Attention...few followers...
This is Duke's agent and we want to inform you that Duke will be collaborating with a new blog and podcast in the coming months. No worries, Duke will return to his blogging duties here in due time, but for now the ability to set up a new story for his inevitable novel is priceless. You can still follow Sir Dukes twitter @ The_Sir_Duke and look for him to join the J and Asian Bob Blog/Podcast in the next couple weeks. Thank you avid...few...Duke will return.
Richard Barkelany
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Saturday, August 7, 2010
The Inner World of Dog
A question I persistently receive is..."Duke, what do others dogs think about on a daily basis?..."
Well, I'll have you know that we, as a species are quite intelligent and ponder frequently on a multitude of things. One item I can speak of is, after great study of the hairless kind, you as a group at large should heed advice from your four legged companions.
I presume that on common terms, we explore the vast world as expeditiously as possible. We do not simply stare out a window in hopes of something to barbarically bark at, rather we fall into a wonderful world of imagination. "Dogs don't have imagination" you say? Well my hairless friend resembling a Cro-Magnon man, you are quite wrong, quite wrong indeed. Window visits are a time for us to manifest our intricate journeys through the world made specifically for us. In a world so grand, do you really think a hairless could be conscious of it's splendor? Man for instance, sadly presumes that he made the car for himself. Then why is it that the Dog enjoys every experience behind the glass and steel world of an automobile, from the rush of speed hanging our heads out the window or the blur of enticing sights burning past our capacious vision? In a world that humans produce a facade that they are the all knowing creatures, we Dogs quietly proceed with our roles as Gods true masterpiece. Without the ability to be "blinded" by our own sight, we hear and smell the world out as it was meant to be. We plunge into the depths of the Earth itself, a vivid urban, rural and natural painting crafted by the Dog himself. We march across the world as the lone Journeymen, in search of the essence that is our species and to say "I've sniffed (insert name here)'s backside" or "This sun spot on one's carpet is blessed by Horus himself!" It's truly direct you see, we Dogs allow humans to toil in the trivial nonsense and bicker among one another on ridiculous things such as parking spots and coat color. Take a piece of advice from your own kind O' Hairless ones...
"The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's."
~Mark Twain
I know that I have individually affected the life of my hairless mother in ways most humans cannot begin to fathom. Her heart has been warmed by the affections and humorous demeanor that I present on a whim. I would like to suggest that if all humans took the time to remember that we are placed here as Guardians of Live, Love and all that is Good, they might enjoy our permeating presence.
On a final thought, we live not merely to serve humans as robotic happy toys, rather we build a world that will induce the most captivating smile, leading to the inevitable and cliche statement...Man's Best and Only True Friend....
Well, I'll have you know that we, as a species are quite intelligent and ponder frequently on a multitude of things. One item I can speak of is, after great study of the hairless kind, you as a group at large should heed advice from your four legged companions.
I presume that on common terms, we explore the vast world as expeditiously as possible. We do not simply stare out a window in hopes of something to barbarically bark at, rather we fall into a wonderful world of imagination. "Dogs don't have imagination" you say? Well my hairless friend resembling a Cro-Magnon man, you are quite wrong, quite wrong indeed. Window visits are a time for us to manifest our intricate journeys through the world made specifically for us. In a world so grand, do you really think a hairless could be conscious of it's splendor? Man for instance, sadly presumes that he made the car for himself. Then why is it that the Dog enjoys every experience behind the glass and steel world of an automobile, from the rush of speed hanging our heads out the window or the blur of enticing sights burning past our capacious vision? In a world that humans produce a facade that they are the all knowing creatures, we Dogs quietly proceed with our roles as Gods true masterpiece. Without the ability to be "blinded" by our own sight, we hear and smell the world out as it was meant to be. We plunge into the depths of the Earth itself, a vivid urban, rural and natural painting crafted by the Dog himself. We march across the world as the lone Journeymen, in search of the essence that is our species and to say "I've sniffed (insert name here)'s backside" or "This sun spot on one's carpet is blessed by Horus himself!" It's truly direct you see, we Dogs allow humans to toil in the trivial nonsense and bicker among one another on ridiculous things such as parking spots and coat color. Take a piece of advice from your own kind O' Hairless ones...
