Just hanging out with the icebergs

Chompsky’s progression into a snow monster as he wrestles.  ALSO FEATURED: his adorable “Chompsky” bandana!! :o

Chompsky is happy to watch me shovel the snow

Playing at the dog park

ryannorth:

My parents are from the Maritimes, and one snack my dad would always get when visiting my grandparents when I was a kid was dulse.  He’d buy it and snack on it on the all-day drive home and the whole car would smell like dulse cooking in the warm car.

What is dulse?  SEAWEED.  Packaged and dried raw seaweed.  Mmmmm, right??

Anyway I happened to find some in Toronto which is NUTS because I’d never seen it outside the Maritimes.  I surprised my dad with it when he visited the next day, but what surprised us both is that Chompsky LOVED IT.  He’d do tricks for it, he even stole the bag off the table and tried to run away with it (bad Chompsky, but also, adorable Chompsky).

I figure he loves it because dulse smells and tastes like a beach at low tide, and what is more appealing than that to a dog?  Or also my dad??

ADDENDUM: I tried some dulse as an adult and it wasn’t so bad?  Salty and pleasantly chewy.  ENJOYMENT LEVEL: I wouldn’t buy it for myself but I would help myself to some at a party, THE END.

(Reblogged from ryannorth)

A visit to Dad means a visit to Dad Adding Filters To Every Photo Of The Dog

The second frame where he looks like a furry dog bullet is my favourite

The second frame where he looks like a furry dog bullet is my favourite

Chompsky experienced the deepest snow of his life today (up to his head and higher in some places!) and kinda loved it!  Once he realized he could hop his way through, that is.

ryannorth:

Fresh snow clumps onto Chompsky’s fur causing what we call his “ice armour”.  He doesn’t mind it, but it means we have to hang out with him in the entryway for half an hour after we come in as we all wait for him to thaw!

(Reblogged from ryannorth)

Last weekend we built a snowman for Chompsky in the dog park, and it went about as well as you’d expect