Buddy at 4 months

Big boy
Big boy

Hi everybody – it’s Buddy here. My Dad told me that I am now 4 months old. Apparently this is a big deal because I got my final vaccinations from the nice people at the vet. Now Dad says I can go more places and meet more dogs. I’m still a bit afraid of other dogs although I did make a friend more my size recently that seemed to want to play with me.

Trouble maker
Trouble maker

Dad says I’ve really grown up over the past month. I really still don’t understand a lot of that kind of stuff because I am still a puppy. But Dad says that I am a very good boy – except when I am a stinker – and that I am  pretty good natured – whatever that means. I know that I like spending my day with Dad and we do lots of fun stuff.

Magnificent sunrise!
Magnificent sunrise!

Like going to the beach. Except something happened a while back where a nice lady – Dad called her Officer – told Dad that he couldn’t take me on the beach. Well that was a surprise! But she was nice to me and Dad told me that she let us off ‘easy.’ Whatever that means.

Taking in another sunrise
Taking in another sunrise

So now we are walking on the big sidewalk on the road that runs by the ocean. We walk down to a place where we can get on the beach but where there are not so many people. Apparently some people don’t like dogs on the beach cause we poop on it. Well I’ll tell you – I see a lot of stuff on the beach that people leave there – I guess it’s OK for people to poop on the beach but not dogs. Sort of confusing to me because I am still a puppy.

Testing the waters
Testing the waters

Before the Officer told us we couldn’t walk on the beach Dad got me to follow him out into the ocean. I like the water and I am not really afraid when the waves come in.

Getting deeper
Getting deeper

Once I went completely underwater! It was kind of fun. An Dad would let me carry is flip flop home at the end of the walk. That was my job and Dad told me that I did it really well.

Dads flip flop
Dads flip flop

Dad tells me that he is proud of me when we walk now with the lead. I still sometimes grab at it and lay down when Dad is trying to walk me – but not so much as I used to. I love to walk and sniff everything and try and eat stuff.  I don’t jump on Dad so much anymore either. I still have my moments though when I want to play rough so Dad puts his welding glove on and I attack it!

Chewin' on rocks
Chewin’ on rocks

I spend a lot of time on my own now while Dad is working. I sleep a lot but also explore the back yard a lot on my own. Dad says I am a really good dog because I hardly ever go pee or poop in the house anymore.  I have my toys spread all over the house and sometimes I chew on them. One thing I do now is bark at stuff. Like my food and water bowls. I pull them out of my kennel and bark at them. And I bark when I hear funny noises or see something that looks kind of funny. I bark when I want Dad to play with me! Then Dad calls me Barky McBarkface. Dad sure has a lot of different names he calls me.

Let's go!
Let’s go!

But mostly he calls me Buddy and I pretty well know that’s me now when anyone says it. I love to meet new people all the time and Dad tells me that everybody always says how cute I am and want to know what kind of dog I am. Dad especially likes it when pretty girls want to pet me.

Rollin' on the beach
Rollin’ on the beach

And did I tell you about riding in the car? Boy is that quickly becoming a favorite thing to do. Dad holds me and I stick my head and sometime my legs out the window and sniff! Dad tells me that I get high because sometimes I just sort of throw my head back and make funny noises. It’s so cool! One thing Dad teases me about it that I drool when it’s hot (and it’s hot a lot here!) and now the side of the car is perpetually covered with Buddy drool.

Early morning stroll
Early morning stroll

Dad says I’m a fine little fellow and that he’s proud of me that I am such a good boy.  Now I am not exactly sure what that all means cause I am still a puppy but I like hanging out with my Dad in our little house near the beach.

Wassup?
Wassup?

 

Dolbooks Best Friend Buddy

Dolbooks Best Friend Buddy

Nap time with puppy!
Nap time with puppy!

My name is Dolbrook’s Best Friend Buddy – my friends call me Buddy – and I was born on February 9th 2016. My Dad tells me that I was born a couple of days after his best friend Samwise went to the Rainbow Bridge.

