Christmas 2016

Christmas 2016

Panama City Florida

Steven Wilson

Plaza Live – Orlando – November 2016

Jake Fall 2016

He’s a fine young fellow! A handsome young lad!

Jake 5 Months

Sweet Boy JacobHi – my name is Jacob but you can call me Jake! Dad told me I am 5 months old today. I was born on April 15, 2016 and for the first 4 1/2 months of my life I lived on a ranch in Florida. My Mom’s name is Ruby and my Dad’s name is Tried and True. What a weird name – but Dad told me that’s becuase my Dad is a tri-colored Tibetan Terrier which is pretty cool.Sweet Boy Jacob

Sweet Boy JacobNot me!  I am mostly black except for what my Dad calls my t-shirt, sneakers, Michael Jackson Glove and a dashing white cape. What in the world is a Michael Jackson glove? Very curious.

When I lived on the ranch I was with other dogs and these funny looking miniature horses. I lived outside and had lots to explore and other dogs to play with. When Dad brought me home I was like ‘Whoa – what in the world just happened!’ But it’s cool now because I really like living with Dad in our little house on the beach.Sweet Boy Jacob

I’m still sort of getting used to my new life. Mostly I just hang with Dad. We take two long walks everyday and I get to go to the beach and that’s pretty cool. I love Dad rubbing on me and playing on the floor in the living room with my toys. There is some stuff I don’t like – loud noises and car rides top the list. But no matter what Dad is always there and is very patient while I grow up.Sweet Boy Jacob

Dad says I am his new best friend. I like the sound of that! He told me that he has had a lot of best friends and of all of them I am most like Sammy. The big difference is that Sammy used to love riding in the car. I am getting a little more used to it – we’ll see.

Sweet Boy Jacob

So I am still trying to figure all of this out but mostly I really like living with Dad in our little house on the beach. I got this huge backyard to explore and Dad’s always there with me. Life is great!

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
12 weeks

Jacob was born on April 15, 2016 at Dolbrooks Tibetan Terriers near Lake City in Florida. His parents are Dolbrooks Tried and True (Sire) and Dolbrooks Ruby Begonia of Jetsan (Dam).  He was 19 weeks old when I met him and brought him back to his forever home.

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
Not a happy camper

When I met him he seemed to be very happy, a bit shy, and got along great with the other dogs that were there. He was raised outside and had never been indoors.  He did not like the car ride home, eventually he climbed into the back of the car and hid until we got home.

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
A fine young lad!

He was very disoriented and frightened when we got home but soon became more comfortable with what was going on. He took to the lead right away and now loves his walks. The breeder told me he liked the water and he took to the beach right away following me into the surf on his first visit.

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
Exploring the backyard

It didn’t take me long to come up with his registered name – Sweet Boy Jacob. He loves to be held and petted, is very calm and will lay in my lap or next to me for rubs for hours. He’s still pretty shy around other people but getting more confident every day. We did our first trip to the hardware story yesterday and he did great! He sticks close by but also spends time by himself while Dad is working.

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
Hey – what you lookin at?

I was was a bit apprehensive about getting Jacob after Buddy passed but any concern melted quickly away after this sweet little boy stole my heart. I am truly blessed to have such a happy, gentle and loving new best friend. I see more of Sammy in Jacob but as he’s become more comfortable in his new environment I can also see some of Buddy in him too. He’s definitely got a rascally side to him!

Dolbrooks Sweet Boy Jacob
I love the beach!

I am so happy to have a new best friend!

Dolbrooks Best Friend Buddy

The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long –

and you have burned so very, very brightly, Buddy.

 

I just love this place
I just love this place

Hi everybody, my name is Buddy and I died on July 16. Apparently there was something wrong with my heart even though I never knew anything. My Dad told me a couple of days before that I was 5 months old now and a fine young fellow. I was just a puppy so I was not sure exactly what that meant but I know that my Dad must be very sad right now. I never really knew what sad was because the time I spent with my Dad was awesome.

Hey do I look good with my sand makeup?
Hey do I look good with my sand makeup?

So I am here now to tell Dad that everything is OK. You were a good Dad and my whole life revolved around you. You always took time to play with me and I know you always tried to be patient with me.

Boy do I like to get dirty!
Boy do I like to get dirty!

I learned to love our walks, time at the beach and the time at the dog park where I was making new friends. I loved it when you put me on your belly in the bed and rubbed me all over. I loved it when you put the welding glove on and let me fight with you.

Yep - completely lost my mind!
Yep – completely lost my mind!

I loved it when I got to run around like I had lost my mind in the backyard and came into the house with dirt head to toe. I loved that you took me to see your friends like Rick & Myhra and Robin & Kathy and their kitties, chickens and ducks.  I loved it when you took me for car rides, held me in your lap, let me sniff the wind and throw my head back for kisses.

Leaping lizards Larry!
Leaping lizards Larry!

I loved it that whenever you filled up your cup with ice you gave me a piece and I kicked it around the house. I loved it when you gave me treats. I loved it when you let me in the closet and I could drag out all of your shoes.

What do you mean I have to stay off the dunes!
What do you mean I have to stay off the dunes!

I know I was maybe a bad boy when I knocked the bowl of Spaghetti over a couple of weeks ago and you were mad – but you played with me after a couple of minutes and I knew everything was going to be OK. We had such good times together and I miss you.

I know he's here somewhere!
I know he’s here somewhere!

Dad – I know you feel lost right now and I wish I was still there to let you hold me in your lap and brush me, lick your face and try and bite you when you weren’t looking. But I am not and that’s OK. Everything is exactly the way it supposed to be because otherwise it would be different. You didn’t do anything wrong.

Nope - just some stinky seaweed
Nope – just some stinky seaweed

I remember just a couple of weeks ago I was running around like a crazed monkey in the backyard – you were standing on the deck and you were smiling. But this is what you didn’t know – because I am a puppy and we have some special powers – I could sometime read your mind.

Our morning walk to the beach!
Our morning walk to the beach!

I know that day you were thinking how how much fun it was to see me so happy and that you hoped you would never take it for granted. Don’t worry – you won’t.

May it ever shine so bright!
May it ever shine so bright!

So I am now at the Rainbow bridge and the first dogs to meet me were Sammy, Annie, Max, LuLu and Spot. So we are now hanging out together and it’s really cool here. Lots of place to run around and play with the other puppies. There are beaches and big ass piles of dirt for me to dig it. I am OK and can’t wait to see you again. And it’s OK that you find another best friend.

 

Dancing the light fandango!
Dancing the light fandango!

Rest in peace my precious little boy. Our time together was brief and filled with the Puppy Dog Light. I’ll never forget the time we spent together and how very much you taught me to live in gratitude for each precious moment we have.

 

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