"The average dog is a nicer person than the average person."
~Andrew A. Rooney

About Me

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I'm a dog. Dog is good! I was born in 2007 on the day after Christmas, which makes me a late present... I live in Marin, California with my human daddy, Dan and human mummy, Angela. They wanted to adopt a rescue puppy and although they were pre-approved, the organization declined them at the last minute because they work (while also telling them that dogs are expensive to keep). Mummy and daddy were very sad but it all turned out for the best - we all got to rescue each other and they get to spend their hard earned money on me! I'm a lovable chap and enjoy swimming, snow, tennis balls, cuddling and having my tummy rubbed. Not necessarily in that order.

"Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole."
~Roger Caras

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Dog Days of Summer



We had a lot of fun at the end of the summer as we went to the mountains and to the beach quite a few times.
 

We had a wonderful time at Stinson Beach, chasing each other back and forth along the sand, and playing in the surf with my tennis balls. As usual, I was sick afterward as I always end up drinking so much sea water. At least I did it before I got in the car this time though.













Nevertheless I was allowed to join mummy and daddy for barbeque oysters at the oyster shack in Marshall. 


For our summer holidays, we went to Tahoe and did all sorts of hikes into the wilderness. I especially liked the ones where we found watering holes for me to swim about in and cool off.


One of the biggest hikes we did was to Salmon Lakes. We hiked all the way up to the furthest lake, where we finally stopped for some snacks.
Then daddy and I had swimming races, diving in at the same time and then seeing who could make it first to the island in the middle of the lake.

 

Afterward daddy laid on the warm granite in the sun while I went off to explore and search out squirrels.


Then we both sat and contemplated life...and it was good. 












Once again this summer I got to mountain bike, this time with daddy and his friend Brendan. We all raced around Donner Ridge.

Mummy and daddy decided that we were going to hike to the top of Squaw and I was excited because I thought it meant another ride up in the cable car. But oh no! Mummy and daddy decided that we would hike to the top. It was a tough climb up and I had to mountain climb up and over huge granite faces. Luckily there were pools to cool off in and things to chew along the way.
  
The best thing though was running through the grass at the top!