"The dog is a gentleman; I hope to go to his heaven, not man's."
~Mark Twain
I know that I have individually affected the life of my hairless mother in ways most humans cannot begin to fathom. Her heart has been warmed by the affections and humorous demeanor that I present on a whim. I would like to suggest that if all humans took the time to remember that we are placed here as Guardians of Live, Love and all that is Good, they might enjoy our permeating presence.
On a final thought, we live not merely to serve humans as robotic happy toys, rather we build a world that will induce the most captivating smile, leading to the inevitable and cliche statement...Man's Best and Only True Friend....
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
The Return
I'm classy man... er dog...I enjoy the quiet nights with a bowl of cold water and a nice premium peanut butter flavored rawhide, like any exquisite canine as myself would. A taste of Louis Primas "Pennies from Heaven" ringing through the house induces back scratching sessions that come off as jive'n.
I'd like to let you know, after a hiatus due to traveling the known world in search of all that is dog, I have returned faithful followers!... to indulge you with specks of my knowledge and handsome dashing looks. For those who are new to my exuberant highly regarded banter for life, I am Sir Harry "Duke" Winston. I'm currently in the humble abode of two hairless, who shower me with love and high pitched baby talk. I am a world traveler, marking my posts along the walking paths of such cosmos. With that I will get down to business of why I returned...
I am here to leave those of you with essential understanding of how a heroic canine perceives the world with such ideas of why we must lick our loins, speak unto objects that are not animate, endlessly wait for our hairless to return home and provide musing kisses to small babes. For the remainder of the year when I am not traveling, I will drop dimes of cognitive insight to you peons. Do not be surprised if I speak the tongue of the locals of where I am writing you from. Expect grand themes and witty remarks about figures such as the presidents dog, Oprah's wrinkles and how Lady Gaga is the most endangered species from the Galapagos.
With that, I bid you adieu
Sir Harry "Duke" Winston
Post Script...The photograph of myself is from the wild African plains chasing the fabled Le Tenius Ballod
Saturday, January 2, 2010
Holidays coming to an end.
So its been a while. Been pretty busy marking locations among the nation and finding new places to take a quick nap.
The Holidays have been pretty good to me. I was able to mooch countless amounts of food from the hairless parents and their easily suckered counterparts. I recieved a odd piece of cloth called a "Snuggie"...needless to say I was unable to move after the warmth wrapped across my body like a glove....that or I was just too lazy to move. Probably the latter.
Watched some TV. Exciting huh? I mean it is for a individual such as myself...since I can only see certain colors.
Probably the most enjoyable part of the Holidays was the walk I was able to go on this morning. The hairless parents haven't taken me in a while and it was total "fail" or whatever you call it. It was a brisk and crisp morning, allowing me to maintain my dominance and mark land in the name of Sir Duke. I lost some weight in front of this ladies house...don't think she was too happy, but it's just fertilizer.
So now I'm finding an excuse to climb back into bed, that is until J decides to start the orange heat in that black round thing. I love the smell that emits from that spherical hot pit and I do everything I can to give him a wink and the "dog eye" to obtain priceless morsels of utter goodness.
So I bid you farewell for the time being. Since life is going back to normal for myself (sleeping, eating, sleeping, practicing my "cute face", eating, reading the news, catching up on my games of handball)I should be making posts on a more frequent basis. Thanks again for reading the life adventures of a Knightly canine, more too come soon.
~Duke
The Holidays have been pretty good to me. I was able to mooch countless amounts of food from the hairless parents and their easily suckered counterparts. I recieved a odd piece of cloth called a "Snuggie"...needless to say I was unable to move after the warmth wrapped across my body like a glove....that or I was just too lazy to move. Probably the latter.
Watched some TV. Exciting huh? I mean it is for a individual such as myself...since I can only see certain colors.
