Note #27235

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

It’s the Tenth of Bleptember, and this doggo is desperately trying to stay awake in case the postman comes back or something else equally interesting happens, but I reckon she’s going to nod off any… second… now…

A sleepy-looking French Bulldog lies on a sofa, with her tongue sticking out and her eyes almost closed.

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Note #27225

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

Sometimes, you just need a Long Nap and a Big Blep.

A sleeping French Bulldog, curled up in a soft basket with her legs tucked tidily underneath her head and body, with her tongue sticking out.

Happy Ninth of Bleptember, Internet!

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Note #27210

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

Suddenly, there was the noise of somebody walking on our driveway. The doggo woke up and stood, alert, ready to defend the house from intruders. Unfortunately in her haste she forgot to put her tongue away.

Happy Eighth of Bleptember.

A champagne-coloured French Bulldog stands in a room, next to a a black PC case. She's staring into the middle-distance, and her tongue is at full blep.

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Note #27208

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

It’s the Seventh of Bleptember, and our dorky doggo has decided that this is somehow a comfortable position in which to take a nap.

A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies on her back on a sofa, spreading herself across two blankets and contorting her body into an uncomfortable-looking twist. Her eyes are mostly-closed, and her tongue is sticking-out from between a gap in her teeth in her otherwise-closed mouth.

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Dan Q found GCBC09Z A Riverside Walk

This checkin to GCBC09Z A Riverside Walk reflects a geocaching.com log entry. See more of Dan's cache logs.

FTF after a delightful walk and a surprisingly challenging hunt!

When I woke this morning and saw a new semi-local cache, about when I ought to be getting myself and the geopup up anyway, I was intrigued. Bed called me back for a Sunday morning lie-in, but eventually I escaped its clutches and the geohound and I set out on our adventure.

Parking in Bladon was a challenge but we were fortune enough to find a residential road with a few spots up towards St. Martin’s Church. After that, and working out how to open the gate to the Community Footpath, we were on our way.

On a lead, a French Bulldog walks along a path towards a gate, which exists without a fence and even the path goes around both sides of it.
World’s most-pointless gate?

Passing the world’s most pointless gate and a heron finding his breakfast (both pictured), the doggo and I enjoyed our riverside stroll in relative peace and quiet, excepting the occasional jogger or dog walker that would come the other way. Eventually we found the bridge, stopped to enjoy the view a little, and then began the hunt.

On a reedy riverbank, a heron perches on a log.
The long, patient wait for breakfast to swim by.

Even with the hint and a strong idea of what I was looking for, this was a challenging search. I’ll bet my kids would’ve found the cache much faster than my ~15-20 minute search, but eventually I caught a glimpse of it, worked my way to it, and retrieved the log. Seeing it still blank, I claimed my FTF, and then had a brief panic when I discovered that I could no longer see it’s hiding place! A brief re-search and I’d found it again, but for a while there I was kicking myself for taking the time to return to the wall of the bridge to write my log!

Dan, a white man with blue hair tied in a ponytail and a goatee beard, crouches alongside and pets a champagne-coloured French Bulldog by a gate on a path through a managed forest. There are bits of plant on his clothes, especially his shoulders.
The dog was effectively zero help for this one.

Returned as found. TFTC, and for the lovely walk!

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Note #27201

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

I am Doggle. See me Blep.

Happy Sixth of Bleptember from this sofa-loving pupper.

A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies upright on a blue-and-white patterned blanket, atop a grey sofa. She's looking into the camera with her ears pricked up, attentively, but her tongue's lazily stuck out of the left side of her mouth as if she's forgotten it's there.

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Note #27198

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

It’s the Fifth of Bleptember, and our bleppy young lady is enjoying some reassurance that the team of tree surgeons working noisily on the other side of the road don’t pose any threat to her.

Close-up of a French Bulldog, lying in a basket, being petted by a white person's hand which is stroking her head and pushing back her ears. Her tongue is sticking out and to the side, clamped in her otherwise-closed mouth.

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Note #27184

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

It’s the Fourth of Bleptember, but I couldn’t help but share a photo from the Third, when our dog just couldn’t find space for her tongue and her ball in her mouth at the same time… but soon found a workaround.

In a grassy field, a satisfied-looking French Bulldog wearing a red jumper holds an orange ball in the left corner of her mouth, while her tongue hangs limply all the way out of the right side of her mouth.

Photo courtesy Lisa from Muddy Paws.

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Note #27182

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

It’s the Third of Bleptember, and this routine-loving pupper is still confused by the fact that the elder child doesn’t come on the school-run morning walk any more, instead leaving early to catch the bus to her new school. Look at those big anxious eyes, poor thing!

A French Bulldog wearing a harness stands in a cluttered hallway, looking sideways through an open door. Her tongue is sticking slightly out.

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Note #27169

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

The Second of Bleptember brought back the morning school run into this doggo’s routine. And while she was glad of the extra walk, she also seemed glad of the opportunity to lie down in a quiet, child-free hallway upon our return home.

A champagne-coloured French Bulldog lies on a rug, with her tongue sticking out almost enough to touch the floor.

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Note #27166

This post is part of 🐶 Bleptember, a month-long celebration of our dog's inability to keep her tongue inside her mouth.

Bleptember’s upon us once again, so I’ll be attempting to snap a daily picture of my bleppy doggo with her tongue sticking out!

A sleepy French Bulldog lies on a soft dog bed with her tongue sticking entirely out, lying on a pillowy edge.

This young lady is dog-tired after a long day of running around and playing, this First of Bleptember.

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Scaredypup

A moderately-large house spider dropped down and startled my dog as she napped in her basket, so now she’s hiding under my desk and refusing to return to bed. 🙄😂

In faux-soft-focus, a champagne-coloured French Bulldog looks up from beneath an office desk, framed between the shorts-wearing legs of a white man.

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Hammocking with the Dog

Finished work. Figured I’d chill in the hammock for a bit as it’s so nice out.

The dog decided she wanted to lie in it too.

So now I am a pillow for a dog.

Dan, a middle-aged white man with long hair and a goatee beard, lies on a striped hammock in a verdant garden. He's wearing a t-shirt which says "love" over a ribbon in pride colours, and on his chest lies a contented-looking champagne-coloured French Bulldog.

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DOGWALK

This is a repost promoting content originally published elsewhere. See more things Dan's reposted.

Well this was adorable.

Blender Studio’s official game project is a short casual interactive story. Play a big, adorable dog traversing through winter woods and help out a little kid decorate a snowman with colorful items hidden in the environment.

Animation from DOGWALK featuring a papercraft scene of a large hairy dog pulling a young child through a wintery forest.

DOGWALK is a free, open-source Godot game for Windows, MacOS and Linux, produced and given to the world by Blender Studio as a way of showcasing some of their video lessons. The beautiful, playful “papercraft” models were made by making actual hand-painted paper models of the assets, unfolding them, scanning them, and then re-folding the maps back into in-game assets, which is an amazing and imaginative approach.

It was released a little over a week ago, and it’s a short but adorable little game.

It’s also free on Steam, if that’s your preference.

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