tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5099823035472527972024-03-12T20:40:50.593-07:00Cardi-ologyThe musings of a self-proclaimed "crazy dog lady." Cardigan Welsh Corgis are my "heart dogs;" hence the name of my blog.Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.comBlogger39125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-25558960643346847702010-08-17T19:31:00.000-07:002010-08-17T19:57:17.781-07:00Paws it Forward.Wow! Kathy Miller, Sage, Denali, and Elbee sent the "terror trio" some wonderful Paws it Forward goodies. Watson, Fig, and Duncan received treats, a "crazy" squirrel, squeaky toys, and my all-time favorite, the ever-popular Babble Ball. The dogs love the Babble Ball, especially at 5:30am. Note to self: Turn it off before bedtime.<div><br /></div><div>While the dogs played with all their new toys, I marveled at the "treats" that were included for the humans. There was a wonderfully soft, snuggly blanket covered with dog paws (no, Teddy, you may not take it to college with you). Then there was "The Mug." "The Mug" is perhaps one of the neatest presents I have received in years. On its front is a picture of puppies Watson and brother Holmes sitting next to daddy Chase. It is truly a lifetime keepsake. Sadly, my pictures don't do it justice.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you, Kathy, thank you!</div><div><br /></div><div>So, to continue with Paws it Forward, the first two people to comment on this post with your email address, will get goodies (I can't promise custom mugs).</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQtWb8c6Fje9z7kzgPd3ueWMa_hrhnvQQEsQyj2p_57NUUbEa2Vgzk565cnlPvOk4TVBDKR1hy2NCzc0TUrO3LjuIgOQ27M95As-2QygPkIUxOmYOpPpRbin1Dd5HItbNuu6r1_YeIyoN/s1600/080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdQtWb8c6Fje9z7kzgPd3ueWMa_hrhnvQQEsQyj2p_57NUUbEa2Vgzk565cnlPvOk4TVBDKR1hy2NCzc0TUrO3LjuIgOQ27M95As-2QygPkIUxOmYOpPpRbin1Dd5HItbNuu6r1_YeIyoN/s400/080.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506577784810211218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU1qLmsAhIdNi4y4rJpxfChzE38TSHIcQndbJg1X8fS5neiGUupow8sGY_EsuzQkaSsmh7kOLwQjF0Pl8zyOSSohahlwkuJH4s0wZemUGy2Zq8McyN-ZyjR3OS_Uu-0sP0-0guHVzVR6hY/s1600/082.JPG"><img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcIzo0VlnWwAzw1IvSGu_hUlCSK_J3tE3jSdru-4RtWdMHF7p8vx1X9mxcgKtfKw27RHr-d1sALL_PnVyk067SVjNCOuNe0NIoU3rHJB0SMPXhMB_JQ-5DBBFkiupBn8K6rCg4pVOMDn-H/s400/104.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506576420239520578" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-35347831959160686732010-03-25T20:43:00.000-07:002010-03-25T21:14:13.860-07:00More Tahoe Pictures<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSG_R_Ve2z7d0kzkheIqmDmhF5AbNGgRWnXUwVWk9qAwD8gSejU4JwcAz9zdVRegJrddBOel9Pi7r1vTLMh0d6qppMHSYUz3Wy6TBU16FDLFek5BAYpWunqvyuRkou_936J7BcWJEgREo/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452787782754519698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQSG_R_Ve2z7d0kzkheIqmDmhF5AbNGgRWnXUwVWk9qAwD8gSejU4JwcAz9zdVRegJrddBOel9Pi7r1vTLMh0d6qppMHSYUz3Wy6TBU16FDLFek5BAYpWunqvyuRkou_936J7BcWJEgREo/s400/002.JPG" /></a> Filling up in Napa. Watson is shocked at the price of gas!<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4cXYC5pWmRtruhkDTMkPlahN1V8qxNFFo_GBueJHq5kgEYfhixzTtlThgrq9tJApLaVQUApgHfZOSm-0U8AoxkooWI65lWAj91o5EHAaik8nx8_Hy7dO-jJrRLBsaQcaypkacRUQIBaX/s1600/010.