Pimping our ride

I am not saying this because my baby picture is on it, but our car is the best looking car on the road. Wherever we go, people always look at our car….. my picture in particular.

But now my brother Seven joined us and my dad is a dog trainer we needed more space in our car.

Last week Me and Seven told dad what we thought would be great.

Seven ( young ones never change) suggested putting his picture on the car.


I agreed whole heartedly with dad that would be a costly update and in fact would not make the car more spacious……. If anything a new layer of sticker would make it a little tighter.

So the outside of the car will remain like this.

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But we really needed to do something inside the car.

That’s when we turn to Uncle Claude. he’s the master of wood working

Uncle Claude explained there are 2 things every master wood worker must know.

1) Dogs should not use power tools ( Even Ridgebacks)

2) Measure twice cut once…

Or something like that. But since I am not allowed to cut anyways I didn’t pay attention to the second rule.

Here Uncle Claude Measuring

After the measuring (twice) the back of the car it was time to cut.

So dad put Seven and me out of the shop ,and started cutting……

While they were busy cutting and then putting things together. I got an idea

Everydoggy knows we Ridgebacks have a keen sense of humor.

Although I love my brother Seven, he is not a Ridgeback and I thought it was pretty bold of him to suggest replacing MY picture with his. He just got here a month ago…… Anyways let’s continue

While dad and Uncle Claude were working with power tools, I told Seven I’ll take his picture like a big boy with power tools and dad would be impressed because Seven showed initiative.


He hesitated for about a second, and went straight in.

Heh Heh Heeee.

Needless to say dad was not too happy.

Here you can see dad reminding “Mr. let’s put my picture on the car ”

Seven, that rule #1 is dogs are not allowed to use power tools.

I was laughing so hard I almost peed all over my left front paw.

One of the bestest things about my brother Seven is he can take a joke like a dog, and laugh it off.

A few minutes later dad and Uncle Claude were finished.

They put the platform for our kennels

And that created extra space to put all the treats and training stuff (under our kennels)

Once the work was finished, it was time to play.

And that brings me to my favorite thing about my brother Seven.

The boy can play.

2 Brothers.

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It’s so cool to have a brother to play tug with.

Here is a picture of me and my brother playing tug.

No place like home

We have been back from the far away place called Denver for about a week now.

It’s been a new experience for my brother Seven. He is doing well.

He says the weather feels wetter on his nose. That’s kind of funny, because in Denver my nose felt dry all the time.  weird….Djembe the dog and the family

He also says people here talk funny. He says it takes longer to say ” Aaawwww he’s sooo cute.”

I kind a like my praises longer. So I never noticed.

Anyways, now that my dad is a teacher for dogs he taught me and Seven that  we don’t need to help mom keep up with us by pulling her on the leash.

It’s amazing….. As soon we learned that lesson she takes us to walks all the time.

Yesterday we went for a walk as a family. Me, my mom, my dad, and my brother. It was awesome.

I finally felt like I was home.

Our entire pack walking around and enjoying our wet noses.

Here is the photo my dad took of me, my mom and my brother.

We’re famous

Here is a video of me and my brother

My New brother 7

Last week my dad surprised me with a new brother.

Although he’s not a Ridgeback he is pretty smart.

Because we’re still out of town I started showing him the ropes right away so he’ll adjust well.

I told him about the pecking order, how only I am allowed on the furniture, Arthur is to jump on him instead of me whenever I say so, no barking before 6 am, and how I get to greet Auntie Erin, Jen, Jodie, Joni, Defne first, and he can greet other Auntie.

Here is a video of him my dad shot before he named him.

Because he moves a lot I suggested to name him caffeine, but my dad named him 7.

Everydogy I present you my brother 7

Having thumbs = no nap

Almost every day after our walk my dad leaves our den. When I look out the window I see most of the people leave their dens too. they are almost gone for the entire day. Then after my afternoon nap and after my mom leaves my dad returns smelling weird . Then after my evening nap my mom returns smelling funny also.My cousin Arthur told me his mommies do the same thing….. Weird.

I asked my dad why him and my mom go away for so long and not nap with me in our den all day. Since we already walked and peed in the woods it seems like a waste of day being away all day long and not to nap.

He told me both him and mom go to work.

I told him that didn’t sound right.

Because my friend Elvis the Great Dane is a working breed and he stays at home all day long.

My dad told me because humans have thumbs they have to work for a piece of paper called money. Then they take that paper to other humans to exchange it for treats.

That’s probably why it takes all day to work.

I told my dad it’d be easier to go to the guy with the treats, show him his thumbs get treats and come home and nap.

He told me he’ll give it a try.

Thank god I don’t have thumbs

Cats smell worse than deer poop, Cats smel worse than deer pooooop.

My friend  Max cracks me up.

I was checking up on his blog and this dog is funny…… he was checking a smell and he knew it smelled better than a cat.

I mean what doesn’t smell better than a cat right. But it was cow poop. and he recognized that cow poop smells better than a cat.

Heh Heh heeeee.

That’s funny.

Don’t believe everything you see

Just when my dad was telling me anything in life can be a lesson for the seeker, we came accross this sign.

It says to go straight and to turn left. Anydoggy could simply dismiss it as yet another sign for humans making things more confusing. Which we all know is true.

We Ridgebacks like to put to practice what we learn right away. So I started investigating.

And came to a quick understanding of how the life works.

There are many ways to get where you are going, and the shortest way may not always be obvious, and signs could be confusing, what you must do is smell.

That’s why god gave us 2 ears, 2 eyes, but just 1 nose.

When I shared my discovery with my dad he begun to laugh, and that’s always great.

Djembe the dog

You’ve got to be flexible

My dad is the coolest person I know. He knows almost everything there is to know about life. And he loveeeees talking to people about life and he even teaches others how to live a balanced life.

It must be hard to live a balanced life with only 2 legs. But he does it. Everyone loves to hear him speak. They invite him to places, pay him money just so they learn how to have a balanced life.

We Ridgebacks are naturally balanced dogs. We have 4 legs and a long tail. So we’re never out of balance, and of course it doesn’t hurt to have a cool dad like mine either. Because I get to listen to him practice his talks at the woods.

And now I have this blog I can share them with you.

So far what learned about happy and balanced life is flexibility is the key. My dad says people must be flexible about life and about themselves. That explains why I am always happy.

I am flexible.

Here is the proof.

Djembe the dog demonstrating he is flexible

My Auntie Erin is a Master

Tomorrow my Auntie Erin is going to give a concert up at the mountains. I’ve never been there, but my dad said there will be a lot of pro-lion and pro-squirell people there and it’d be best for everydoggy if I sit this one out and keep an eye on the house and dogsit Arthur.

My dad is the smartest person I know. If he was a dog he’d be Ridgeback for sure.

Anyways. Because We Ridgebacks have great hearing ( don’t tell my dad please he thinks my hearing is not so good because I don’t always want to sit when he wants me to)

I can hear her practice at their den, and she sounds so good.

In fact I love it so much every morning when my dad let’s me out at 530 I bark bark bark bark to make sure she gets up and start practicing some more so I can hear her beautiful songs.

My dad said she became a master and she has to show off her mastery, and I know that’s always fun. I remember when I mastered ringing the bell by the door to go out to potty everydoggy in the house was happy. So I know whatever she’s playing she did master it and everydoggy at the mountains will love it too.

Good Luck Auntie. Break a leg……… make sure it’s not yours. You only have 2.

Here my Auntie Erin demonstrating her mastery of corn eating.

Erin Ellenburg