Buddy's Dad Atisha Dolbrooks Tasmanian Devil
Buddy’s Dad Atisha Dolbrooks Tasmanian Devil

My Dad told me that I am a Tibetan Terrier – at least that is what  they call us. I am still just a puppy but I know the truth! We are really an ancient breed of dog from a place called Tibet.

Buddy's Mom Dolbrooks Gretchen
Buddy’s Mom Dolbrooks Gretchen

There they call us a Dokhi Apso and we were breed by the Lamas in their temples. I know that the Lamas believe in reincarnation. Now I am not so sure but I know that all the Tibetan Terriers that live outside on my home country come from some dogs that were given as gifts for good luck over a hundred years ago. So I know Samwise because there is a little bit of him in me. I know Dad was heartbroken when Samwise left him so I was extra cute when I had my first puppy photo taken. I know Dad needed another best friend and we could all walk over the Rainbow Bridge  – Dad, Sammy, Annie, Bella, Mindy, LuLu, Max and Spot – one day together. Apparently Dad has a lot of best friends.

Buddy's first picture
Buddy’s first picture

My Mom and Dad live with a nice lady named Sue that lives a few hours away from my Dad. She lives on a ranch with a bunch of funny looking miniature horses and a whole bunch of other Tibetan Terriers and some other breeds. When Dad showed up on April 9th Sue brought me out with a couple of my brothers. I was shy but Dad seemed to already know me. Funny that.

My car ride home
My car ride home

We drove home after that. Dad told me that we live on something called ‘the beach’ and he hoped I loved it as much as he did. Dad bought a bed for me and I stayed in it some on the ride home – but mostly I liked to ride in my Dad’s lap.

He brought me home and we went inside our house. I had never been in something called a house before so I kind of sniffed around. Then Dad gave me some food and we went to bed to sleep. I slept on the ground next to his bed and I was a good boy. The next morning we went to see this thing called a beach. I was frightened and howled a bit but Dad held me tight and told me everything was alright.

I love to pull weeds and chew on 'em
I love to pull weeds and chew on ’em

A couple of days later Dad took me to see his friends at something called the Vet. A nice man touched me with some funny equipment and told Dad I was a healthy boy. Dad told me he was happy about that.

Hangin' in the garden!
Hangin’ in the garden!

So then we just started hanging out and doing stuff. Dad would take me to the beach almost everyday and it still frightened me some but after a while I got more used to it. I really liked going to some place called the back yard. Our house has a huge backyard and it’s full of stuff for me to explore.

My buddy Shiro!
My buddy Shiro!

A week after Dad brought me home we went to some friends of his and guess what! They had some animals called Chickens and Ducks and Cats! Wow! I wasn’t sure about them but when we went back the next week I started making friends with them – especially Shiro the cat.

Attack!
Attack!

We also got to meet a whole bunch of people and Dad’s friends house and then Dad’s family at his brother’s house. Dad says I am just like his other best friend Sammy becuase I just love meeting people. I am still kind of afraid of the big dogs I have met but I am always good and make sure they know they are bigger than I am and I won’t cause any problems.

Nap time with puppy
Nap time with puppy

Dad does something called telecommuting. I don’t really know what that is but he sits in front of these glowing things called computer screens and talks into a little box – something called a cell phone – most days. I like it cause he’s here and I sleep and play and sometime we go out to the backyard where Dad keeps saying stuff like ‘Do It Buddy’. I am not sure what that exactly means yet but it’s funny cause if I pee or poop Dad always gives me a treat. Sometimes he gives me a treat for no reason but he never gives me a treat if I pee or poop in the house.

I love the beach
I love the beach
My Dad calls me skinker!

Dad feeds me everyday in the morning, afternoon and the evening is something called a kennel. I don’t exactly know what that is but sometimes he shuts the door on it and leaves. I don’t like that much and I bark until my face and paws get wet. But he always comes home and holds me and we have fun again.

What's this?
What’s this?

The weirdest thing we do is something called ‘A Walk.’ He puts a funny long piece of rope called a leash on me and we go to the beach. I don’t like it very much – especially in the beginning. I like to fight my Dad by grabbing onto the leash and tugging. I love to do that kind of stuff with Dad.