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452787666789654834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV4cXYC5pWmRtruhkDTMkPlahN1V8qxNFFo_GBueJHq5kgEYfhixzTtlThgrq9tJApLaVQUApgHfZOSm-0U8AoxkooWI65lWAj91o5EHAaik8nx8_Hy7dO-jJrRLBsaQcaypkacRUQIBaX/s400/010.JPG" /></a> Watching the in-car DVD. Watson loved "The South Park Movie." "You killed Kenny....."<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0z4_SfBDpXBNbiNS0UVW7FsLXDj9-ao62PSsxjxxKEgvBqMlXhewhSRj2sxH9-7Paf_XxZA_w6PC5l79Y7qZEyTNUWng0uxvQjEWo6pvD-lvir3CknSXuzNLZpZyLSSIBmwOgx_TlMS6/s1600/013.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452787522277150898" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY0z4_SfBDpXBNbiNS0UVW7FsLXDj9-ao62PSsxjxxKEgvBqMlXhewhSRj2sxH9-7Paf_XxZA_w6PC5l79Y7qZEyTNUWng0uxvQjEWo6pvD-lvir3CknSXuzNLZpZyLSSIBmwOgx_TlMS6/s400/013.JPG" /></a> Fig has seen the movie a few (hundred) times. He was bored.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQWz3-6ayTc68hDiLllxxUP1V1MKKxKE7CtHgdEohn13cSJBiY8HmlupVzwH90I0-Zoh6EBzO8CYsfSRx5i3D6bI5m9a0XqVU2uUeeCO_nZMz5Enu6um7kKFdxFBOBsugmSLRnEPuCVwb/s1600/051.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452787320350588578" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUQWz3-6ayTc68hDiLllxxUP1V1MKKxKE7CtHgdEohn13cSJBiY8HmlupVzwH90I0-Zoh6EBzO8CYsfSRx5i3D6bI5m9a0XqVU2uUeeCO_nZMz5Enu6um7kKFdxFBOBsugmSLRnEPuCVwb/s400/051.JPG" /></a> My human boys ate this for lunch before we went home. It was a long, smelly drive back to Napa.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKsbEgeHtgggJHfPpxaM8amyBkGJ6Xo8JOrRuU9mrXkTtr61uNjF7Xl4yEZhSssW_HIpmblaGHoLqiDdMkkHCL40DVzUUSS0PHNWFxoRNfZ_e8yRBXPatkiNHaamaVWtjbDfr1uJDE3H3/s1600/089.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452787070228536882" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgiKsbEgeHtgggJHfPpxaM8amyBkGJ6Xo8JOrRuU9mrXkTtr61uNjF7Xl4yEZhSssW_HIpmblaGHoLqiDdMkkHCL40DVzUUSS0PHNWFxoRNfZ_e8yRBXPatkiNHaamaVWtjbDfr1uJDE3H3/s400/089.JPG" /></a> Fig makes the best pillow.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMYXnkoEiUs8q29UAP-mXrax8dMDQdQ_i_eXRz0pLKC2v6i6GJAhhCONEeQE1OrC9ncWvGbXfTjrOu__tpibQA6-dVNhPI9Zk1OwfnPGzgPOGGHM26XNjmaWxFZcpCsFgZZYIjEVzObjn/s1600/061.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452786778944488370" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXMYXnkoEiUs8q29UAP-mXrax8dMDQdQ_i_eXRz0pLKC2v6i6GJAhhCONEeQE1OrC9ncWvGbXfTjrOu__tpibQA6-dVNhPI9Zk1OwfnPGzgPOGGHM26XNjmaWxFZcpCsFgZZYIjEVzObjn/s400/061.JPG" /></a> Good-bye, lake, see you in three weeks!<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-29754825968429793482010-03-21T19:22:00.000-07:002010-03-21T20:37:31.447-07:00Life's A Beach....Only in California can you spend the morning on the slopes, and the afternoon on the beach, all in one idyllic location: Lake Tahoe.<br /><br />While the three older kids <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">skied</span>, Nelson and I went exploring. I tried to get some pictures of Fig and Watson "on the slopes," but with the record snowfall this year, they pretty much sank. So, we hit the beach instead.<br /><br />While on King's Beach, I had one of the funniest conversations about Corgis that I have ever had. A man walked up to me and asked the inevitable, "What kind of dogs are those?" To which I replied, "Cardigan Welsh Corgis."<br /><br />" My sister's got one of those, though hers is a Welsh one," says he.<br /><br />"Oh, she must have a Pembroke Corgi," says I. He scratched his jaw for a moment and said, "Nope, hers is Welsh."