Rose and Kate Make a New Friend

So anyways…we were camping up at Roosevelt Lake not far from where we live in Scodsdale, Arryzonia. (I measure distance by how long a nap I get to have while my two-legged companions Brian and Dee are driving; this was just a short-nap-trip).

One morning I was stationed at my usual spot, the pic-a-nic table where Dee and Brian cook our meals. I stay there just in case they drop some food on the ground. They do that a lot. My job is to scoop it up right was so the campsite doesn’t get messy. And I am really, really good at my job.

So my sister, big ol’ Rose the Irish Setter, was snoozing in the sun at the edge of camp when I hear her start barking all excited-like. I walked over to take a look-see and was surprised to find: A HUGE VERSION OF ROSE, ANOTHER IRISH SETTER, BUT WAY, WAY TALLER. This setter was with his own two-legged companion, a very nice lady.

The setter’s name was Ian (I asked Brian how to spell it for you because you say it like ee-un). One sniff and I could tell he was a boy dog. He was very full of energy and wanted to play with Rose, but she’s kinda tired so she mostly sleeps in the tent when we are in camp. Brian and Dee say that Rose is in her “sunset years.” I dunno what that means. The only thing I know about sunset is that if I don’t get my dinner by then, I am one unhappy springer spaniel.

I miss all the playing and roughhousing Rose and I used to do when she was younger. Setters are great fun to play with. So I went over to Ian to see if he’d play with me. I wasn’t scared even though he is twice my size–nothin’ much scares me except an empty food bowl or the vet’s butt thermometer. I bopped Ian on the nose with my paw. That’s my signal to Rose to come play with me. I liked it when Rose would chase me all over the yard.

And HA HA HA, she never caught me!

When I bopped Ian on the nose, he just looked at me like, “Who are you, little spaniel?” His attention was all focused on Rose even though I am way, way cuter, like most springers. Some guys just don’t know what they’re missing. Maybe Ian was just playing hard to get. Pretty soon his mommy led him back to their campsite. I hoped he would come around again tomorrow.

Brian told me that we had met his mommy before. We stayed at a cabin she owns up the woods a long time ago, when I was just a little puppy. Dee said, “What a small world it is that we would run into her way out here at a desert campground.” I dunno about that. Maybe it seems like a small world cuz Dee is so much taller than me.

Written by Kate, reporting from camp in Arryzonia

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Three O’clock Celery

Three O’clock is a long time from breakfast and a long time from dinner, so we get a snack. We used to get those snacks you buy in the store, but have you ever read the labels? Some of what they make them from is kinda yucky. Anyways, I don’t remember how it happened but one day Brian gave us a stalk of celery. It was yummy, all crunchy and juicy. Then because me and Rose liked it so much, Brian tried some kale, that was good too. The cucumbers were okay and Rose really like the carrots. Me, I like sweet peppers. We don’t like spinach, there’s no crunch and it sticks to our teeth.

Celery is the best and what we get most of the time.

Kate, who likes vegetables

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Senior Dogs Are Best

That’s me, Rose, the Irish setter, I’m a senior dog. That doesn’t mean I’m old. Okay so I got a sugar face but I’m not old. Senior means best. Like when you’re a senior in high school or you’re a senior analyst or you have seniority. Seniority means you’re first and get the best stuff.

You also get the warmest spot in the bed. You can snooze in the sun all you want. And here’s the best part, if you play it right you get better food. Don’t believe me? Here’s how it works: when Dee brings me my breakfast I kinda look at it and then look at Dee and then look back at the bowl. BUT and here’s the important part, I don’t eat it. I lie down and put my head on my paws. Dee gets this worried look on her face. So, she goes back and puts something special on the breakfast like cheese, or chicken, or sardines and then I eat it all up. It works even better when Brian feeds me. He sometimes puts yogurt in my bowl. I love yogurt.

Rose, the bestest senior Irish setter.

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What are New Year’s Resalootions?

I dunno.  Why is everybody going around saying they want to stop this and start that? Makes no sense.  I mean Brian, my two legged companion tells me I have to learn to stop barking when somebody goes by the house.  Does that make any sense?  At All? No. So why should it be a New Year’s Resaloootion?

And I smell just fine.  So why do I need to take more baths? Okay I get it that my nails have to be clipped because when they get too long it’s hard to make the blog with the tappity thing.

If those two companions want to make resaloootions they should resaloot to take me and Kate on more walks. And give us lunch along with breakfast and dinner.  And wake up early in the morning like me and Kate, not stay slug a bug in bed until the sun rises.

Now those are New Year’s Resaloootions I could go for.

Rose, the Irish Setter

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Three O’clock Celery

Three O’clock is a long time from breakfast and a long time from dinner, so we get a snack. We used to get those snacks you buy in the store, but have you ever read the labels? Some of what they make them from is kinda yucky. Anyways, I don’t remember how it happened but one day Brian gave us a stalk of celery. It was yummy, all crunchy and juicy. Then because me and Rose liked it so much, Brian tried some kale, that was good too. The cucumbers were okay and Rose really like the carrots. Me, I like sweet peppers. We don’t like spinach, there’s no crunch and it sticks to our teeth.

Celery is the best and what we get most of the time.

Kate, who likes vegetables

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Thank You for Thanksgiving

It’s Thanksgiving weekend so me and Rose decided to say what we’re thankful for. I’ll go first. Belly rubs. I love belly rubs, they make me feel all warm and special. Shadows and light: ‘Cause I get to chase them all around. You should see me run. I’m 12 years old now but I still run fast. I spring too. I spring up and out of the grass and then the birds spring up. I think that’s why I’m called a springer.

