Creek Running North

And I’ll kick things off by casting the first vote for, let’s see… they’re both really cute. Tough choice. I’m gonna go with Zeke, though, because he’s the only candidate that can defeat Cody. $20.00.

Awww! They’re gorgeous. Cody is a real stud. But Zeke has heart...who to chose?

Bailey votes for Cody, and I vote for Zeke. Or was that the other way around?

She killed her first bird yesterday, btw. Sad day for me.

It’s pretty close, but I’d have to go with Zeke because there’s a picture of him on snow, and because he has a German Shepherd-like snout.  I guess I pledge $5.

BTW: What is with that highlighted box around Zeke’s head in the picture with Becky?

Oh, forgot to mention:  Both dogs look like mere cats compared to my Heidi.

Further proof: here.

Paul, that highlighted box is an area you can mouseover for a special message.

I call Shennanigans! Zeke is using KITTENS (not to mention a hot babe), which are the illegal glo-stix of all such competitions.

Ahem, I forgot to add that my household, being located in the place that not only invented, but perfected voting fraud, casts an emphatic $5 vote for Zeke.

My vote has to go to the regal Zeke, although Mr Travel Mug was also tempting (is there...coffee...in it? No, don’t tell me; even if there wasn’t, I’m going to fantasize about it.)

My donation will be going to the Stevens Community Humane Society, of which I am a board member.

I’m not much of a dog person, but I gotta go with Zeke. Cody’s hair droops funny. Sorry, but that’s my opinion.

I vote five times for Zeke, because there was a time when he missed me when I was not around.  That’s worth at least eighty times my pledged $25, but I can’t swing quite that much.

And how could you not use the picture with the hot pepper lights?!

And yes, I believe I am allowed to vote five times.  This is the Bush era, after all.

You’re lucky I let family vote at all, Allie. You get one vote, same as Harley.

Tost, you better get your friends and family here and voting, or I’m gonna have to switch my vote to Cody. Zeke’s enjoying sme serious homefield advantage here.

Hmmmmm, multiple votes, eh?  Well my first vote, for $5, goes to Zeke, because he’s obviously a good dog, and because he deserves to think he’s got a shot at winning.

My second $5 vote goes to Cody, for the time he chased that mountain lion away from Molly when they were out hiking on the Vinal Lake Road.

This is unfair. I am used to voting when one candidate is a reprehensible scoundrel, and the other is the Democrat.

These are two beautiful honorable looking creatures. They both look like they have deep souls and have benefitted from spending time with their loving companions.

I am afraid that I will have to do something utterly illegal, but something I have always wanted to do. I am voting twice. Once for Cody and once for Zeke.

You’ll have to cart me off to jail now.

Nice try guys, but Tito wins hands down!

On the one hand, Cody strikes quite the heroic pose: he seems to be staring keenly off in the distance, looking for something to rescue/fetch/roll around in.  And his fur looks perfect for burying one’s face in, when one is in deep need of an all-body doggie hug.

On the other hand, Zeke is clearly going for the “Mr. Personality” vote, complete with Lovely Young Assistant, and Adorable Kittens.  Sharing the scene with these scene-stealers argues for a very sturdy sense of self-worth and confidence.

So I, too, will take the easy way out, and vote for both.  That’s $5 to Code and $5 to Zeke.

PS:  Do we get to hear the story behind the Maternal Zeke photo?

OK, Chris, time for the guy in charge to make an executive decision.  If you’re going to stick to one vote per commenter, then I’ll put $20 on Cody to match your $20 on Zeke.  But if you’re going to allow multiple votes — I just noticed that you tried to limit things to one vote a little earlier, but it didn’t seem to make any difference — then I’ll stick with my original $5 on Zeke and $5 on Cody, while reserving the right to up the ante down the road. 

Anyway, I’ll agree to whatever decision you make.  But if we’re going to get the money to the winning animal shelter, we probably need to figure out the rules before we start counting votes.

Oh, and if you’re going to run gorgeous photos of Zeke with kittens and attractive women and such, then I’d like to throw myself on the mercy of the court and ask if I can substitute a photo or two and even things out.  But I’ll totally understand if you think Zeke needs the extra advantage.  Your call.

Hey, send in the photo of him rescuing that puma from Molly!

Like I said. Zeke’s got the homefield advantage. I’m happy to give Cody a couple legs up to compensate.

And I’m ruling that all multiple votes are invalid, and that only one vote from each voter will be counted, and the candidate selected in alphabetical order. So everyone that tried to vote for both dogs will be counted as a vote for Cody.

“Hey, send in the photo of him rescuing that puma from Molly! “

No such luck.  National Geographic has the publishing rights, and I can’t put it on the internet until after they’ve run in it in the magazine.  But I do have a photo of Cody throwing out the first pitch at Fenway in last year’s World Series.  Does that work?

By the way, no deal on, “A vote for both is a vote for Cody.” Zeke’s going to need all the help he can get before we’re done.  Remember Foreman/ Ali?  How about we tell everyone, “A vote for both is a vote for neither — but still send in your donation.”

Naah, we’ll count the votes for both as votes for both. Might as well give people some actual votes for their generous contributions.

Cody is a fine looking dog.  But I’ve always prefered the ones with upright ears — must be my ravenish side, thinking of good ol’ Coyote.

I’m broke, but here’s $1 for Zeke.

I always go with the underdog, so Cody’s got my vote.

I tried to donate online, btw, but they didn’t like my furrin’ address. I’ll mail it in.

By the way, Tost, my golden wants to meet yours, she says. But warn him, she’s a real killer.

She’s beautiful, Kathy, but I’ve taught Cody to stay away from dangerous women.

By the way, our first ever golden, Judy, used to get mad at my father if he didn’t take her out hunting, so she’d go out in the swamp behind our place in NY and catch pheasants, which she’d bring back dead, and muskrats, which she’d grab by the scruff of their neck and bring home alive. 

But she wouldn’t let them go until she’d showed them to a human — she wanted to be recognized for her skills at catch and release.

By the way, keep in mind that your pretty girl was doing exactly — exactly — what every golden in existence was bred to do.  Heck, you might want to take up bird hunting.  Pheasant and grouse are awfully tasty, and it’s always better to eat wild than support some chicken farm where they burn off all the beaks and force the birds to live in their own crap.