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Showing posts with label Vacations. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vacations. Show all posts

Saturday, October 13, 2012

In which we finally do something exciting...

Exciting news - our boys did not get a bath for nothing!  We packed up the car, the boys, and their leashes and took them to the cool pines of northern Arizona.
I hope you don't mind a lot of pictures!
We decided to make it a little easier on ourselves and rent a cabin, which I think Monty appreciated - he isn't fond of roughing it.   
I'm not talking to you...
It was nice to get out of the heat and dust of the valley and see something green for a change!
Dad and his boys
...and wet!
You are seeing correctly - that is Sam in WATER!
He really seemed to like the creek:
Splash, splash, splash...
We even found a little dog park where we could let Monty run off leash!  This was a rare treat for our boy.
I is a wolf....

The brothers....
Playing catch...
This is great!
...and of course, there had to be a photo-bomb somewhere in all the photos.
Monty, you've got something stuck to your head...
Even Sam enjoyed the dog park!
I'm loving this!
 
 The boys enjoyed resting in our cabin in the evening.
Especially Sam, who takes begging seriously:
Don't try this at home - I'm an expert...
We spent a lot of time on the front porch listening to the wind in the trees.
It blows my butt furs something fierce too!
We had a little restaurant nearby where we could get dinner: 
We want fries with our hamburgers, Mom!

We got lot of hiking in:
...but it didn't matter where we went - it was all gorgeous!
The path to the dog park.
We took time to enjoy the scenery!
At the See Canyon Trail Head
We had two very happy boys!
Monty
Sam
...and a very happy family!
If you look closely you can see Monty between us!



Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Are there moose in Idaho?

I've been worried about Sam, lately. I don't think he quite comprehends what "going to Idaho" and "I'll be gone two weeks" means. I've talked to him about it several times, even considered getting out the map to show him. This morning, as I was feeding horses, he jogged past me. "Sam," I said, "would you like me to bring you something back from Idaho?"

He pauses and looks at me, "A moose," he says.


This makes me stop to look at him in return. "Sam, do you even know what a moose is?"


He looks around, spots a rabbit and stares at it for a minute. He has a wonderful concept of the human language, but I have stumped him. He looks back at me then, over his left shoulder, and grins. "Two moose?" he asks.


All I can do is sigh and smile at him. "I will see what I can do," I respond.


His wide grin gets wider. Satisfied, he resumes his journey, eager to make sure no bunnies have strayed into the yard.