I love goin' to the beach!
I love goin’ to the beach!

We go to that place he called the beach and I usually try to jump on him. I always bite on the leash and sometimes I bark and whine. But not so much as I used to. It’s all still a bit confusing to me. But when I walk nicely next to him he tells me I am a good boy. More recently I like to run around on the beach some and stick stuff in my mouth. Sometimes at the beach or it the backyard I go crazy and run around like I’ve lost my mind!

I love to get my mouth full of dirt!
I love to get my mouth full of dirt!

I really haven’t but I like to run and then do one of my favorite things – dig in the dirt! Boy do I ever like to do that! sometimes I get really dirty and Dad wipes me off with a towel. I always try and get the towel away from him and play with it.

I love to dig!
I love to dig!
Selfie!

Sometimes he takes me places in the car. The car is a thing that Dad drives on the road and I always still want to ride in his lap. Then he rolls down the window and I stick my head outside and sniff the wind. Dad tell me that his best friend Sam liked to ride in the car more than anything. I kind of think it’s pretty neat too.

Buddy-FlippedSo Dad tells me that I will soon be 3 months old. I don’t exactly know what that means cause I am still a puppy but I don’t quite feel so afraid of stuff anymore and I am starting do better on my walks – at least that’s what Dad tells me. I mostly like it when we play tug-of-war with one of my toys. I am still kind of bad about trying to bite him.

I love to get in trouble when no one's lookin!
I love to get in trouble when no one’s lookin!

Dad sometimes gets very stern and tells me No! I am trying hard to understand cause my teeth kind of bug me but I know Dad knows that I love him .

Big dog!
Big dog!

Dad says I am a good boy and I have a great personality. I don’t know exactly what that means, but I do like my Dad a lot and sometime lay in his lap and lick his face. Then I try to bite him!

Getting to be a big boy!
Getting to be a big boy!

He tries to be very patient with me but I know that sometimes I bug him too much. But that’s OK because I know I am now his best friend too. And that’s all I really need because I am a dog. Whatever that is!

Buddy at the Beach

April 2016

 

 

Songsten’s Loyal Companion Samwise

Samwise – my best friend

Songsten's Loyal Companion Samwise
Songsten’s Loyal Companion Samwise

January 11, 2004 – February 4, 2016

Sammy was a Dokhi Apso – commonly called Tibetan Terrier or Tsang Apso – who was the love of my life and my best friend. He came into this life in Fort Meyers Florida. Both his parents were champions of their breed and he showed every bit of his lineage. A ancient breed – they are known to be their own dog.

OK - what's next!
OK – what’s next!

On his first car ride on the way back to the airport we started to bond which would set the pattern for one of his favorite things to do – ride in the car!

Cape San Blass
Cape San Blas

Sammy often spent his vacations on the beach. One of the things he loved to do was find anything stinky to roll in. He wasn’t as fond of being hot so he regularly got haircuts to stay cool and comfy in the heat.

More food!
More food!

The breeder told me before I even picked him up that he was a ‘talker.’ Some Dokhi Apsos apparently were known to be very vocal and this was certainly true for Sammy – especially later in life.

Lounging with his bone
Lounging with his bone

Sammy just loved the bed and his bones. His core competency was sleeping and he did it every chance he got. He loved his bones – both to guard them from the other dogs and even chew them every once and a while.

What is this thing!
What is this thing!

He was a curious dog – always exploring the world around him. He wasn’t like other dogs as much as he wasn’t one to sit in your lap and lick your face – he was his own dog.

Contemplating the nature of the universe
Contemplating the nature of the universe

I was convinced from a very early age that he was a reincarnated buddhist monk from his homeland of Tibet. He would spend hours contemplating the nature of the universe and no one ever quite knew what he was thinking. His was an ancient breed and they primarily were temple dogs who spent their days with the monks.

Merry Christmas!
Merry Christmas!

While he did like to do some of the things that ‘normal’ dogs did he never had a keen interest in playing with toys, fetching the ball, etc. I always thought he never really saw the point in it but did it because the other dogs did.

Where's something to roll in!
Where’s something to roll in!

