Posts Tagged ‘Brody’

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New stuff.

January 4, 2010

I have just opened up a new blog… actually it’s all my “JogBlog” posts, imported into one place together, so that I can keep a blog that is dedicated to my jogging endeavors. Please check it out at “Cow To 5K.” There is a new post from today’s workout at the top! Eventually I’ll probably delete the JogBlog posts from this site, to clean things up a bit.

I did my best to explain these exciting changes to Brody, but this was the only reaction I got from him:

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Good morning… time for bed.

November 24, 2009

Whenever he isn’t running willy-nilly on the trails at the park, Brody realllllly likes to lie around and sleep, especially on anything soft. He spends most of his day lying on an old dog bed in the corner of my office. Here he is just getting settled in after a long tiring morning of getting up out of his “real” bed up in our room, going outside to do his business, and having breakfast. Yep, that’s enough to wear anyone out, don’t you think? I’m looking at him now as I type this and his eyes are drooping already.

He turned two years old a little over a week ago. For his birthday I got him… you guessed it… a new bed.

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“Time Will Tell” Overture

August 26, 2009

School started in Fayette County about two weeks ago. Whee!

A day or two into the new session, Aaron (almost 11) came home excited about playing in the band at school. He played violin last year in the 4th grade orchestra, and seemed to do okay with it, but I think he was in it more because some of his friends were playing than anything else. Let’s just say that no tears were shed on the day that we took that rental violin back to the music store.

Well, this year the school is offering band in addition to orchestra. So Aaron came home one day thrilled that he was going to play trumpet. Yes, he was convinced that he wanted to play trumpet. I am pretty sure that, once again, a great deal of this decision is based on a couple of his friends who are also going to be playing in the band. I read through the paperwork about band practices and what the students will need to do in order to participate, and Glenn and I agreed to encourage him to try.

A few days later, Aaron came home excited again, because that day at school they had all had the opportunity to try out some different band instruments to see which one they were most interested in playing and/or see which one the band instructor recommended for each student.

Aaron told us he was going to play trombone.

This dismayed Glenn a little bit (Glenn played some trumpet when he was younger).

We asked Aaron why the switch to trombone, and he said that he “didn’t have trumpet lips” and that the trombone would work better for him. I have a feeling there might have been a little more to the story than that, but… whatever.

Every day since then, Aaron has come home asking if we can “go get his trombone now.”  When will we get the trombone? Can we go get the trombone? How about that trombone?

We still haven’t figured out exactly where we might end up renting a trombone from, but today we were able to go to a friend’s house and borrow a trombone, at least for a little while. And how lucky are we? Because how many people do you know who have extra trombones laying around?

So the trombone came home, and Aaron immediately got it out of its case and started  to assemble it. I came up from my office and walked through the living room on the way to the kitchen, and Aaron said “it’s going to get loud in here!”

Oh, dear.

A few minutes later, Glenn and I were standing in the living room watching Aaron put the trombone together. We were there in our living room, just the three of us and our dog. Our wonderful, energetic, young, high-strung dog, Brody. You know, Brody? The dog who was just lying on the floor of the living room minding his own business? Yeah, that dog.

So we were all there when Aaron put the instrument up to his lips and suddenly… I don’t know how to spell trombone sounds. How about…

PAAAARRRRRP!

Close enough, I guess.

And immediately upon hearing this strange new un-spellable sound burst forth from the midst of our living room… our poor, unsuspecting dog FREAKED OUT.

So the next 10 minutes went something like this:

Aaron: PAAARP!

Brody: BARK! (sits. lies down. stands. spins.) BARK!!

Aaron: PAAARP! PAAARP!!

Brody: BARK! (sits. stands. stand on hind legs. attempts to eat trombone) BARKBARKBARK!

Aaron: DA DA DA DA DA DA DA DAAAAAAAAA (Now playing the trombone like a kazoo. I didn’t know this could be done. Did you?)

Brody: BARKBARKBARK!  (sit. stand.) BARK!      (lie down. stand. chase tail.) BARK BARK!!   bark.

And so it went.

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And if we had any doubts after this impromptu performance, of how this school year is going to go? It was all summed up by Aaron himself, in a voice simultaneously tinged with thrill and awe, as he put the trombone back in its case and said:

“I’m not going to be good at this for a long time!”

5th grade, here we come.

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The Paws That Refreshes.

June 8, 2009

Brody loves it when we turn on the hose. I mean he really, really loves it.

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[click for a larger view, it’s worth it]

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Thursday Snapshot: A little groggy.

March 12, 2009

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Brody just got up from being asleep under my desk, where he spends a good chunk of his days.

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Thursday Snapshot: Brody Says “Hi.”

January 22, 2009

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Brody really wanted to say hello to everyone today. That’s why his mouth is funny looking. He is trying to speak to you, but all that comes out is “woooooooohhhhrrrrrrrr… rrrrrrroooooooooohhhhhhhhrrrr.”

This frustrates him.

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Go, Dog, Go!

September 6, 2008

We took Brody to our favorite local park this evening so he could get in a good run. It’s a secluded spot with a maze of mowed paths running through tall grass and weeds, with woods nearby and no animal control officers in sight. 🙂  None of these photos are terribly crisp because of low light, rapidly moving dog, and limited photography skills on my part. But, I enjoyed this series enough to tweak the photos a little in Photoshop and put them together. Brody likes to run, and you can guage his level of joy by how far his tongue hangs out! Click to enjoy a little bit larger view.