There is a hug, then there is a BISON hug

My uncle Chris came to visit me and Lindsay with their new pup. I'll talk about Jackson later. For now, I want to show you how to hug family.

First, you need to ask me to give you a hug. Make sure to get in position to accept my hug. Jackson, watch and learn...I'm only going to show you once!

Ready? Here I come!

C R A S H!!

I land on your chest! Make sure to stay upright and not fall over. I am quite powerful!

Hug complete!
You complete the hug by patting me on my head.
See.... easy!

Sorry if I almost dropped you uncle Chris, I still love you!

Look out Cesar....

Say H E L L O to Kristaki, the new and improved dog whisperer.

Uncle Chris at the scene

My uncle Chris watches over the residents of San Francisco as a police officer. Recently he was captured by a photojournalist on the scene of an ugly event.

Here is my uncle....the first baldy (is that rude? sorry.) from the left:

Our family is proud of your courageous effort to put your life on the line for the rest of us every day. We love you and want you to always be safe.

Catch 'em Up

It's been a while bloggie. My momma has been pretty busy with boring stuff that she hasn't had time to help me update my blog.

Bella came to me last night and asked "what up with the blog updates? Last time you posted was in April...HELLO....it's June!" Wow, I didn't realized Bella was a fan. "Well, I actually don't care but it's entertaining to know the stupid things that go through a dog's head. Ooops, did I say that out loud?"


Let's see, where should I start? My uncle Ryan and papa Hugo helped my dad (he doesn't approve of me calling him dadda anymore...wtf?) put up some sun sails in our backyard. See...our backyard gets lots of sun.....really, lots of it!! They help keep the floor cool so we can eat our raw meaty bones outside without burning our footsies. Thank you Uncle Ryan and papa Hugo!

One weekend we went to visit my uncle Chris to escape the hundred degree heat. He took us to my favorite place in the whole world--Point Isabel!
I never appreciated sixty degree weather with high winds so much! Check me out...I have flying nun ears. ha!
Lindsay wasn't happy when a lab puppy stole her spotlight. "Damn puppies!"


Uncle Ron came to visit with two of his friends. My dad ordered a pizza for dinner. It came in the biggest box I have ever seen. Linus thought it made for a nice nap spot. Can you believe none of them shared any pizza with me?
The latest and greatest is that I'm in training. Why you ask? My dad said he wants to get me in shape. He's been taking me out in the evenings to run alongside him as he rides his bicycle. At first, I wasn't too sure about this type of work out. I mean, why can't we just run together? But I like it. He's slowly building my stamina and I think I'm doing pretty darn good! My dad wouldn't let my momma snap a picture of us but she said one day she will get her shot and he won't even know it. Sneaky!

But mainly...I've been taking it easy on my favorite chill spot otherwise known as the couch.

Usually Lindsay is my side kick. She thinks I'm hers. Yeah right!!


It doesn't take long before I get the stare. It's usually because she wants to play. Why does she pick the times when I'm trying to rest?

Nap time is over...it's full on play time!
Story of my life....

My visit to the Bay

This post is coming a little late. During my visit to the bay I tried accessing my blog to post but my abuela's (that's Spanish for grandma) internet was kinda goofy. It would kick me off and not let me upload pictures to my blog. I grew tired fussing around with wires, modems, and routers that I decided to wait til I got home to complete my thoughts and add visuals. Then, year end must do's rolled around. I had to help my momma clean out our closets so she could take stuff her and my dadda don't use anymore and donate them to Goodwill. Then, she had to return to work with a nasty cold. She suspects my abuelo's gave it to her during our visit. Whatta gift, huh?! I'd much rather get cookies or jerky than a nasty cold that drains your energy.

Anyhoo... on with my adventure last Sunday, the day before Christmas Eve:

I went with my momma to the Bay to visit my abuelo's (a little repetitive, but in case you forgot I thought I'd emphasize the fact...ha ha hah). My momma has a mission to learn how to make her abuela's infamous tamales from Guatemala. Her abuela isn't with us any longer so she is learning from no one better than her papa (that is Spanish for dad). He is the only one amongst five siblings who took interest in learning this complicated recipe. My momma is taking notes and pictures to document the whole tamale making process. Hopefully every year here after she will continue the tradition and make tamales for the family. Geez...I hope she will throw one down my way, too. My dadda couldn't come because he had to work, so, Lindsay volunteered to stay with him to keep him company. I thought that was nice of her.

Ok, I have to vent about the ride down! There was so much traffic for a Sunday morning!! When we got to the bay bridge, we came to a complete stop. There were a sea of cars in front, back, and to the sides of me. Having been in the car for nearly three hours, enough was enough....what is the hold up already?







We finally reached our first destination to visit my dadda's parents and my uncle Ron. My momma secretly plotted with uncle Ron to help her get my dadda's Christmas gift. I think this time he will truly be surprised. She always tries to surprise him but my dadda is way too smart and always figures out what my momma is trying to surprise him with. I stayed with my grandparents while my momma and uncle Ron went to the human stores to get my dadda a jacket he's been wanting.
Here is grandpa Ralph with cousin Kody.














And my uncle Ron and grandma Anna posing with me in front of their house.














Then we went to visit my momma's padres (that is Spanish for parents), actually, our final destination. My momma got right to tamale making. Here she is documenting how my abuelo makes the special sauce.














While they were working, I had free roam of this big two story house. I kept running up and down the stairs to see if I could beat my last record. I think my fastest rate was 1.2 seconds flat! Yeah, these long legs helped me bypass some steps...my abuela was amazed with my talents.














I think it's pretty neat how I'm running up and down the very stairs my momma used to when she was a kid.















My uncle Chris came to visit me, but he forgot to bring my Christmas gift! Maybe he'll bring it the next time I come visit? When my momma told us she wanted us to pose for a picture, uncle Chris told me to make a funny face. He's so silly! I wanted to call him tio Christos but he forbade me! He said he prefers uncle over tio....I wonder why?



















"Ok, momma....I'm tired! I've had a long day. It's time for bed now, I closed the door already...lets go mimmis!"














"That's better, but something is missing."














"Ah, yes! I like to be covered in down blanket please."















The next day (Christmas Eve) they got right back to making tamales. My momma wasn't kidding when she said this tamale making stuff was complicated, not to mention, lots of work! I wanted to stay clear while they zoomed around the kitchen, so, I took refuge on the most comfortable recliner ever!














Finally, they finished! I was pooped from watching.














Then it was time for my Christmas Eve venture. My momma and abuelo took me to Fort Funston. My momma and dadda used to go there all the time when they lived in the bay. I can see why...it's oodles of fun!!
"Wait. Momma, I think I see another RR coming my way."



















"Dawgsta! It was a Great Dane! Great, I can't believe I confused a RR for a GD...don't tell anybody!"














My momma swears she's a photog with her point and shoot camera. I am a good subject though, so I gotta give her credit cause she does have an eye for beauty (hee hee).