My Film Premiere


Yep. I’m famous. Really? Just show me the bacon. Our friends Brendan and Forest. Now those guys know all about bacon. Brendan carries it around for me in his computer bag and he doesn’t even eat the amazing pork product made by the gods for dawgs. Forest cooked a whole pound of it and delivered to me in this tent. It’s especially good cold when the grease sticks in white globs to everything. Oh yeah, where was I? So we made this movie. Man says people like it. Yawn. Time for a nap. I don’t care about movies too much. Man drags me around and makes me pose and stuff. Oh, and I get to howl when we have showings. That’s always fun. Then man answers questions about us and I nap. It’s tiring all this film stuff. Driving around. But I get a lot of attention. I kiss a lot of different people. I stick my tongue right in their mouth if they aren’t paying attention. 2 kinds of humans in the world. Those that let dawgs lick ’em on the mouth and those that don’t. You’re one or the other. Then there are those who love cats and those who love dawgs. You know who you are. This blawg is for the dawg luvers of the world. Anyway, man is driving me to Telluride to visit our San Juan pack and show our movie. Hope you can make it. Let’s go for a hike! Desert Dawg over and out.




14 thoughts on “My Film Premiere

  1. David Kuntz

    Genghis rules.
    Your ok too Ace.
    Nice work. Hope to see you @mtnfilm
    David & Marti

  2. Mary Harris

    A classroom of littles that are the dog luver sort enjoyed your film and wish they could meet you. I don’t expect you’ll be in Ohio anytime soon so they’ll have to be satisfied staying caught up on your travels through your blog. Safe travels to you and Man.

  3. GnarlyDog

    Your movie made me cry.
    I write on behalf of The Foof, I was her “man”.
    The places that you show in your movie are exactly where The Foof and I used to hike and camp.
    The Foof is no longer with us as her years went faster than mine but the memories you brought back with your movie are precious.
    Thank you Desert Dawg

  4. Katy

    Ah DD/Genghis…you are one vey cool dawg and you have lots of dawg friends in the Midwest: Velcro, Pearce, Topper are all in your pack and your biggest fans. BEST cold pork with globs and globs of grease and lots of kisses back..

  5. Susan Crosby

    Dawg aka Genghis – Oscar worthy as a short film, documentary. Got to get the old backpack out, times a wasting. Always wanted to travel west. Rest well for your next adventure, can’t wait to see it or read about it. Travel safely.

  6. Elissa Pfost

    Hi Desert Dawg. At my prompting, my woman finally just signed us up to read your posts; for some reason, she didn’t think that was possible. Analog, she is. She thinks it’s her idea but I have a talent for making her ALWAYS think it’s her idea and then things get done. Like at dinner and breakfast time, when I stare at her and she realizes what time it is and that maybe I might be hungry. This never seems to work at mid-day when she’s eating though, and I don’t get to. Do you get to eat when the sun is high? If so, tell me how you do it. Anyways, I was one of your first apprentices. I have a little bit of grey around my muzzle now, and it’s no longer my first time at the harness-wearing rodeo. I have my own harness even, since we live in the place where they are made. One thing I’ve been wondering since our days together, oh so long ago, is how did you get your man to let you have the FRONT seat of the the adventure machine, and how did you get him to put that amazing-smelling deer skin cover on it for you? I can’t even get in the front seat of any vehicle, much less a deerskin cover. I remember also when you taught me how us dawgs can do narrow canyons with v-shaped bottoms (two front legs on one wall; two back ones on the opposite wall). What a revelation. Once in a while, we get to practice that but this country doesn’t have many v-slot canyons. I’m in the desert too, but it’s in a place called Are-we-gone? Wierd name I know. But You-taw is equally wierd. We don’t have as many round bushes that look and feel like porcupines here. Or fleas. Or ticks. And woman appreciates that there is no poison oak for me to ramble through; she gets all red and hops up and down and makes a lot of noise when I find some to explore. And then later, she gets red and puffy and oozy but doesn’t hop up and down much and we have no fun for like, a whole month. I hope we get to hang together again. I have more skilz to learn from you, and only got one session of apprenticing in so far. I read her mind as usual and her mind pictures have been of that You-taw place and it looks like the 9th month time when the canyons aren’t filled with water unexpectedly. There are lots of red rock rooms and big blue sky and tall clouds and fun two-legged people who like to do adventures in her mind pictures. There are also many birds and dawgs she’s known that I haven’t yet smelled but hope to someday. I smell you, Lula Belle.

  7. Nancy Kurtz

    Perfect, from the first canyon wren to the last. You have captured the beautiful but hard deal our animals make with us. Thank you Desert Dawg and Man for sharing your epic trip.

  8. Jill Heyer

    Hey Desert Dawg. Greetings from Germany we enjoyed watching the movie so much. I bet City Dawg Yuna would have loved joining to take a bath in the waters and climbing the hills.

    Have a wonderful time,

    Jill and Yuna

  9. Marie

    A very special bond. I have this with my dog who is now 15, blind and going deaf. I watched with years in my eyes x

  10. Robin

    Ah man Desert Dawg, just what my human, the fun one, needed to wake my butt up and say “lets go for a hike”. We were out of the house in 3 minutes. We went for a wonderful hike, fording streams, chasing squirrels, and getting tired in the good way.

    Thanks for the inspiration.

    Here’s to a quick and comfortable healing of that acl – may you hike soon,



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