Farley’s Friday: Puppy Days

Farley here,

Sometimes Kristina likes to look at pictures of me when I was a puppy. Check out the “stick” I’m playing with.

Kristina threw it and said, “Fetch.”

I trotted after it, lay down, and chewed it. Like I’d pick something up and bring it back to her. No matter how hard she tried, I wouldn’t return with the stick. Finally I told her, ” It’s a twig not a stick.”

She laughed. “Come on, Farley. You can do it.”

Of course I could. But would I chose to? That’s the important question.

Farley Puppy

I think I was pretty cute and wagged my tail at her. No fetching a twig for me. And just so you know, to this day, I’ve never fetched a stick.

Woof Woof


Farley’s Friday: Early Morning Beach Run

Farley here,

Did you know older dogs sometimes don’t like to play with puppies? I don’t understand that.

Check out this puppy I met at the beach. The thing you have to understand about puppies is they jump on you, bite you, paw at you and chase you.


Their sharp teeth can sting a little, but there’s not much power in the bite. That’s the down side. The fun comes with the excitement a puppy exudes when playing. I can’t resist.

The humans standing around always praise me and comment on how patient I am. I love the praise, so a nip here and there are worth it.

Bring on the puppies!

Woof Woof