Eight hundred and sixty three glimpses of me

Don’t be panicked by the title of this post. It does not contain 863 photos of me that would take all day to view or 15 minutes to  scroll to the bottom, press ‘like’ (hopefully), breathe a sigh of relief and quickly move on to the next blog. The title of this post refers to the 863 posts that comprise Bassa’s Blog on its second anniversary.

On this day, two years ago, I was relaxing on the cool stone floor of the bathroom chatting to the tall person when he took this photo and suggested that we start to blog about our life in Tbilisi. This is the very first picture posted on Bassa’s Blog.

It's cool in the bathroom

Neither of us knew much about blogging but decided to leap into the world wide web and hope that we would not be eaten by a gigantic internet spider. Fortunately we weren’t and I am beginning to think that there is no such thing as a gigantic internet spider.

Anyway, I digress. Like me, Bassa’s blog has grown over the last two years. My first post had two ‘likes’ (it still has) but since then I have made many wonderful blogging friends from all over the world. I want to thank everyone who has visited Bassa’s Blog. I know how busy you are and I am thrilled whenever you stop by and say hi and leave a comment.

It has been a busy two years. Aside from recording our daily adventures on the blog we published ‘Bassa’s World’ eBook at the end of last year and have plans to write another.

It’s another hot day in Tbilisi and just like two years ago I am relaxing on the cool stone floor of the bathroom chatting to the tall person. Hmm. I sense Déjà vu.

Georgian dog learns to talk!

I was blowing raspberries in the yard this morning.

Caucasian Shepherd

The tall person heard me and told me that at around 5 months, a child will start blowing spit bubbles  — or raspberries  — a skill that helps it learn how to move its mouth, tongue, and lips together, and later be able to form words.

He went on to say that it reminded him of something the American author Annie Dillard once said, “There is a certain age at which a child looks at you in all earnestness and delivers a long, pleased speech in all the true inflections of spoken English, but with not one recognizable syllable.”

Hmm. I had better start practicing my vowels.

Tbilisi to be re-named in 2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 4 days

I asked the tall person how old I am today and he told me I am 2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 4 days old.

Who would have believed that this tiny pup……….

Caucasian Shepherd Dog Puppy

……..would become this huge pup in such a short time?

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Hmm. At this rate of expansion I will be as big as Tbilisi in another 2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 4 days.

I will inform the city planners. Based on my growth prediction, in 2 years, 3 months, 2 weeks and 4 days there will only be room enough in Tbilisi for me, the tall person, De, the little person, Mari and my cat Barnaby. Because of this I suggest the city planners begin preparations to re-name Tbilisi. I suggest Bassaville.