Scaly Mountian North Carolina & The Appalachian Mountains
Jake and I spent a week at Dave & Lisa’s cabin at Scaly Mountain in North Carolina. At the end of the trip, we drove to see my grandparent’s old house in Gate City VA.
North Carolina Sunset
North Carolina Sunset from Dave's Back Porch
Downtown Highlands NC
Birthday Dinner with Laura Zweigbaum at Wollfie's in Highlands NC = best Wiener Schnitzel west of Vienna!
Glen Falls North Carolina
Glen Falls North Carolina near Highlands
Jake contemplates crossing the stream on our hike in North Carolina
Glen Falls North Carolina near Highlands
Jake hiking in North Carolina
Ranger Falls North Carolina north of Highlands
Water Fall Dog
Jake on Ranger Falls North Carolina hike
Appalachian Mountains somewhere in Tennessee
Jake & Eddie in the Appalachian Mountains in Tennessee
My grandparent's old home on Sue Street in Gate City VA. We used to visit every summer.
Gate City VA
Just down from my grandparent's house were the railroad tracks. I would put pennies on the track and them look for them the next day here.
Rest In Peace
My grandparent's graves in Weber City just south of Gate City. They retired to Gate City after my Grandfather's successful career as a mining engineer. He served in WWI in the Army Corps of Engineers. My grandmother taught schools in the mining camps they lived in while raising my father. Mom met Dad when my Uncle Ed (Mom's Brother-In-Law) invited Grand Dad and my Father to watch the World Series on their brand new television in the early 1950s. Grand Dad worked for my uncle Ed who ran different mines in West Virginia.
Highlights and impressions!
Best Weiner Schnitzel west of Vienna at Wolfgang’s in Highlands (I first ate here about 20 years ago – still a fixture in the Highlands).
Rain all day Monday – Laura brought it with her when she came 😉 charged the waterfalls and made for two great hikes to see them.
Jake loves to hike – does great on the trails!
Almost got lost on the trail on the way out on the second hike! Jake assured me everything would be just fine.
Asheville NC reminded me of a smaller version of Atlanta complete with bad traffic and a snarled up downtown. However – everyone I saw looked like an ad for REI! It does, however, boast to be the most friendly dog city in the South (or some such).
Beautiful drive to Gate City from the cabin. This must have been a similar route we traveled in the 60s but with no interstates. Gorgeous scenery!
Gate City and surrounding area seemed about the same as I remembered 50+ years ago except the cars were newer :-0
Hi – 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.
Not 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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
The light that burns twice as bright burns half as long –
and you have burned so very, very brightly, Buddy.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
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.