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Rowdy and that “Grizzly Bag”

April29

many of you have followed my stories regarding Rowdy the world famous Rhodesian Ridgeback.

Joanne captured this video using her iPhone 3Gs. Rowdy is suspicious of a bag that clearly isn’t supposed to be there. We discover that it is likely of the evil “Grizzly Bag” variety.

Thusly Rowdy’s treasured person, Joanne, is defended and rescued.

meanwhile…

I evidently married smart. but, that proverbial apple does not fall far from the tree (as you know, I love technology, and new toys).

Joanne:

“why do I need a new iPhone? this one works great”.

then, there is my daughter, whom may be more like me.

Haley Anne:

“Daddy, I neeeeed a new iPhone. mine got scratchy”.

peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

brian patrick cork

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Rowdy can Run

February13

Rowdy, my world famous Rhodesian Ridgeback, is no longer, in official terms, anyway, a puppy.

Today, indeed, this very day, Rowdy is two years old. It’s hard to believe in consideration of this wildly popular photo.

The critical milestone that we can now face together is that Rowdy is eligible to run sustained distances (dogs should not run thusly before the age of two). This is one of the reasons I picked the Rhodesian Ridgeback breed. They are incredible athletes, and possessed of inspired stamina.

And, I need such a creature to keep up with me – and, inspire me.

Today, we’re off to Lake Lanier. But, Monday will likely find Rowdy and I on Brittle Road legging it out for what I hope will be one of many adventures together.

On a side note, before we’re off for the lake, it being Rowdy’s Birthday, Joanne is taking him to Petco to pick out a new toy. And, then it’s off to the dog park (www.wolfbrook.com) where his buddies will give him a good romp, he can chase deer, and Jo can compare notes with her own chums.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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boat story #4

July21

Friends of ours recently purchased a boat. Their youngest daughter happens to be best friends with my little Emma Jo. In short order we were invited to join them at Lake Lanier for a weekend.

That was fun. A lot of fun.

Emma Jo wanted a floating device that could be pulled from behind their boat (they are quite good friends of ours and such liberties are encouraged).

With the device that offered the best and most “whoo hoo” value with the requisite opportunities (with the pull-rope, for good measure) in hand, Joanne suggested we might want our own boat at some point.

So … I can now add the story of how I bought a boat to go with a water toy to my inventory.

This is a good picture of our boat. However, the people in it are not me, friends, nor family. Loads of other pictures are forthcoming, to include images of real people. These will likely include images of me with a smile splayed broadly across my sunburned visage as I fiercely grip the steering wheel and an icy cold Fat Tire (just in the correct combination, order – and, with due considerations of good judgment and safety).

Rowdy, our fourteen month old Rhodesian Ridgeback sits right at the front, his ears struck out like wings, as he barks and “boofs” furiously into the roaring wind, advising all that care to listen (and others that have little choice) that they are near “his boat”, on “his lake, with “his people”. We can also take him to Sunset Cove where we beach the boat just outside of the Water Park where we have season passes. Hundreds of people already know Rowdy, and adore him (and understand that “no people food” allowed – even hotdogs). He is a good boy.

And, I already know that I both need, and want, a bigger boat. The tug with that is even more powerful than that of elite sports cars. I’d never have though that possible.

Peace be to my Brothers and Sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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levity, in a manner of speaking

January15

There is something both absurd and delightful in advising a dog the size, and certainly the pedigree, of Rowdy, my eleven month old, 75 lbs Rhodesian Ridgeback, that it’s time for “din-dins”.

Especially when they are possessed of a 48″ vertical jump.

See also: Rowdy is Rowdy.

Peace be to my Brothers and sisters.

Brian Patrick Cork

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