Probably the most enjoyable part of the Holidays was the walk I was able to go on this morning. The hairless parents haven't taken me in a while and it was total "fail" or whatever you call it. It was a brisk and crisp morning, allowing me to maintain my dominance and mark land in the name of Sir Duke. I lost some weight in front of this ladies house...don't think she was too happy, but it's just fertilizer.
So now I'm finding an excuse to climb back into bed, that is until J decides to start the orange heat in that black round thing. I love the smell that emits from that spherical hot pit and I do everything I can to give him a wink and the "dog eye" to obtain priceless morsels of utter goodness.
So I bid you farewell for the time being. Since life is going back to normal for myself (sleeping, eating, sleeping, practicing my "cute face", eating, reading the news, catching up on my games of handball)I should be making posts on a more frequent basis. Thanks again for reading the life adventures of a Knightly canine, more too come soon.
~Duke
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
The First
I sit here thinking, "Why am I laying on my humans rump?". It's Rhetorical of course, I mean who is going to answer that inside of a dogs head? No one....or at least I hope.
Anyways, these are the thoughts, passions, memoirs and adventures of a dashing and quite handsome four legged phenom know as the knightly one himself, Sir Harry "Duke" Winston, but as my rabid fan base would say, "Just call me Duke".
I didn't pick this name, my humans picked it for me. I mean as extravagant and bold of a name as Duke is, it's almost brutish and....brainless. It's not as if I am some Pomeranian running into fences now is it? No, no it's not...
quick introduction to my humans:
J, he's my main man. Some friendly bouts of wrestling (which I ALWAYS win of course) and backyard games of catch supplement most of our life. Also that of watching him yell at the picture box when the other humans are playing catch and bullying one another around for that beautiful ball. We play staring games often, more or less just to pass the time and I wonder to this day if the human brain is really more powerful than that of the canine....doubt it....
C, she's my hairless mother. Like J, she talks to me in this stupid voice like I am some hairless baby. I mean come on, I'm freaking three years old! They seem to like it when I jump around and act like a "Dopey Puppy", if they only knew the joke was on them haha. She's a good human, takes care of me and keeps me warm in bed, that is until I push her out of it :) ...
Again, you may be wondering why an animal without an opposable thumb is typing this all out. Don't worry about it, I mean am I sticking my nose in your butt to see where you have been? No, I'm not...
Well, that's it for my first post, I'm Duke, thats my picture up in the corner and I'm off to spread eagle on my back next to the fire, like any civilizied, intelligent being would....
Anyways, these are the thoughts, passions, memoirs and adventures of a dashing and quite handsome four legged phenom know as the knightly one himself, Sir Harry "Duke" Winston, but as my rabid fan base would say, "Just call me Duke".
I didn't pick this name, my humans picked it for me. I mean as extravagant and bold of a name as Duke is, it's almost brutish and....brainless. It's not as if I am some Pomeranian running into fences now is it? No, no it's not...
quick introduction to my humans:
J, he's my main man. Some friendly bouts of wrestling (which I ALWAYS win of course) and backyard games of catch supplement most of our life. Also that of watching him yell at the picture box when the other humans are playing catch and bullying one another around for that beautiful ball. We play staring games often, more or less just to pass the time and I wonder to this day if the human brain is really more powerful than that of the canine....doubt it....
C, she's my hairless mother. Like J, she talks to me in this stupid voice like I am some hairless baby. I mean come on, I'm freaking three years old! They seem to like it when I jump around and act like a "Dopey Puppy", if they only knew the joke was on them haha. She's a good human, takes care of me and keeps me warm in bed, that is until I push her out of it :) ...
Again, you may be wondering why an animal without an opposable thumb is typing this all out. Don't worry about it, I mean am I sticking my nose in your butt to see where you have been? No, I'm not...
Well, that's it for my first post, I'm Duke, thats my picture up in the corner and I'm off to spread eagle on my back next to the fire, like any civilizied, intelligent being would....
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