This is WAR!!



What?! What the Pug? Doesn’t the cheeken know dat dis is our house? Yeah, we live here not cheekens.  Who said it was okies for the cheeken to come into our yards and do chicken things on our grass?

Well, I sure as Shih Tzu didn’t!  I don’t know why Mom won’t let us out to chase it either.

Because the chicken isn’t bothering anybody?


It’s the principle of things, Pirate. This is OUR YARD and we must defend it!

You guys want me to see if I can talk to the chicken? Find out what it’s deal is?

We don’t negotiate with chicken invaders!  We need to formulate a battle plan!  TAKE NO EGG PRISONERS! 

What are you doing with that box and tug toy? Why do the little dogs have food bowls on their heads?  What is going on around here?!  Put that hammer down! Where did you find sand bags?!

THIS IS WAR! We must prepare.  Those are their helmets.  I’m building a cat-a-pult. We will launch a preemptive strike before the rest of the chicken army descends on our posistion.

Yeah, ok… I’m gonna go see if Ma will let me talk to the chicken. Wait. Did you say CATapult?  LEAVE THE CAT out of this!

*Editor’s Note: There really is a chicken. We have no idea where it came from.  It just randomly shows up in the back yard.




OH MAN! I’m so excited! I have to tell you all about the Barn Hunt trial today!  It was so exciting!  And I was awesome as usual!  First off, for those of you who don’t know what Barn Hunting is, it’s a dog sport and I’m super amazing at it.  It’s just so much fun and I was born to do it.  What ya got to do is find a RAT!  It’s a real live rat too.  Don’t worry, the ratties don’t get hurt.  So the rat is in a tube made out of pvc and then the humans hide the tube in a maze made out of hay bales.  There’s mountains of hay bales and a tunnel in the hay bales too.  Then your human takes you into the ring and holds you back until the judge says its ok to go and then whammo! It’s all up to you now.  You gotta run over those hay bales, and thru that tunnel, and most importantly you gotta sniff out those sneaky stinky rats and tell your momma where they are.  I do that part by trying to dig them up and barking at them.  Sometimes I get a little excited and bite at the tubes a little.  Then the humans take the rat away!  I don’t really think this part is fair, I mean, I found it fair and square but I guess it’s part of the game, so I have to live with it. 


This is me and mom in the start box.  I can smell those stinky rats already.


Let the hunt begin!


Gotta make sure you do your tunnel before time runs out or you won’t qualify. 


There was a rat in the top of this pile.  She thought she was gonna get away from me, but I found her.


Any rats up here?  They can be anywhere except in the tunnel and 3 feet from the starting box.

2017-02-19-13-12-322017-02-19-13-12-40This is an advanced course obviously.  I hunt at the Senior level.  The very first level is instinct, then novice, open, senior and master.  The instinct level you just have to find one rat.  You don’t even have to do a tunnel and the tubes are all out in the open for you.  Next is novice.  You still only have to find one rat, but now the tubes are hidden and you also have to do the tunnel and a climb, which just means you have to get all your feet on a hay bale. At Open level you have to tunnel and climb but now there’s TWO rats and one must be hidden up high.  For Novice and Open and Senior you have to have three qualifying runs to earn your title and move to the next level.  The humans call those Q’s. 


You gotta  make sure you check all the fluffy spots or you might miss a rat.


This is the rat wrangler taking MY rat away.  I gotta give her a little bit of a hard time but it’s ok, she’s my friend.

Mom says I shouldn’t do that, since it wastes time, but it’s kinda fun.


Thi is me and mom with my first place ribbon from a couple trials ago.


These are my ribbons from today.  I got first place and a Q and High in Trial.  High in Trial means I was the fastest of everybody at my level.  I’ve got TWO of these now.  Q’s are how you get your titles.  I only need one more for my senior title.  Then I can add RATS to the end of my name.


My brother Yip did barn hunt for awhile too before he got too old and Mom retired him.  Yippity has his instinct and novice titles. 

Here’s a picture of Yippity with his ribbons.


I’m kinda impressed he’s got a first place.  Dude’s slow as molasses. 

Pirate has some ribbons too.  He doesn’t exactly “hunt” for the rats.  He finds them but he’s sniffing them out so they can be rescued.  Isn’t that weird?  I have the most ribbons though.

So that’s all about barn hunting.  I can’t wait to go again.  Rrrrreadyyyy?  Find those rats!



