Fireworks at the Beach

Fireworks at the beach? Why is that a question you may ask. Well, in the past, I haven't done very well with fireworks. The booms are too much for me. So a few years ago, I started to take doggie downers on the Fourth, to mellow me out.

Well this year, it was all wrong. First of all, I am older and don't eat as much as I used to. I am not as active as I used to be, on 3 legs and all. So I got my pill in peanut butter stuffed into a bone. I ate it. I fall for that trick every time. Then the plan was for me to eat my dinner. More food, more better. Well, as I am stubburn, I didn't eat my dinner and then, Wham! The drugs kicked in. I paniced and made a run to my safe spot by the front door. I didn't make it, those floors are slick. Mike and Laura moved me to my spot and I stayed there until after breakfast this morning, 17 hours later.

I decided to go outside and let the sun set me right. Mike brought out my breakfast, last night dinner, and some water. I was hungry, so I ate it and I even got another scoop of food. I'll save that for later.

I will recover today, but that was a real knock out. Next time, how about half a pill.

So what did I miss? Nothing! It was a hot day in the Willamette Valley, that draws the fog inland. So about 9:00 p.m. last night, we were in pea soup fog. We could hear the booms, but not see the fireworks in the sky. Laura even stayed up past her normal bedtime to watch.

Oh well, we had a full house here at The Craftsman B&B and every enjoyed their stay. Out on the beach, they were able to see the show, our deck, not so much.

Sleepy

I sure do look sleepy in this picture taken by a guest here at The Craftsman B&B. I was hanging out on the sun deck (click and drag for a 360º view, and can you find me in the picture?) as the guests were getting ready for their day out. I needed to get my ears cleaned and I think I got a "mickey" in my breakfast.

So this photo is a unique effect, no Photoshop.  Our guest has this slick lens, I'm not a professional photographer, but Mike worked in a photo studio for years, so I do know a little bit.  This lens lets you change the plane of the lens board.  Most cameras have the lens parallel to the film board, that give you distortion free shots.  This lens allows you to move the plane of the lens to get all sorts of effects but this one blurs the edges of the photo.

Remember the old style cameras with the photographer under the hood and the big bellows?  This lens lets the photographer pull off the same type of shots as those cameras.  Pretty cool!

Here is a picture of my feet.

Thanks to our guest Reid, for sharing the photo. If you have photos of me, our your trip to Pacific City and The Craftsman B&B, send me a link and I'll publish them on the blog. You can also upload photos to TripAdvisor here.

Slo - Mo - O

After visiting The Craftsman B&B here on the Oregon Coast you will learn something about me.  I can't seem to "shake" a chronic ear problem.  I am a mobile yeast factory.  So today, I think they put something in my breakfast.  It kind of knocks me out.  They do it to gain an advantage when attempting to clean my ears.  As you can imagine, I don't like to get my ears cleaned.  Mike holds me down and Laura goes to town.  It doesn't take too long, but I fight them all the way.  The doggie downer I got this morning makes it an easier job for them.

I just can't seem to remember that I do feel better after they are done.  I do remember that I don't like to get it done.  So when my dog door is closed and the other doors down stairs start to close, I'm in for it.  I don't give up, I just don't get traction on the smooth floor.

When it's all over, I go outside and shake like crazy for a while.  I need to take some time before I calm down and the drugs wear off.  So today, Sean came over to watch the Bronco football game.  they had slider hamburgers and chips.  I like chips, so when Sean offered some to me, my reaction was a little slow.  He called me Slo - Mo - O.  I was moving in slow motion.

I am nearly back to my normal self, enough to write this blog.

So when you come to visit me here in Pacific City, you can pet me all you want, just keep away from the ears.