Sunday, August 27, 2017

Puppies to the Rescue!

Our uncle was in trouble! We raced to northern California to check on him. We were forced to stay in a cabin in the beautiful redwoods, because it's hard to find accommodations for our entire furry family. 

all the light touches is yours

Pound for pound, shouldn't we be allowed in establishments for only two fur kids <bats long doggie eyelashes>?  

I approve!

So you're saying we should eat our chews on our beds, not their nice rug? Deal!

Our humans took us on a long hike to tire us out, and we napped while they visited our favorite uncle. 

Big Basin Redwoods State Park

On arrival, he was doing much better! They played ping pong, basketball, and did yoga together. Before we left, they found a dog-friendly steam train that went through the redwoods! 

Roaring Camp & Big Trees Narrow-Gauge Railroad

I charmed some little girls, who dragged their mother over to sit by us. They petted me the entire hour we chugged along the tracks. 

who could resist?

We headed back during the eclipse, stopping for Noah's puppy bagels on our way. Happily, the world has gone to the dogs.

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Your Food Must Be Tastier Than Mine

Nacho staggered around the room, panting and shaking and arching his back.

Does Nacho have something to tell us?

My moms gathered around him, checking out his cute little body for clues. Why was he acting so strange? 

and you thought this old dog learned new tricks...

While searching the house, they discovered a chewed up empty ziplock bag. Our bloodhound buddy Moksha had come to visit, and her food and pills were gone.

Moksha weighs 120 lbs. Nacho weighs 27. 

Relieved the mystery was solved, they helped him vomit while he tried to eat everything all over again. Nacho!


Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Thunder Hike by Mr Bacchus

We happily hiked down the red dirt path, answering pee mail left for us by other dogs. The soil glittered along the dry river bed.  We hopped over smooth stones as the orange rainbow rock formations rose above the trees, our only clue this wasn't Mars.

getting dirty rules

At the end of the trail, a short climb offered sweeping views of the canyon while someone played a flute (this is not a joke...we thought we were in The NeverEnding Story).

no bouldering for us!

We hung out with our Grandpa while our moms hopped from rock to boulder.

best. day. ever.

Thunder accompanied us on the way back, and we were napping indoors before the torrential rain started. See you next time, Sedona!