Sunday, December 30, 2012

Christmas with Grandma and Grandad Alexander

My Grandma and Grandad Alexander came to see me for Christmas! We got about 4 inches of snow for Christmas morning...

The Papa made cinnamon roles for brekkie:

And then WE SNUGGLED (even my big brother Baloo, who is the most dramatic cat I have ever met!)

More Fun With Brody!

DoG, I love this dog.

Me on the left, Brody on the right
Bow down before my beautiful lion's mane!

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Merry Christmas!

I met Santa today. He really is as jolly in real life as he is in all the Christmas stories.

I shed my black fur all over his white gloves and tried to lick his cotton candy beard off his face.

Come Christmas morning, I'm pretty sure I'll be getting what I asked for...bacon.




Thursday, November 8, 2012

Friday, October 19, 2012

Cabin Fun!

I got to go to a cabin up in the mountains! The mama and the papa took me with them on a getaway to the Michigan Reservoir.
We went for a hike, grilled some bison burgers for dinner, and watched a beautiful sunset! After dark, we worked on a crossword together and lounged around in the cabin next to the gas stove.


 In the morning, we ran into a mama moose and a baby moose. I also got to go hog wild in the reservoir before we headed home. It was the BEST. WEEKEND. EVER.


Thursday, October 18, 2012

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Best Friends

The mama and the papa let me stay awake for the vice presidential debates on Thursday, and I got to play with my pal, Luca, an Italian Greyhound:

Today, the mama set up a playdate for me and Gatsby, a 5-month-old Bernese Mountain Dog. We have so much fun bashing our teeth into each other. It started out pretty innocent, but then we got rowdier and rowdier and made some silly faces.


My Uncle Peter and my Uncle Nick are both in town this weekend for the Great American Beer Fest in Denver. This means I get to be an extra big couch potato!



Sunday, October 7, 2012

Tipping the Scales

After I put on 5 lbs. (up to 144ish lbs.) last month, the mama put me on a weight management food and has been feeding me less than what the bag recommends. I am STARVING, y'all! Starving.

Well, after a month on the food (and feeling pretty in-shape, mind you) we returned to PetSmart for a weigh-in.

I am somewhere between 146 and 148 lbs.

SAY WHAT?!

I gained more weight. But I swear to Dog, I look absolutely fabulous.

Another growth spurt, perhaps?

Sunday, September 30, 2012

CGC, Bitches!

Ladies...
I earned my CGC certificate today. I'm good looking AND a good citizen.
Let's do dinner.


Saturday, September 15, 2012

Double Graduated

So I took the Advanced-level obedience class at Petsmart for the second time because it was just me and Zoe the first time I took it, and I wanted to learn everything over again with more dogs to distract me.
me and zoe

I PASSED!!! For the second time. So I guess I'm pretty much ready to test for my CGC.

the mama and the papa made me wear this stupid hat.

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Up Highway 14

Yesterday, the mama and papa took me on a hike up Highway 14. Fall is in the air; the aspen trees are starting to turn bright yellow and orange.

We saw a bald eagle.

We saw all of the burned-black trees from the High Park and Grey Rock fires this past summer. But most importantly, I got to go swimming in freezing cold rivers. We hiked part of the Blue Lake trail, on which dogs are allowed to be off-leash if under voice control. The mama and the papa let me off-leash just before we walked alongside the river, which was about 12 feet below us. The drop-off didn't phase me - I made a beeline for the water and started to slide down the bank (which was at about a 70 degree angle). Before I could get very far, though, the papa grabbed me and pulled me back onto the trail. Eventually they let me get in the water.

Eventually.

And after I got out of the water, I was a wild dog! I ran all over the place and wanted to keep walking for miles and miles. When we came up to a shallow spot in the river again, I ran so fast into it that I yanked the leash out of the papa's hands. He was worried about me getting into the rapids, but I was all like, Listen guys, I KNOW how to swim. But then I went into the deep part of the river, and I was like, whoa, you were right, this current is a little fast for me. So I stuck to wading. 
I cannot be trusted around water when off-leash. I am a bad dog.


We stopped along Highway 14 on the way home for me to play in the water again:

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Labor Day Weekend in Montana

First, an update on my scared-ness:
My blood test came back within normal ranges. My good eye is still in good shape. The eye doctor even told me my eye muscles were really strong, so instead of moving my head to see things around me, I just move my eye. Duh. That's so much easier than moving my WHOLE HEAD! My bad eye also looks good, so I don't need to worry about it, yet.

In short, GOOD NEWS!

We should get the thyroid panel results back soon.

What else have I been up to, lately? Well the mama and the papa attended a wedding in Livingston, Montana over Labor Day weekend. We all drove up there together on Saturday.  I kept watch out the back window.

There are several fires burning in the mountains near Livingston, so the bride and groom had to move their wedding and reception locations from Luccock Park (which was in the mountains right next to the Pine Creek Fire) into town. They also had some expert firefighters go to their original wedding location and save $3000 worth of prime rib and BBQ for the reception (THANK GOD SOMEONE SAVED THE PRIME RIB!)




On Sunday morning, we went for a hike down near the North Entrance of Yellowstone National Park:
OMG, look what I found on the side of the trail!!! Best. Find. Ever. Too bad the mama and the papa kept screaming for me to "drop it!" "drop it!". Once I did, the papa kicked this tasty treat way off into a field. WTF, Dad? What a waste.

On Sunday evening, the mama and the papa abandoned me in the rental house while they went to the wedding. I don't know why I wasn't invited because, as this picture shows, the bride's dog was in attendance. It's probably because I didn't bring my tuxedo bib. Next time, next time...
We drove home on Monday, but made a quick stop in the Bighorn Mountains to visit an American Indian Medicine Wheel. The hike to get to the wheel was a mile and a half there, mile and a half back. My gams were sure burning!

But it was totally worth it:


This morning, I woke up with some major spring in my step. The mama says the wheel might have helped to heal my joints.

Maybe it was the wheel. But to honest, it could also be the fact that I'm still thinking about that deer leg. Mmm...mmm...That was a good find, wasn't it?

Wasn't it?