Generally he was very well behaved and never really got in much trouble or mischief. But he had many sides to him and always took advantage of the situation he was in. He truly lived for the moment.

Handsome boy!
Handsome boy!

He was such a handsome boy! People would often remark what a beautiful dog he was. As he got older they couldn’t believe he wasn’t younger. He was truly a specimen and represented the best of his breed being from a champion mother and father. The breeder told me that I should breed him – he was champion material.

Sammy just loved to watch George!
Sammy just loved to watch George!

He always brought joy to my heart – he could be a clown in his own little world. Never jealous or resentful because he got less attention sometimes because of the other dogs. He was very territorial though and disliked mean or overly agressive dogs. He always would take a stand.

Sammy at Indian Pass
Sammy at Indian Pass

But more than anything – he was everybody’s best friend. He would always greet everybody like they were special but never demanded much more than a butt-scratch. He would always walk between my legs and raise his rear feet when he got a good scratch! He didn’t demand much more but always loved to be with his peeps.

Sack time!
Sack time!

He never demanded much from me – other than riding in the car! He loved to take walks and while he liked the beach well enough he was never as fond of it as my other dogs. Like most dogs – he mostly liked to sniff and hopefully find a tasty treat (the grosser the better) or something to roll in. Boy did he like to roll in shit – the stinkier the better!

Take me for a ride!
Take me for a ride!

And did I mention how much he loved to ride in the car. Sure – most dogs do but for Sammy it became his obsession later in life. He loved both sniffing the air with his head out the window or lying next to me while I scratched him all over as we took our trips. He loved his scratches but was never demanding.

Eleventh birthday
Eleventh birthday

He was on this earth a wonderful 12 years and enjoyed ever moment being here. He always made me aspire to be the person he thought I was. He was always my dog from the beginning though and he ended up being the love of my life. Well – he never was really my dog – he was his own dog but I got the honor of sharing this lifetime with him. I treasure the moments we had together.

My best friend!
My best friend!

Sammy enjoyed every moment of his life. He lived in the moment and never had a mean bone in his body. Everybody that knew Sammy loved Sammy. He taught me so much I was always be grateful and humbled for my time with him. It was truly an honor to be part of his life here. I know that he will live on in my memories and somewhere out there he is on his next journey of wonder. I miss you terribly my friend – you really touched my soul.

The Rainbow Bridge

Riding the wind!
Riding the wind!

Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.

When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.

Samwise January 11, 2004 – February 4, 2016
Samwise January 11, 2004 – February 4, 2016

All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.

They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent. His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.

You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.

Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….

Paddling Indian Harbor Beach near the Eau Gallie Causeway

When I was young my Dad had a sailboat named Argo. He used to race on the weekends south of Cocoa Beach near the Eau Gallie and Melbourne Causeways. We would sail down on Friday afternoon and drop anchor near the Eau Gallie Yacht Club in the area near Sunset Harbor. We would sleep on the boat and race the next day. Often Dad would read us tales from greek mythology before going to bed. His favorite (and mine) was the tale of Jason and the Argonauts after which our boat was named. What wonderful memories of my Dad and my brothers! Just west of the harbor is what’s now called Dragon Point. The dragon – named Annie – wasn’t built until the early 1970s and has since collapsed. Rumor has it that the new owner of the property will rebuild the dragon.

Fifty plus years later I paddled the area in my kayak Serenity.

Early Morning Atlas V Launch

Pre-dawn launch of Atlas V carrying U.S. Navy advanced tactical communications satellite into orbit to join a growing network designed to aid U.S. military forces stationed around the world took place on September 2. The launch occurred about 1/2 hour before dawn. I was at Canova Beach at the end of the Eau Gallie Causeway where I often start my mornings watch the sunrise after swimming. The launch went off without a hitch and the one of the most spectacular visual events took place I have ever witnessed. As the rocket rose it came into the path of the morning sunrise. The vapor trail started to grow and had a sheen like sparkle to it. This (I believe) was the hot gases coming out of the rocket was a plasma where the electrons had been stripped of their atoms and were excited by the sunlight – exactly the same effect you see in atmospheric phenomenon like the northern lights. What an unexpected treat!