Birds: I chase the birds. I’ve got lots of energy and it’s my job to keep the birds away from the campsite. One time a huge black bird — I think it was called a crow – tried to steal our dinner on the picnic table. Well, I got rid of him really quick.

It’s me Rose, now. I’m thankful for snuggles in bed. I’m big and have long legs but there’s always room for me in the bed. I sleep sometimes on Brian’s belly or on Dee’s butt.

Celery: Every day at 3:00 PM we get a stalk of celery as a snack. I love the way it crunches and crunches.

Turkey: no seriously turkey. Dee scrapes off all the meat from the bones and mixes it with mashed potatoes and string beans. Sometimes she puts cranberries on top. See, we get homemade food all the time but we only get turkey at Thanksgiving.

Sunrise: because it’s the beginning of a new day and who knows what wonderful surprises will happen.

Both of us, me and Kate, are thankful that Brian and Dee are our two-legged companions because I don’t know what they would do without us. We take care of them. We get them up in the morning. Make sure they get their exercise by nagging them for walks. We help them eat healthy ’cause we always watch them when they eat.

And most important – we’re always there to give them a lovie when they need one.

So Happy Thanksgiving.

Rose and Kate

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Go Find

See it’s this game we play. Our two-legged companion, this time it’s Payton, tells us to sit. You can see me sitting with Rose, Harley and Malibu. Harley is the little black guy. I like him. I want to play with him, but he doesn’t want to play with me. He likes Malibu and plays with her. She’s the mostly white one. She wants to play with me, but I don’t want to play with her. I want to play with Harley. Rose plays with anybody. Anyways back to Go Find.

Another two-legged companion hides these treats all around the house. Sometimes they’re on a table. Sometimes they’re on the floor or on the stairs. Then she says “Go Find!” and we all run around finding the treats. I win ’cause I get the most treats. At least I think I win. Maybe there’s no winning or losing, just lots of treats.

It’s a fun game and we can play it anytime.
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Kate, the cute one

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It’s a Big Day for Me, Like Huge!!!

It’s my birthday. I am 14 years old. I’m not finished yet, but 14 is a big birthday. I’ve done a lot in those 14 years.

I saved Brian from a big owie from a rattlesnake in the garden. I jumped in front of Brian and the rattlesnake bit me instead. That was scary and it hurt, but I got better. Now, when I want a special snack I remind Brian I saved him.

When I was two years old I got a baby sister. I didn’t want a baby sister, but I got one anyway. You’ve probably guessed it’s Kate. After a couple of days she was okay. She and me are bestest friends now. We have lots of adventures. You can read about them in the book we wrote. Kate and Rose Unleashed: It’s available as a paperback on Amazon and kindle book. You might want to buy it as a Christmas present. See we get a treat for every copy that’s sold. We should get more than just a treat ’cause we wrote it, but that’s how it goes.

This year has been the best, well they are all really good years, but this year we went camping. We saw the Grand Canyon. We stayed on the beach in Oregon for a week. We explored the redwood forest. Went up to the red rocks in Sedona. Stayed in Oak Creek Canyon. Camped on the shores of Lake Powell. Swam in the ocean. Chased seagulls. Swam in the Smith River. Swam in the Colorado River. Swam in the Sacramento River. We did a lot of swimming.

Anyways I’m looking forward to my 15th year. I bet it will be lots of fun. And more camping.

Rose, the birthday girl

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Rain, Rain, Don’t Go Away

Soggy doggy Kate

It’s raining. I like the rain. I like to jump in puddles and get my ears all wet. Then I shake. And guess what? Brian and Dee get all wet too.

In the backyard the grass gets wet so I roll in it. The grass feels good on my back. Okay, so I get a little on me, then Dee calls me a muddy mutt, but I’m not a mutt I’m a purebred English springer spaniel and I have three colors, not just one like Rose. She’s just red. I’m black and white and brown. Mutts are fine. I like mutts, but I’m not a mutt.

There’s an animal that looks like a rock that lives in the backyard. He’s called Bruiser the tortoise. He likes the rain too. He walks really, really, really slow. He doesn’t have fur, just the hard covering over him. When he gets surprised he pulls in his head and legs and tail underneath the hard cover. I like to surprise Bruiser, but then Dee fusses at me. She fusses at me a lot. Oh well.

I hope it rains again really soon.

Kate, the cute one.

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Snowbirds in the Fall

Rose and Kate Fall

It’s fall finally. I don’t know why it’s called fall. Maybe it’s because the leaves fall off the trees or the temperature falls or night falls faster.

I still get up really early. That’s what us four-legged companions do – we get up early to start the day, only now it’s not daytime yet, ’cause it’s still dark outside. That’s okay. I can see a glow where the sky meets the mountains in the east. The sky gets brighter and brighter and then whoosh the sun is up. Who wants to sleep through that magic?

Fall here in Arizona is a little different. The snow birds start to come back. No, these aren’t the birds with feathers that fly in – like ducks do on the lake. These are peoples who migrate in the fall and stay here through the spring.

You can tell they’re here because the license plates in the parking lot, like at Petsmart, are all different not just Arizona. There’s Illinois and Wisconsin and Minnesota. If you look at the cars you can see Green Bay Packer stickers (Go Pack Go), Chicago Cubs (yeah!) and Minnesota Vikings (boo!). There are more of them than the red birds – sometimes called Cardinals – from Arizona.

So I like fall. How about you?

Rose, the Irish setter

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