Palentines Day

Oh man!  Today was the best day ever!  I got to spend Valentines Day with my bestest pal at his house!  We had a Palentine’s Day party!  And it was a surprises party too.  Flynn didn’t know I was coming over, our Moms set it up.

You didn’t know you were coming over either!  Your Grandpa dropped you off.

You should’ve seen the look on your face when Savannah let me in the house. PRICELESS.

Well I wasn’t expecting company, but I am always glad to play with a friend.

I’m sorry I chased Josie.  I didn’t mean to scare her.  I just was excited to say hi.

I keep telling her not to run.  If you run, we must chase, it’s just the way of the dog.


So true.  But enough about the cat! Let’s tell them about the rest of our Palentines day. We had an awesome time playing tug with your toys, and your hallway is perfect for chase games, but your backyard…it’s just…so cool!

It’s not really my backyard you know. 

I know, but it’s close enough to walk too.  And we got to walk down the road! Mom never lets us do that at our house, says its “too dangerious” Pffft. I laugh in the face of danger. AH HA HA HA!

Julianne’s right.  Your road has waaay more cars on it than mine. So you gonna tell ’em where we went or shall I?


I’ll do it!!  We walked down the road to this awesome place called Nathan Lester House.  It’s amazeballs.  I think it used to be a farm or something, but now its a museum and there’s hiking trails and that’s where we went.  We went on a two mile hike thru the snow!  I can’t believe you get to do that like every day.  You’re so lucky.  It was kinda hard to get thru all the snow though.

Only ’cause your short! 

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Can I tell them about the rest of Palentines Day after Mom and I picked you up from Flynn’s? 

Sure pal, go ahead.

But it’s my blog!  Ah, go ahead, if ya have to. 

Well, I’d be surprised if you can remember any of it.  You were sooo tired from that hike.

Was not.

You almost fell asleep in the middle of play group time!  Anyways, after we got Firefly at Flynn’s house, we had a Dog Scout Troop meeting to go to.  We learned about those good dog citizen tests you took at retreiver camp, Flynn.  I took one a really long time ago and passed it, but Ma says I should take it again before we take the harder ones.  Firefly and I are gonna work on that this summer.  We also had some surprise treats at the meeting because our mom was born on Palentines Day, so our friend Luna poodle’s mom baked her a birthday cake.  Mom even let us each have a nibble.  After the meeting and snack, we had a group play time.  Usually, Firefly is obnoxious and has to play with EVERYBODY, but this time she was so wiped from spending the day with you guys that she just layed down in the middle of the room.  The other dogs were all barking at her to play and nothing.  It was hilarious.  

Ok, so I was a little bit tired, but it was such a fun day.   I can’t wait for Palentines Day next year, I hope we get to do it again.




It snowed.


“Ahhhh, a fresh snowfall on an empty field.  So calm.  So pristine.   It just makes you want to contemplate new beginnings, starting fresh.  So perfect”

Let’s mess it up!

You betcha!



Not bad for a start! I think it needs a digging spot over there though.


Maybe some more swirls?


“That looks pretty good!  Let’s drag our cool tug ball around some to add depth.”


We messed it up good, didn’t we Flynn?

“Yeah we did”.

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It’s beautiful.


I’m a genius.

I totally invented the bestest game ever today while we were at the field! We were playing fetch and Savannah was throwing the ball for me ’cause I’m a better retriever than Flynn ’cause he’s broken or something.


Well anyway, we was playing fetch and Savannah put the Chuck-it thrower down and Flynn picked it up and started running around with it. So I had an amazing idea and grabbed the end by the ball and started pulling and PRESTO! new game – Tug of Chuck-it!

It was great.  We tugged and tugged and then we both were running around the field holding the chucker and Savannah was chasing us.  I totally won though. High Score.







It’s my Burp Day!


“That’s gross.  You’re a girl.  Why did you do that?”

Because it’s my burp day.  I heard Mom say so.

“You’re such a dork.  Firefly, it’s your BIRTHDAY, not burp day.  Remember, I had mine last month.  We’re three years old now.”

Oh, that makes more sense!  Hey Flynn! Guess what?! Today’s my birthday!


Mom got me a new necklace for my birthday and your mom said she was gonna get me some special birthday cookies that I could share with you.  And you just know they’re gonna take us to the field, it just wouldn’t be an awesome birthday without getting to run and run and run and run.