Summer break

It’s been awhile since I’ve posted. It has been a busy Summer and I am back home for a while which feels good.

Serenity

At the beginning of Summer I bought my first boat – a kayak that I have named Serenity.

My first boat!
Serenity – a 11 1/2 foot Ocean Kayak – my first boat!

I grew up here in Florida on boats that belonged to the family or my friends but I never truly had a boat that was mine. As a kid we would spend hours (seemed like days) in our boats exploring the waterways of the natural and man-made islands in the Indian River lagoon. As I got older I learned to waterski and spent many a morning before school skiing after my paper route.

So far I have been out a couple of times in my old home town of Cocoa Beach – in the places I used to spend days when I was a kid – in the ocean right up the road from me where I am now living, and a number of times in Panama City when visiting my family.

AA 80th Annual International Convention

Over the July 4th weekend I traveled back to Atlanta to attend the 80th International Convention of Alcoholics Anonymous.

The 80th International Convention of Alcoholics Anonymous was held in my old stomping ground of Atlanta this Summer.
The 80th International Convention of Alcoholics Anonymous was held in my old stomping ground of Atlanta this Summer.

I went and stayed with my friend Mike. The convention was attended by over 57,000 people from all over the world. I met many of my friends from Atlanta, here in Florida and others I have met along the way in my own journey of recovery. I also made many new friends from all over the world. Happy, joyous and free indeed!

Diving

I rekindled an early love of SCUBA diving and underwater photography this Summer. I learned to dive growing up here while attending Brevard Community College  (now called Eastern Florida State College) in 1974. I have done a lot of diving and have done it consistently since then although I tapered back over the past 15 years being distracted elsewhere.

Underwater Camera Upgrade

Eddie with Nikonos V amphibious camera
Eddie with Nikonos V amphibious camera

I bought (and still own) my first underwater camera while going to college in California. It is a Nikonos II which was one of the very early amphibious cameras made by Nikon. While living in Europe I upgraded to a Nikonos V which was with out a doubt the most popular underwater camera ever made. I sunk thousands into these rigs only to have them made obsolete with the coming of digital cameras.

Eddie with Nikonos V amphibious camera
Eddie with Nikonos V amphibious camera

In my humble opinion there is still no amphibious digital camera that lives up to the quality and versatility of the Nikonos series cameras and (most importantly) lenses. However, there are a lot of great housing that work with very good digital cameras. I am also glad I waited until the advent of the mirrorless digital camera systems which are substantially smaller and very high quality as compared to the very popular DSLR.

Olympus OM-D E-5 Camera with Sea & sea YS-D1 Strobe
Olympus OM-D E-5 Camera with Sea & sea YS-D1 Strobe

I had been looking at the Olympus OM-D series mirrorless cameras for a while now and when they upgraded the E-5 to the E-5 Mark II there were some great deals on the E-5 with the Olympus housing. At the same time I had to upgrade my underwater strobe to take advantage of the fiber optic based triggering so I purchased a Sea & Sea YS-D1 to replace my old Ikelight Ai-n strobe. It’s a fraction of the size of my old strobe, very easy to setup and works really well. I have made 6 dives with the rig so far and slowly getting the hang of shooting with it.

West Palm Beach – June

My first local dive trip after moving back to Florida. I went out with the dive charter ‘Narcosis’ out of Riviera Beach. It was also my first mixed air dive after getting certified in late May. Finally, it was also the first dive on my new camera rig. I didn’t quite have my camera settings right but I did manage to get some good shots. We dove in the morning on two spots – Breakers and Bath & Tennis. Both names are from landmarks on West Palm Beach where the dives are located. I missed the first reef since I was not paying attention messing around with the camera. I did come across a turtle on the first dive. the second dive was my best so far this Summer where there were ton’s of fish and pretty nice reefs.

