Horse sense

I have been a good boy and yesterday, I got to go to Montara State Beach with Ma and Pa. We climbed up and up and up and then we saw these guys!

A very nice man and a...??!! Ma calls them horses and Pa likes them!

I barked furiously but IT just stood there swishing its tail

The THING even had its own dog!

Ma and Pa said we were lucky they were so nice to us because I was obnoxious. Me? Obnoxious??? Hrrrrumph!

Pa decided to try out his new running shoes. I had to race to catch up!!

I stayed right by his side. You know, I try not to get ahead.

It was a long ways down and steep and we left Ma behind to take photos. 

It was a bit overcast but the view was stunning.

We had a good time and got tired, too. Pa's feet are still recovering from the 50km race he ran two weekends ago. So, til my next misadventure, be good, be safe, and no horsing around during work hours.

Dr. Crick, I presume?

Sir Francis Crick

I have been a good boy and guess what? Ma's friend has discovered an uncanny resemblance between me and Dr. Crick, the Nobel prize winning father of molecular biology who was instrumental in discovering the structure of DNA. He coined the phrase, central DOGma, referring to the flow of information from DNA -> RNA -> protein. This dogma was challenged by the discovery of reverse transcriptase, present in certain viruses such as the retrovirus HIV. Hey, science can be a dog-eat-dogma world. Well, my Ma always said I'm very professorial for a dog. I can be very pensive and I notice everything. Ma's Pops, also a scientist, thought it was very funny. So, now I have a new nickname - Dr. Crick. I prick my ears when I hear that! Ma says all dogs have a given name and an earned name.

It's the BROWS and the EYES!!

It's interesting to note that he moved to southern California and studied the neurochemical basis of consciousness in his later years. He is British, of course, like us Airedales.

Carlotta comes all the way from LA to visit so I take
her on scenic walks when she comes. She used to show dogs
so she knows a lot about us.

The other day, Lucca and I found a football!

Lucca having difficulty picking up the ball.

I had to school him -- can't go for the fat part,
gotta go for the ends.

So, 'til my next misadventure, be good, be safe and to challenge dogma you must think out of the box.