The Sunday Schauzer – Garden Helper?

I swear that Bowser is some kind of closet doggy gardener because whenever I am working in my yard, he won’t leave me alone. He has the full roam of the property including my landlords’ much bigger yard but decides he must be in my business whenever he sees me with tools in hand.

I ran in to get a drink of water while preparing to install 2 new garden beds (just peeking on right hand side of photo). My taskmaster is watching me through the kitchen window.
The Supervisor

My son-in-law suggested I use string in order to line up the new beds with the existing, for symmetry. This is how that went.

Someone grabbed the string and ran into his yard with it.
Despite not being able to use the string, I did get the beds situated and filled with soil and even planted! With peas and marigolds. No thanks to my favourite photo bomber.
Being a nuisance helper is hard work. Bowser dozing in the spring sun.
Old Sleepy Face was relieved to come inside with me, and rest in style. But demanded scritches until he fell asleep. He seemed to think he deserved them, being such a Good Helper and all…and I obliged.
Finally, peace for both of us.

We hope you are having a productive weekend, with lots of peace too.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – March 2024 Highlights

Here are some of the things we saw and did in March.

We were lucky enough to see the local Roosevelt Elk herd, in their usual spot across the creek.

It’s always wonderful to see them resting and grazing, although I respect that the local farmers might not think so. Apparently they do a lot of damage and can be quite the nuisance. However, they are protected so not much can be done.

We also achieved something I have been meaning to do for a very long time: walk to the Haslam Creek suspension bridge! It was a beautiful spring morning and I just didn’t want the walk to end so, after consulting the AllTrails app, we made it all the way to the bridge.

As usual, Bowser roared ahead of me. Then turned back as if to say: Ummm, was I supposed to do this? I was amazed he went on this structure with no hesitation as you can see through it to the creek far below. My dear departed Lucy would never have ventured onto a bridge like this!

The last highlight I want to share with you was a surprise box arriving in the mail, from my youngest sister. Full of lovely treats for me, including many Schnauzer-themed gifts!

A shopping bag! So handy.
A beautiful little charm – hung on my tree per my sister’s great suggestion.

And a pair of the most adorable china mugs!

We hope your March was full of lovely experiences and surprises, and that your April is shaping up as well!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Bowser Turns Two

On April 3rd, the star of ye olde blogge turned 2 years old! That’s right – don’t think for a moment that I don’t know who REALLY is the main attraction at Widow Badass Industries. Ahem.

We (his parents and I) decided to take Bowser to the beach and pick up some food (from POKÉ PAGE2) along the way.

Birthday Boy, patiently waiting in the car while his parents pick up our dinner.

Once we got to the beach (and devoured our meal), it was time for the celebrations to begin. I may or may not have snuck Bowser some salmon, tuna, and tamago from my bowl.

Bowser’s momma lovingly crafted a “birthday cake” for him, out of dog food and decorated with cat kibbles she keeps on hand for a half-feral cat that visits our property. Bowser thinks cat food is da bomb and gobbles it down whenever Rosie leaves some behind in her dish.
It was hoovered up so fast I was lucky to get this one shot in!

Then it was time for the REAL birthday treat:

A special dog cookie from the pet store!
Family portrait.

Don’t worry – we didn’t let Bowser eat the whole cookie at once. He will be enjoying pieces of it over the next number of weeks.

We hope you are taking some time to celebrate the little (and big!) things in your life.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Cuddles with Daddy

One of my longtime readers, Jean of Misadventures of Widowhood, recently asked if Bowser was a cuddly dog or not. The very next day my daughter sent me this video of Bowser with his daddy, who is at home recuperating from knee surgery.

Bowser – in one of his quieter moments – keeping Daddy company on the couch.

Jean, I hope this answers your question! 🙂

For those of you who might not know Jean through her blog, I can recommend you check her out. Jean writes with wit, humour and heart about her life and adventures in a retirement community. You won’t be disappointed!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – A Rough Dog

I have one of those fancy-schmancy Samsung Frame TVs that displays art work. I love it. Worth every extra so extra penny to me, to be able to display artwork and not have a big black rectangle hanging on my wall. I live in a 5-room, 600 square foot cottage, so every inch of wall space has to pull its weight in the decor arena. Recently, my TV notified me there was new stuff in the Art Store to ponder and potentially select. Here is what I found:

A Rough Dog. George Stubbs, 1790.

Bowser on steroids? A leonine ancestor?

Here is our current-day Rough Dog:

I see a resemblance. Do you?

I think Stubbs’ A Rough Dog will be gracing my TV wall for a long time.

We hope you are having a great – not rough – weekend!

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Rediscovering the Purple Donut

Bowser has a new old favourite toy. I bought it for him last summer and it has languished in the yard over the winter months. I’m surprised he hasn’t destroyed it and that it still squeaks!

Look at what I found, Oma!
I dare you to take it from me. I know you want to.
Puh-lease?!?!?!

Hope you are having a fun weekend and playing with dirty slobbery toys too.

Rock on,

The WB

The Sunday Schnauzer – Chonkster

I recently came back from a 3 week winter vacation (more about that at some point…) and my reunion with family was joyous. However, I did notice that Bowser was a bit more…um…substantial than when I left.

Who are YOU to call ME chonky, Oma? Point taken.
I give you Exhibit A.

In Bowser’s defense, the island experienced ALL THE WEATHER while I was away. Snow storms, atmospheric rivers, and wind storms. Which made for less than ideal dog walking conditions.

Bowser’s daddy has to pick him up when he started limping and biting at his paws due to ice buildup. Long-time readers know Bowser has experienced many snowy walks but this was the first time it actually bothered his paws.
Storm damage on the trail.
More storm damage.
The trail is under here somewhere. Even more storm damage.

There is only one cure for our Bowser’s chonkiness.

Lots of these.
Including running at full tilt through the trails…
And lots of playtime chasing after ballies!

We hope you are having a great weekend, and are able to enjoy the great outdoors (and keep the winter chonkies at bay 😉).

Rock on,

The WB