Hey Everyone, I bet you thought I had died
or something. Nope, I am still here. My Vickie
writing this post and visiting as many of
my friends out there as she can, from her moms
computer. Cause you know, we don't get much
juice out of our Internet.
It has been so bloody hot here that this
is what I do all day long
every day while My Vickie works at the
kennel. We can't go anywhere cause
we have to make sure everything works
right and nothing goes wrong for our guests.
I am bored out of my gourd.
Oh yes, I get to go swimming every
now and again but nothing like what my
pal Dougal is doing these days.
He has moved to the east coast
and they live pretty near to this
very cool pond.
I am soooooo jealous. WE miss him
a lot but we are happy that he is happy.
Our mountains are beautiful (so I hear)
cause I dont' get to get out in them much
these days. I guess you know my
little bro KC died a few weeks ago
from a snake bite. Now My Vickie
is so paranoid that she has been going
up in the hills without me.
We have a really cute little neighbor that
moved in to our trees. John got this
cool picture. Anybody out there who
knows their birds wanna tell me
what this is?
My Vickie, her mom and Aunt, and John
went hiking up in the Alpine Meadows
this week. It was incredibly beautiful...
(I am told)
So another reason I am banned
from our mountains
is a certain kind of seed, or weed, or seed from
a weed......I don't know, but it is a nasty thing
and My Vickie was wondering if anyone
knows what kind of flower it comes from
so we could know what areas to stay out of
in August and September.
I don't have a picture of it but it is a
thin black needle like sticker. about half
an inch long and it hurts like the dickens
if you get one in your foot. And they
just appear on your coat out of no where
and they get between your toes
and like that nasty cheat grass, the make
their way up into your skin and "Boy
they hurt" Anybody know
what I am talking about?
This is my Buddy Wyatt. He has
had a pretty rough start to his life.
He is only eleven months old and has
already lived in three different houses.
In one house, he was kept in a little
cage all the time. That was for about
six months. Anyway, long story short,
Wyatt came to live with My Vickie's mom
and they are both very happy.
Well, this is what I wish I were doing
but for the time being.......
Take care my friends and think of
me now and again. My Vickie is going
to be staying with her mom for a while
cause she is very sick, so she is going
to drop by and visit as many as she can
Miss you all