Bert Did It

 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

Love

Bert