A Word From Beardog

Me at Upper Little Lake in Rock Creek Canyon

Me and my mom at Upper Little Lake

As this is partially my blog too, I thought I'd weigh in. So this last week, my mom left me. She left me with the other two dogs. And that day started off so well! I got a walk at like 6 in the morning, it was still cool and pleasant. I saw bags going into the red car, but I figured I was outside, so I must be going. I should have known something was up though when they were putting bags in the red car. I can't fit in that damn car. Not with those other animals. Well, I was promptly put in the back yard and watched the car drive away without me. Stupid. But then things got better.

Clay and Aimee didn't go. And Aimee is a sucker! I got to sleep in their room (YES!) and woodwork with Clay. My favorite part is rolling in the wood shavings. And hanging out with the other dogs was okay too. Tiksha tries to play bite face a lot which is super annoying, but I'm over it.

When they got back from this trip they said it was super hot. I hate being hot. And they went to some place that doesn't allow dogs on the trails. Something about big trees. I don't know, but it sounds like I was better off rolling in wood shavings. But then we went for the sweetest hike ever the next day. Oh man, so many lakes! I swam in every one of them! I chased some squirrels, and while that black dog was lost chasing a bear, I got to lay down in the river. I hopped 4.8 miles that day. I was super tired when I got home, but my mom gave me lots of chicken treats and let me sleep for two days straight. I'm feeling better now and ready for my next adventure!