Panama City Beach – August

I dove in Panama City while visiting my Mom for my birthday. I went out with Panama City Diving dive charter on the ‘Steel Slinger.’ I had dove Panama City in the 1990s and remembered it as a pretty bad couple of dive with almost no visibility. This experience was much better. We dove on two wrecks about 12 miles offshore – the Chippewa and a wreck on what’s knows as Mac’s Reef. Both were in about 100 feet of water. The visibility on the second dive was a bit better than the first – maybe 40 feet. There were huge schools of fish on both wrecks. On the second wreck I saw my first Goliath Grouper.

West Palm Beach – August

My last dive was back at West Palm Beach – this time with Paul Walker’s dive charter on the boat ‘The Wetter The Better.’ Unfortunately, there was an upwelling of cold water the day I dove which plummeted the water temperatures into the low 70s and reduced the visibility to between 10 to 20 feet. We dove on Shark Canyon for the first dive and the wreck Danny on the second. I missed the first reef (again) but managed to find a couple of good spots where there were fish and some other marine life. The second dive was a bust visibility wish but the wreck had maybe a half dozen Goliath Grouper living on it. I got some decent – and rather eerie – video of the grouper on the wreck.

Woodworking

I started back into my woodworking in the Spring and have completed a number of new projects. The first was a restart of a project I started some 3 or 4 years ago while still living in Atlanta. I was coming off a major project and had a lot of milled hardwoods of various types on hand. I glued up a bunch of them with the idea of building a large jewelry box as a gift. One thing led to another and the project got put on hold for a while. One of the glued up boards was even used as a cutting board for a period of time!

I restarted the project to make a nice big box for myself with lots of room for small personal items I have collected over the years in addition to the couple of pieces of jewelry I still own.  I wanted to use dovetail joints on the construction so to get started I out making a simple oak box using my dovetail jig for practice. I quickly realized that it was not going to work on the jewelry box so I starting constructing i t using standard reinforced mitred corners.

At the same time I was given a fabric painting of an African drummer by my nephew Carl who has been living in Ghana working with the peace Corps the past two years (he is coming home next month). I started making a frame for it and wanted to try my hand at some simply inlay work. I extended that to the oak box I was building to add an interesting detail to it’s design.

Finally, my old friend Rik Thwaties had long ago given me a slate carving with the word Valhalla on it. I used it when I build my house in Colorado in the 90s but kept it when I moved twenty years ago. I finally made a simple wooden mount for it. So all in all I was working on four projects are the same time. Here are some pictures:

Panama City

I made a couple of trips – one in July and one in August – to stay with Mom in Panama City. My brother Dave and his wife Lisa have been taking care of her for the past year and needed a break while they did some Summer traveling.

Brother Dave's house and boat from the water
Brother Dave’s house and boat from the water

My brother Dave lives on a bayou that leads to St Andrew Bay and the Gulf of Mexico. He has always been a boater and now owns a small motor boat. I took it out several times on both trips and explored the bay and even went into the Gulf once. It was especially nice taking it out early in the morning when the wind was still calm and getting up on a plane in the calm waters.

 

 

 

For the trip in august I took Serenity and launched it from Dave’s dock to explore the bayou. I managed to get out 10 times in the two weeks I was there! The highlight was getting close to a very large container ship that was leaving the dock from the cardboard plant across the bayou from Dave’s house.

My 60th Birthday

From my good friend Margaret on my birthday.
From my good friend Margaret on my birthday.
Eddie Nose
A picture of me a long time ago, far, far away when I was living in Germany.

Finally, I turned 60 in early August while visiting my Mom. I am happy to report that I survived the episode intact and am now no longer a middle-aged idiot but instead a supremely serene senior (well – on a good day). Thanks to all that wished me a happy birthday on Facebook or with your cards. Especially a couple of wonderful friends that posted these shots.

Kayaking the Thousand Islands

The Thousand Islands, other than being a salad dressing, are a group of natural and man-made islands west of Cocoa Beach in the Banana River. When I was growing up I used to spend hours exploring these islands in my boat and on land. Since my return last year, Sammy and I have made several kayak trips into the islands south of the golf course / high school complex with kayaks owned by my brother Rick and my friend Robin & Kathy Turner. I am now gearing up to buy my own (which first involves getting a roof rack for my car) so I can expand my exploration both in Cocoa Beach as well as the hundreds of miles of lagoons in my backyard.