I hope you’re enjoying the Florida edition of TDB so far. I'm inordinately happy to have been given this marvelous opportunity to develop my journalistic skills from my erudite associates Chester L. W. Stephens and Joseph (Joey dog) Stephens. Plus I’m learning a lot of big new words since Chester taught me how to use the thesaurus.
I just realized that you’d probably like to know a bit more about me. I was adopted as a puppy from a shelter, and might not be alive today if it wasn’t for my wonderful humans, Jessy and Dan, who wanted a doggie that reminded them of their beloved and recently deceased doggie Professor Braydie Spiker. They specifically wanted a yellow lab with a pink nose. Well, I’m not a pure breed. In fact, I just might have a bit of Rhodesian ridgeback in my genetic make-up. But they’re OK with that. Nobody knows my exact date of birth, but I am about one year old now.
I share my home with my venerable associate, Emeritus Professor Lane Cat, who is wise and ancient, and not particularly interested in romping around.
But enough about me! I said I would chronicle Chester and Joey’s Mom and Dad’s adventures in Florida. I won’t bore you with a play by play account, so here are a few random photos:
|Alligator (Elvis 3rd.))|
|Downtown Boca Raton|
|What the heck is a blatherskite?|