-editor visor and was now scrunched over the keyboard.

“I am going to be the first dog member of the Outdoor Writers Association of California!” he cried.

He had all the necessary stuff. Where and how he learned to pack a notebook, a digital camera, and a GoPro, I have no idea.

What we're reading in Mammoth: Sept. 14-20

September 14, 2012

A totally random sampling of what Mammothites are reading, culled from here and there, appearing every now and then

 

Mary Canada, Eastern California Museum archivist: “The Next 100 Years,” by George Friedman.

Fido & Me — Muzzle Man

September 14, 2012

“What the heck is THIS?” Fido wanted to know.

“It’s a bag of treats!”

“Hey hey hey hey!” he said. “What’s that other thing?”

“Oh this little old thing?” I said, and reached—tentatively— into the shopping bag. “It’s a muzzle, Fido, and it goes around your nose and mouth, kind of like your Gentle Leader.”

“I hate it already,” Fido said.

“Yeah, I know, but you can’t have one, the bag of treats, without the other, you big red lug. It’s going to snow pretty soon, and we have to get used to you wearing this thing, or they won’t let you on the bus.”

Dancing in the woods- again- this time surrounded by art

September 7, 2012

It has been an unforgettable summer and this weekend kept the momentum going into fall.
With the sounds of bluegrass music coming from the Village and a breathtaking art festival at Sam’s Woodsite, life in Mammoth keeps getting better and better.

Summer time—for most of us—is the best time to kick back and enjoy the outdoor beauty and calm weather.
Autumn usually slows down, but not for us. Every weekend in September is jam-packed with activities and drinking opportunities.

Fido & Me — Autumn Musings

September 7, 2012

“Hey where did everybody go?” Fido wanted to know. “One minute this place is hoppin’ crazy wild, and the next, nothing. No new dogs to play with. No new sounds. What happened to the hiss of mountain bike tires on the road? And the squealing kids in the pool?”

“Take it easy, Fido,” I said. “It’s that time of the year. A lot of the visitors have gone home. They’re going back to school. They’re going back to work. We’ll see them again next summer, I promise.”
“But, but, but …”

Jonny Walker's "Last Call" — A mud run on the rocks

September 5, 2012

On Friday afternoon, if you were trying to drive up Canyon Blvd, you would have been surprised to see a sight unique to this town—a large gathering of mud covered teams dressed in strange but matching outfits all showering together in the middle of the road.

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