tucker bear

sometimes, the baron sings a song to tucker that goes a little something like this:

tucker bear
tucker bear
does whatever a tucker bear does
see him run
like he can
he is just
a big white dog

this is, of course, sung to the tune of the 'spiderman' theme song.
the ramones version.

tilting, tilting

this is a lithograph that hangs on the wall of the baron's dining room. the husband found it at a thrift store, in a broken frame that hardly detracted from the beauty of the print. it's by a spanish artist called augustin ubeda, and - though it doesn't explicitly reference cervantes in any way - the husband and the baron are convinced that there's a quixote-esque overtone to it, don't you think?

anyway, it's signed and numbered by the artist and the baron and the husband love it.

take those wings and fly

the baron promises, it's the last picture of bvd - for today at least.

scuttlebutt

the baron is aware that this place has been a bit heavy on the baron von dachshund stuff, but she can't help it: bvd is sometimes vexing but usually delightful. for instance, when he runs across the lawn as fast as his little, little legs will carry him? delightful. but, if you look closely at this photo, you can see his mouth is open and he's getting his bark on - vexing.

he's complex, this little dog.

the gentleman in repose

here is harlan pepper, taking a break from his busy afternoon of squirrel chasing and lounging on the lawn. he is probably bracing himself for a sunny spot nap.

a friend of the baron recently said, 'it's good to be a dog at your house' ('your' in this case referring to the baron and the husband). the baron sincerely hopes her friend is right.

words set to melody (part iii)

also 'new slang', 'phantom limb', and 'turn on me' by the shins.

and 'california stars', by wilco.

and 'girls just want to have fun', by cindy lauper.

and 'duck down' by the roots.

and 'body movin'' by the beastie boys.

grapevines and things that cast light

the photo above was taken recently, in the baron's yard. it's kind of tricky - can you spot the ladybugs? and what are those ladybugs doing? anyway, they're paused in the crook of a grapevine, perhaps taking a breath after their springtime exercise.