“She got you a new leash and collar, not a necklace.  And yes, I heard your mom say we were going to get to run.”

It goes around my neck doesn’t it?  Therefore, necklace.  And it’s special, got my name on it and everything.  Mom even had the lady match the writing from that t.v. show my Mom says I’m kinda named after.

“I thought you were named for a bug?”

That too.  I’m named Firefly because I’m bright and shiny and flit from place to place, because the last fox terrier Ma had was called Cricket, and because there’s a show about space cowboys that Mom says I have bits and pieces of in me.  I think my name is the bestest.

“It definitely fits you.”

C’mon, we gots birthday stuff to do! *BURP* S’cuse me.

“Happy Birthday Firefly. Goofball.”

“I can’t believe you broke your hat.”

“I CAN’T believe you actually wore it willingly.”


Happy Golden Day!


HEY FLYNN! GUESS WHAT? It’s National Golden Retriever Day!  Did you know you got your own day?  It’s totally one of the best days ever.  I love Goldens, don’t you?  Well I mean of course you do, you are one after all.  Hey, remember that time your Mom took you to retriever camp?  And I was gonna dress up as a golden puppy and hide in your suitcase?  I don’t know why the humans didn’t think that would have been a good idea.  THERE WOULD HAVE BEEN SO MANY GOLDENS TO PLAY WITH!!

“It was called Goldstock, not retriever camp.  It was really fun!  There were a lot of goldens to play with, and there was a big lake with a dock to jump off of and my mom and I took a test that showed that I was a good citizen and…”


“Yes I did. Don’t interrupt.”

I still think I should have gone with you.

“But you aren’t a golden retriever.”

So?  I love goldens.  They run and play and bark and swim and retrieve.  Well, most of them do.  Your Mom says I retrieve better than you do. Are you broken?

“I choose to ignore that question.”

Do you remember the time we went swimming and those two goldens and their people joined us?  We had fun with them, didn’t we? That was really cool that we got to meet them.  I love playing with goldens.  But you know what Flynn?


You’re my favorite. Happy Golden Day!



Hi! *boing* Hi! *boing* Hi! *boing* HI, I’m Firefly! *boing*

“Would you stand still for two seconds?”

But I’m excited to meet everybody!

“You’re excited about everything”

That’s true. I love things! ALL THE THINGS!! Squirrels, and food, and swimming, and tuggy, and balls, and…

“This is what I meant. Sit! Stay! For two minutes. I’ll do the introductions”. 

“Welcome friend.  My name is Flynn, and my bouncy little spaz of a friend over there is Firefly.  We started this blog with the help of our humans to tell you about our adventures.  Oh, how we love to adventure!”

ARE YOU DONE YET?! I want to tell them a story!

“Chill. I need to tell them a little about us first and then you can tell them all the stories you want.”


“As I was saying. My name is Flynn.  I am a 3 year old Golden Retriever. My human is Savannah.  She takes all the awesome pictures you’ll see on here.  The impatient ball of fur over there is Firefly.  She’s a 3 year old Smooth Fox Terrier. I’m the older of the two of us. Only by three weeks! – You’re not helping your cause Fly. Firefly’s human is Julianne.  She’s the one who runs the blog.  Some other things you need to know about us?  I’m an only dog.  I do live with a kitty cat named Josie.  Firefly has lots of brothers and sisters.  Sometimes they’ll come on our adventures too. She also has a kitty at her house. Our humans work together at a doggy day care and training center.  They’re also very good friends, just like me and Firefly.  They’re also very different from each other just like me and Firefly. Firefly and I and Firefly’s siblings all belong to Dog Scouts.  Sometimes other dogs from our troop come on our adventures. You can learn more about all of us on the About page.  If I don’t let the terrier talk soon she might explode.”

FINALLY!  That’s boring stuff.  I wanna get to the adventures!  As I was saying before Mr. Serious interrupted me, I’m Firefly and this is my adventure blog!  My human said that I could come on here and tell everybody about all the totally cool and awesome stuff that I get to do with my best bud Flynn and my brothers and sisters.  Flynn said he’d help me out because I have a tendency to exaggerate, whatever that means.  Mom says it means I have a good imagination. I say it means I tell awesome stories! SO, I hope you’ll stick around and be our new friend and let me tell you awesome stories! Wanna play fetch?