We had a bit of a break in the weather on the weekend. Though it was still cold and there is still snow and runoff everywhere making every trek a sloggy, muddy mess, the sun came out and that is all the excuse we needed to load the car with dogs and people and head to the hills for walkies.
We used every inch of space in the car to head up to "the Abyss" with everyone. I don't know if that is really the name of the place or not. Someone we know called it that and it has stuck. Miles of trails along slick rock, so though it is wet, not as muddy as some of our other trails right now.
On the weekends even Michael comes along. Sometimes all the guys come and there is much laughter and the walks are longer, trickier, steeper...but always fun. This time, though, it was only Michael. The holidays are really messing with our dog walk schedule!
West coast rain forest.
It's still cold here...tricky footing in some spots. Be careful.
This walk was bittersweet. Viggo's last stroll with us. Today, he is on a train, Ontario bound. He and his moms are heading home. This is the last photo of the whole gang...our little fur baby play pals. There is an empty seat in my car now.
So, to those of you reading in Ontario...if you see this handsome rogue, tall dark and furry, with the most human glint in his eye and the big white cross on his chest, give him a snuggle for me and tell him I miss him. I never had a big dog of my own before, but this past summer we spent together was a great one. He's a damn fine dog. He could teach a lot of people a thing or two.
Bye, Mr. Mortensen.
We're going to miss you, buster brown. Good boy.
We used every inch of space in the car to head up to "the Abyss" with everyone. I don't know if that is really the name of the place or not. Someone we know called it that and it has stuck. Miles of trails along slick rock, so though it is wet, not as muddy as some of our other trails right now.
On the weekends even Michael comes along. Sometimes all the guys come and there is much laughter and the walks are longer, trickier, steeper...but always fun. This time, though, it was only Michael. The holidays are really messing with our dog walk schedule!
West coast rain forest.
It's still cold here...tricky footing in some spots. Be careful.This walk was bittersweet. Viggo's last stroll with us. Today, he is on a train, Ontario bound. He and his moms are heading home. This is the last photo of the whole gang...our little fur baby play pals. There is an empty seat in my car now.
So, to those of you reading in Ontario...if you see this handsome rogue, tall dark and furry, with the most human glint in his eye and the big white cross on his chest, give him a snuggle for me and tell him I miss him. I never had a big dog of my own before, but this past summer we spent together was a great one. He's a damn fine dog. He could teach a lot of people a thing or two.
Bye, Mr. Mortensen.
We're going to miss you, buster brown. Good boy.
4 comments:
bye bye meatloaf.
Those walks with the dogs looks like so much fun and you guys are so lucky to live in such a beautiful place. I wish I could come along too!
I know that you're going to miss him so much. Will he be in my neck of the woods? I would love to give him a big ol hug for you.
would love to give him a hug he is adorable, would love to give them all a hug!
here's wishing you and yours a merry and peaceful christmas x
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