Lazy Sunday Afternoon

Dear Santa,

Perhaps, my letter is a bit late or perhaps you couldn't find my house. I was really hoping for this.

Sometimes, I can't find a human to run with. It would be really nice to turn on Animal Planet and jog away. It seems a whole lot healthier than eating toilet paper when I'm bored.

Back to work . .

My mountain guide service was back in business today. We headed out to Little Devils Stairs. Big Al stayed home to rest and recover, so I took lead and sweep duties. Here's mom and I taking a quick photo break. Don't I look like a regal mountain dog?


Oh, and I actually saw a partridge, but it wasn't in a pear tree.

I'm being a good dog.

Mostly because I'm afraid this will happen to me.





Big Al is doing well. But he keeps whacking me with that lampshade.

I'm glad that I'm not a poodle.

Warning: this is slightly disturbing.