Me and Mom

I wanted to also prove to you that mom was there with me today at the Grand Canyon. I'm sticking my tongue out again in this picture, but you might not be able to see it.

Some of my Fan Club

I have met a lot of nice people today! We talked to a bunch of people from England, and there must have been several bus-loads of them. Here is a picture of me trying to learn to speak Japanese from 2 lovely girls. And this guy with the hat was from California, and he spent a lot of time talking to me. We really hit it off and I was sorry to see him and his wife leave. Mom says that tomorrow we'll go there again and see if anyone else wants to pet me. I'm a kid-magnet too, but it's hard for mom to take pictures of me and the kids since we are all moving so fast! I'm also very photogenic, and lots of people stop to take pictures of ME!

But the main reason we are going tomorrow again is to watch for DADDY and Uncle Dave to show up! I can't wait to see them again. Mom says they'll be kinda stinky, but I won't mind!

There are a lot of people here and lots of them are from other countries. I've met folks from England, Australia, Denmark, Italy, and Japan, so far.

Ricky at the South Rim

Well, today I'm finally getting caught up on my travel-blog. Mom and I went to the South Rim today, and we are spending the night here. We've been to Flagstaff just chilling out while Daddy and Uncle Dave hike. Mom has had to work a lot on her computer, to keep up with her work, and I have been just being a good boy playing with my toys and sleeping, mostly. But today we came to the South Rim and what a great time I had! I don't know if I really understand why people stand around and look over the edge, but mom says it's a very pretty sight. The first picture is me at Mather Point, and the 2nd one is me in front of the Bright Angel Lodge. It's a very big hole in the background. The best part about this trip is that so many people here just fall in love with me! Mom gets to explain what kind of dog I am a lot, but a lot of people ask her "Is that a Bedlington?" Mom is really surprised at how many people know what kind of dog I am. I've met a lot of nice people today.

Jacob Lake

I'm putting this photo here for mom's friend Patty! This is me at the Jacob Lake Inn. Patty would love that I went to Jacob Lake. Patty rides her motorcycle there sometimes.

Deer outside our car!

After we left Daddy and Uncle Dave, we were driving along, and mom stopped and put my window down. Look what I saw! These deer were little things but my eyes were popping out of my head! I was a very good boye and just sat still and watched them eating. Mom says it's rude to bark when others are eating. Plus I had my seat belt on, and I didn't even try to climb out of the car. I'm seeing some very strange things on this trip!

Hiker Dudes!

Daddy and Uncle Dave started on their hike across the Grand Canyon! It was very cold that morning at the trailhead on the North Kaibab Trail at the North Rim. I was shivvering when they started their hike. I had breakfast after they left, and then mom and I saw a whole gaggle of deer looking for their breakfast right by the parking lot.

My Teeth!

My teeth are falling out! OH NO! How will I bite my mom? My mouth feels so weird, and my tongue keeps sticking out! Mom was making me all pretty for our trip, and she thought I looked real funny with my tongue hanging out! I had lost 3 or 4 teeth when this photo was taken. I sure hope I get some new ones. Grammie told me I'd get bigger ones, and I hope she is right.

My favorite Docker

Today we went to see my favorite docker, Dr. Shirley Russman! She loves me a lot too. Jovin was there and we had a nice visit also. Docker Russman is watching my teeth, and they are all still puppy teeth--nice and sharp! She thinks I should be getting newer, bigger, duller ones soon.

She also was a little worried about my heart cuz it was having a murmur when I was there the first time. Each time I go back it gets less and less, and last time and today she couldn't hear it at all! She even had another docker listen to me too, and she didn't hear it either. So I'm very happy about that, and mom is too.


They messed around with some stinky stuff and my bottom feels better now, so I'm not sure what happened there. I'm pretty sure I don't want to know!


Afterwards, mom and I went shopping a little, and we stopped for gas and she made me get out to pee, since I'll have to do that on our trip coming up. I have a nice harness that I wear in the car and it keeps me from moving around too much. I don't mind wearing it. Anyway I guess I'd better get busy packing.

My first day of Skool

Last night I went to skool for the first time! We went in the car and I rode in my crate because mom had to go in first without me to get all the paperwork done. I was really kinda tired because I had a haircut that day too. But once I saw all the other dogs, I forgot all about being tired!

I met a lot of new friends but mom didn't take any pictures yet. I'm going to give you a picture of Mocha, my new labradoodle friend. Her mom is Bonnie, and she and mom used to go on therapy dog visits together. I thought Mocha was real nice, and we had several nice chats during the evening. She's really pretty cute too, even if she is bigger than me already.

