Doxie Doodle hits the streets. Jump on board with us!
Celebrate the ride of life - celebrate small town spirit. Celebrate summer!
Celebrate the heart of dogs and dog people as Americans celebrate independence day!
(From our surf dog archives)
Meet writer dogs. Rider dogs. Best dog friends. Surf the couch, the www, or a wave. Wave back at us!
It's all about the ride. The ride of life with a dog.
Celebrate the ride of life - celebrate small town spirit. Celebrate summer!
Celebrate the heart of dogs and dog people as Americans celebrate independence day!
(From our surf dog archives)
My mom and you and me and Grandma and the kids and creatures roaming our backyards.
I look up to you, Grandpa. We all do.
You taught us how to live - you gave us our last name - Ayers.
You showed us all how to rock and roll and ride through life.
Even now, that you don't feel so well.
Whether you're having a good day or bad - nothing perks us all up, like a good grrrrrr.
Grandpa, you understand, without words, just what I need.
You get my priorities! First project upon visiting: creating total mayhem.
When it comes to play time - you can really last all day! No one is as patient as you, grandpa.
And you get my 2nd priority after play time: toy box inventory.
Here you and my mom are, camping and riding bikes in the desert. I love camping!
You taught us all, the whole family, the love of play time, love of nature, love of life.
Here you are, horsing around on an anniversary, acting like kids. Yeah! That's the stuff!
I try to give back, Grandpa.
Here, I'm helping you with a brake job. On thanksgiving day. When I'd REALLY rather eat turkey.
What I wouldn't give for a good brake job right now. With turkey and mashers. I miss you. We live too far away...
Put up with all that airplane travel... just for you.
And do my carry-on bag dog thing.
You're totally worth it, Grandpa.
Because at the end of the bag - is your lap.
Here was our family 16 years ago, on your 50th wedding anniversary.
I wasn't even born yet, but my fellow grandkids made the picture. And mom's on the left, the one that writes Surf Dog Diaries with me.
We came back. I did the carry on bag thing. But it wasn't a happy visit - we came to see you in the hospital.
I did my best Therapy Dog thing. So did the rest of the family.
We tried to help you get your memory back after the stroke. By looking at old photos.
Good times.
Bad times.
The ride.
The ups and downs of life.
When you were sick, we were trying to act normal. So, we went out on the deck and had a little fun.
We were cheating at cards. You know, like the famous painting?
Who knows what lies ahead?
All that matters is today.
And love.
Any good dog could tell you that....
With love from your grand dog - your dinky doxie BFF - your Pen Pal.....
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