Bruno continues loving life and everything that it has to offer. These three months saw some computer work, cheerios, a return of summer, cabin time, dock jumping and road trips.
The Editor
This was not a set-up shot. The dogs love it when my camera comes out. Bruno got so excited that he just decided to climb in the kitchen chair where my computer happened to be. Some people ask where I get my ideas for photos. This shot is proof that the ideas aren’t always mine.
Bruno: Alright Dave, it’s my turn to do the editing.
Dave: Really? You’re wanting to move behind the computer.
Bruno: Yup. How hard can it be? The real tough work is modelling.
Dave: You think so?
Bruno: Yup. All I do is use the mousse, do a few licks, then pesto. Magic.
Dave: Mousse? Licks? Pesto?
Bruno: Yup. That’s how computers work.
Dave: I think you mean computer mouse and clicks. Licks and mousse is more of a dessert thing. And it’s ‘presto’, not ‘pesto’.
Bruno: Oh. Well that’s disappointing. I was banking on there being cross-over with the dessert thing.
Dave: Nope. And this lap top uses a touch-pad. Not a mouse.
Bruno: Oh well. At least it’s a lap top. I excel at being a lap dog. And by the way, I still do plan on licking the screen.
Mr. Cheerio
Once again more Bruno’s idea for a photo than mine. We used to have a lovely golden named Oliver who would jam his head in biscuit boxes for the last crumbs and get his head temporarily stuck. I wondered if Bruno, Agnes, or Eva would do the same for the last Cheerios in the bottom of the box. The answer was a resounding no. But Bruno’s problem solving involved grabbing the box and chasing me around the kitchen with it so I could get the last two Cheerios out of the box for him.
Dave: Bruno, what are you doing with the Cheerios box?
Bruno: It’s mine.
Dave: Really? It’s yours?
Bruno: Yup. I’ve had it as long as I can remember. I love this thing.
Dave: I’m pretty sure it’s not yours.
Bruno: Yup. It’s mine. I’m “Cheery”, and when people see me they say “Ooooh”.
Dave: Well, I do admire that logic.
Bruno: Plus it says “family size”. And I’m family sized too. Big enough for the whole family to pet at once.
Dave: Also some solid logic.
Bruno: Thanks. Now, can you do me a solid and help a Bruno out here?
Dave: What do you need help with?
Bruno: There are a couple of Cheerios left in the bottom of my box. Can you get them out for me to munch on?
Bocce
A companion shot to go with the one from Agnes’s 52 weeks project, linked in the comments. He really really wanted those bocce balls.
Dave: Hey Bruno, I like the squished face look.
Bruno: Yup. Rocking it. But not my primary goal for being here.
Dave: Then what is your goal?
Bruno: To get closer to these amazing bocce balls. I just want to play with them.
Dave: You do realize that they’re quite heavy and hard?
Bruno: Yup. I guessed that from the lack of bounce and the clanking sound on impact.
Dave: And you realize that they would not be delightfully squishy?
Bruno: Yup. But they’re bocce balls, so I want them.
Dave: Really? You know about bocce?
Bruno: Yup. All dogs do.
Dave: Wow. I thought it was more of a niche Italian leisure sport.
Bruno: Nope. All dogs know about bocce. Bocce even has a special meaning in dog language.
Dave: This I have to hear.
Bruno: Yup. The ruff translation from Italian to dog to english is “Man those balls look amazing, so amazing that I want to run around the lawn and play with them”.
Dave: Wow. That’s a longer translation than I anticipated.
Bruno: The dog language is quite nuanced. Now, can you hook me up and let me play with those delightful bocce balls?
Back at it
Bruno showing that taking the winter off did not hamper his form. But, we did make him take it easy and limited him to less than 15 jumps on his first days of dock jumping for the season. Don’t want to strain the back and leg muscles at the start of the season.
Bruno: Alright, the ice is melted, the dock is in and that can mean only one thing.
Dave: Time to go fishing?
Bruno: Nope.
Dave: Time to have a nice relaxing beer while sitting on the end of the dock?
Bruno: I do like beer, but nope again.
Dave: Ah, then it has to be time to get the boat in.
Bruno: Nope again. Boats freak me out a bit.
Dave: Oh. I bet you’re taking about dock jumping.
Bruno: Darn tooting I am. Lets let the toy fly and I’ll fly right after it.
Dave: Don’t you think you should start taking it easy? After a whole winter without swimming and jumping you may be a little rusty.
Bruno: Nope. I’m always spectacular.
Dave: I don’t think you can just assume that you’ll be in shape to get right back into it and jump like you did at the end of last summer.
Bruno: Dude, hold my beer ….
Back-lit and happy
Bruno loving the fact that it’s dock jumping season again. The lake really is his favorite place in the world.
Melons
Bruno and Agnes hanging out on the bed at the cabin. He really has come around to liking new puppy. Of the three dogs they are the pair that plays together the most. And he now only gets grumpy every third time that she touches him.
Agnes: Hey Bruno. Want to know something?
Bruno: Sure thing, Newpuppy.
Agnes: You have a giant melon.
Bruno: Really? We’re going to eat a melon? I love melons. Watermelon, honeydew, cantaloupe, melons of the sea. They’re all good.
Agnes: Melons of the sea?
Bruno: Yup. Tennis balls. Us retrievers call them melons of the sea when they’re floating in the lake.
Agnes: I’m pretty sure that you’re the only one who calls them that. And I’m not being literal here. Melon is a synonym.
Bruno: Ooooh, synonym melons. Those sound scrumptious.
Agnes: A synonym is not a type of melon. It’s two words that mean the same thing. You know, melon means the same thing as cranium and skull.
Bruno: Dude, we’re going to eat skull melons and cranium melons? I’ve never had those but they sound great.
Agnes: I don’t think you’re getting it. As a synonym melon is a substitute for head. The same thing applies to coconut, nut, noodle and noggin.
Bruno: Awesome! I love nuts, noodles and coconuts too. This synonym melon is getting more delicious by the minute.
Road trip!
Bruno squeezing his head between the water bottles trying to herniate as much as possible of his body into the front seat without breaking the rule of not being allowed in the front seat. Multiple times during a road trip this happens, and every time it is the funniest thing in the world.
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