We learned "Sit" (which I already knew) and "By me" (which I don't really get yet) and "watch me". Mom got homework for us to do too, and I think this is going to be fun because there are TREETS involved! I can't wait to do our homework!

Tent tales

Well, Daddy was getting ready to go to the Grand Canyon, and he wanted to set up his tent in the back yard to test it out. I had a hard time understanding this thing. When I don't understand something, I sit very tall and use my ponderer and try to figger out what's going on. This time I waited a while, and then got braver and went out to see it with Daddy. He let me go inside a little bit but it was pretty hot out there so I didn't stay long.

Daddy and Dave are going to hike a long ways and carry their food and tent. Mom and I are going to drop them off and pick them up at the end. I've never been on such a long car ride, so I hope I like it. Mom told me I couldn't take ALL my toys, so I'll have to pick out a small selection to take.

Well, I'd better stop now and start packing!

Purple toy, short leg

I want to tell you a little story about these toys. See, Andy had the purple one first, and it lost a leg when he was pretty little. But mom let him play with it anyway, because he loved it so much. He would only carry it by the short leg. And if you threw it for him, and he picked it up by the wrong leg, he'd put it down and spin it around until he got the short leg.

One day Andy got a new one, the green one. It was nice and soft, and squeeked. But he had the darndest time picking it up, because he kept spinning it around, trying to find the short leg! Mom tells me she and daddy laughed and laughed at poor Andy, who was trying hard to find the short leg!

Andy whispered to me from the Rainbow Bridge one day, and told me that I should always try to carry the purple one by the short leg. I've been doing my best to do that ever since, to carry on Andy's tradition.

My crate

This is my crate and one of my favorite toys. Really, I like all my toys. This one is an octopus but it only has 6 legs. I'm not good at counting yet anyway.

Uncle Dave is coming

My Uncle Dave is coming to visit! Then mom and dad and I are going on a trip so the boys can hike at the Grand Canyon. We get to go on a Long Ride and stay in motels. I can't wait!

My favorite Vet Tech

I thought you would like to see a photo of me with my favorite vet tech! Her name is Jovin, and she just goes wild when I come to the clinic! She thinks I am very very outstandingly cute, especially when I wear clothes or hats or stuff. I have my cowboy hat on here, and a cute yellow and grey T-shirt that John and Mary gave me when they were here visiting. I'm afraid I'm going to out-grow it soon. Anyway, on this day we went to the vet to get more shots. I got my rabies shot that day, so I was finally done with House Arrest. See, Docker Russman was afraid for me to go out much in case I'd get parvo or one of those nasty bugs, so mom only took me on car rides for a while. I liked going to Sonic the best! Dad would order me a cup of ice and that was really cool!

Anyway, Jovan always carries me around the hospital and shows me off to all the folks that work there. They think I'm pretty cute too. I know my mom was worried about me being gone so long, but she said it was ok because I was learning to be a therapy dog. And I know Jovin won't let anything happen to me while she is showing me around! She always lets me give her lots of kisses and sometimes I even get a little treet.

My name is Ricky

My name is Ricky, and I'm a Bedlington terrier. Mom sometimes calls me a Bedlington Terrorist since I have sharp teeth and like to bite a lot. I was born on April 26 which is the same birthday as my Grammie. My real mom's name was Alice, also the same as my Grammie. I was born in Minnesota, and my first mom brought me here to Albuquerque on a long airplane ride! Here is a picture of my first mom Christy introducing me to my Grammie. I was about 11 weeks old there.

I came to Albuquerque on July 8, 2008. See, my predecessor, named Andy, got sick from cancer this summer and mom was real sad without a doggie in the house, so I came to her rescue. Daddy likes dogs too but mom is the one who is nutty about Bedlington terriers. My Grammie likes them too. See her sister, Margaret, was the first one to have one. Her dog was named Debbie, and my mom was named Debbie, after the first Bedlington in the family! Course that was quite a long time ago now. Margaret had 4 bedli's over the years, and my mommie inherited the love for the breed too.

So I decided I'd better get started on my blogging since I'm starting Puppy Kiddygarden tomorrow. Mom says Dede will be our Teecher and Andy took her class too, so she is a very good one to have. We have a friend in the class too, named Mocha. She is about my age but I think she is bigger than me! Me and Mocha want to become therapy dogs when we grow up, but that's another story.

Ricky