Farley’s Friday: What’s In The Seaweed

Farley here,

Have you ever seen this much seaweed? And how many dogs does it take to pick up a stick?

Farley Seaweed 2

I met two new dogs at the beach. The big one is named Butter. I have no idea who the middle dog is, but she wanted my stick. It got buried in seaweed, and  seaweed is gooey and very slippery.

I had the best angle, but Butter was quicker. She grabbed the stick, leaving the two of us to chase her. By the end of the game, we were all covered in seaweed, which sticks to your hair, by the way.

This seaweed is very confusing. Some days we go to the beach, and there is none. Other days, the sand is covered. But either way, I think I love the beach.

Woof Woof

Farley’s Friday: I Met A Giant

Farley here,

Check out this guy. He’s a Tibetan Mastiff, otherwise known as the giant of dogs. Okay, I made that up, but he was a seriously big dog.

Farley and the giant

I met him at the beach. The same beach I met my sister at last week. I think I’ll start calling it my lucky beach. At first, his size frightened me. I think you can tell by the look on my face. But check out how friendly he looks.


Tibetan Mastiffs are strong-willed, self-reliant dogs who attempt to take control of every situation unless you are an assertive leader who demands respect.

That doesn’t sound like me, does it?  I’m a funny, playful kind of guy. Not exactly the leader who demands respect. But I know how to respect the leader.

My new friend didn’t play much. Too big for that nonsense, but he did let me walk with him. I just had to calm down a little. I can play sophisticated too.

Who knows who I’ll meet next time I’m there?

Woof Woof.

Farley’s Friday: Off Leash Dog Play

Farley here,

I’ve got a new friend! Murphy is a big dog who loves to run. He’s pretty young, so he kinda tired me out.

But wow, he was fun in the park. Now that I see his photo, he looks like a black wolf. I saw one once, so I know what they look like. But I wasn’t afraid. I charged forward and tackled him.

Farley Muphy playing

After playing hard, we found a cool spot to relax in the shade. Kristina and Mathew wanted to keep going, but the three of us (Murphy, Piper, and I)  just said no. We needed time to recover from the big run, so they would just have to wait.

Farley laying in grass

Piper even kept up with us. Piper is one week younger than me and was born a block from where I was born on Vancouver Island, so we are literally life long friends.

Woof Woof.

Farley’s Friday: Early Morning Beach Run

Farley here,

Did you know older dogs sometimes don’t like to play with puppies? I don’t understand that.

Check out this puppy I met at the beach. The thing you have to understand about puppies is they jump on you, bite you, paw at you and chase you.


Their sharp teeth can sting a little, but there’s not much power in the bite. That’s the down side. The fun comes with the excitement a puppy exudes when playing. I can’t resist.

The humans standing around always praise me and comment on how patient I am. I love the praise, so a nip here and there are worth it.

Bring on the puppies!

Woof Woof

Farley’s Friday: Can a dog help a human write?

Farley here,

Did you know it takes a human a long time to write a novel?

Kristina is working on a novel she’s calling EVOLUTION. She says there are several dogs in this book. One of them is a wheaten terrier, just like me.

“Is his name Farley,” I woof.

“Nope,” Kristina says. “Farley was in BLAZE, so he can’t be in EVOLUTION. The dog’s name is Jasper.”

I sigh. I don’t see why my name can’t be used in all her books and not just BLAZE.

She’s typing words, but I want to go for a walk. I figure if I sit on her, she’ll work faster.

Farley on lap

Not sure my theory is working…

Woof Woof

Farley’s Friday: Dog Sitting – Is it for you?

Farley here,

Kristina likes to dog sit, but I think she should ask me first.  Our neighbors have a 4 month  old Doodle, Moca, and he’s one crazy dog.

He comes over, jumps on my back, bites my face, and chases my tail. Yes, I meant that. He chases MY tail, not his.

Kristina distracted him for a minute, so I got to sniff him. But then it was back to hard playing.

Farley and Moca

I’m happy when we dog sit older dogs who like to go for a run, then lie around and relax in the dog bed. This puppy thing is a bit too crazy for me.

I know Kristina. If anyone asks her to dog sit, she’ll be happy to. She says it’s her way of having two dogs. Now why would she want two dogs when she has me? I can’t think of a single reason.

Woof Woof