<br /><br />"Well, there are two types of Corgis, but they both originated in Wales."<br /><br />I will never forget his reply, " Must be a different dog, I'm pretty sure hers came from Fresno."<br /><br />I LOVE people!<br /><br />Note: Duncan prefers warm weather, and warm beds. He stayed "back on the ranch," where, according to my mother, he was hand-fed raw chicken breasts, and watched lots of PBS TV.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgozw3VZcSZRcsoRTBz08_DDg6AJH7cDlNoZyUMWK1_We1fcfskl-ydZEwc7c70ddt67WMctBRC2QVUUCEnXwSoTrVx58N8e9PR3ln5tJK8lTSLqnXwhs2WFzJ3Fr6i0lKuSmMRSZNpToXK/s1600-h/322.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451283307695883986" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgozw3VZcSZRcsoRTBz08_DDg6AJH7cDlNoZyUMWK1_We1fcfskl-ydZEwc7c70ddt67WMctBRC2QVUUCEnXwSoTrVx58N8e9PR3ln5tJK8lTSLqnXwhs2WFzJ3Fr6i0lKuSmMRSZNpToXK/s400/322.JPG" /></a> After a long day on the slopes, Ian relaxes at The Bridge Tender in Tahoe City.<br /><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio-s9uZWXWAxBX5-Usic72zR-cNLlOlhp2jF-0xyfKojULCDQ3rKTuVfEbcWXn5UZaquSQnR_2MEs2d7fDmGgb-RKAViVQCKsnNzzfJX8CTfrNZBr068Iichb9xR9mvu9AyLiqa1PalI-C/s1600-h/321.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451283072910956722" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEio-s9uZWXWAxBX5-Usic72zR-cNLlOlhp2jF-0xyfKojULCDQ3rKTuVfEbcWXn5UZaquSQnR_2MEs2d7fDmGgb-RKAViVQCKsnNzzfJX8CTfrNZBr068Iichb9xR9mvu9AyLiqa1PalI-C/s400/321.JPG" /></a> Only 5 more years Maddie, and you too can be sitting at the bar.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJURyubrTzxoO2bNg4rN16bt0-t_GU0OgTWTUqJkKocqMQezWL9fJKVDosUmFQ7bt4sBEWCrwMHMSiZpPFXcIvuXZiVlpOTj1AcQMuDSzT3vP6usKganqBTVGZ0p68YO6lwr5ZCSIB8Ah/s1600-h/345.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282706565223634" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwJURyubrTzxoO2bNg4rN16bt0-t_GU0OgTWTUqJkKocqMQezWL9fJKVDosUmFQ7bt4sBEWCrwMHMSiZpPFXcIvuXZiVlpOTj1AcQMuDSzT3vP6usKganqBTVGZ0p68YO6lwr5ZCSIB8Ah/s400/345.JPG" /></a> Kings's Beach. March, 2010. Can you spot the BADDOGS in the FAR distance?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneuKPsqwyb7lpsoTCape2E99Nj4i-kkay0erYIXssI8Fni6O6wUKuG0PQ2edk5RyJD8Ra0qdOdUT25Je0BiOE5gkm-IvfNAbnjo-YovWeLh7EZ-swxo4O1pN2bheRmWKnFoXa6ld-CH5O/s1600-h/344.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282393665010834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgneuKPsqwyb7lpsoTCape2E99Nj4i-kkay0erYIXssI8Fni6O6wUKuG0PQ2edk5RyJD8Ra0qdOdUT25Je0BiOE5gkm-IvfNAbnjo-YovWeLh7EZ-swxo4O1pN2bheRmWKnFoXa6ld-CH5O/s400/344.JPG" /></a><br />The lake and surrounding mountains.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxk-34-ICCerwHx-Fqwl6ZN8lm3QOIipVUoswpVx6whm_6y1XfrgkOSQrt5h6QwjZcELG-nQHmSIrFks71OouECL1Je7Hm_GJFhoWrvI1BKZ9rJTj8xnSE2lnWt2Xc0CgTUv-ews2e0ln/s1600-h/343.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451282131640254690" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicxk-34-ICCerwHx-Fqwl6ZN8lm3QOIipVUoswpVx6whm_6y1XfrgkOSQrt5h6QwjZcELG-nQHmSIrFks71OouECL1Je7Hm_GJFhoWrvI1BKZ9rJTj8xnSE2lnWt2Xc0CgTUv-ews2e0ln/s400/343.JPG" /></a> Ditto.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENtZAsoSm1KgL8oenEobaiLUp-EKHyQrKdhG42-JJTWO9je64tJO5qDGmhgev6_4Nabi41C1Bzx2S2mxCZSUUVR3FdRCxM3zBzC0ISCArw9pDLsuXhon10ZJXsuvPlu9jXiCBMXyKZ-LV/s1600-h/327.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451281729601484482" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgENtZAsoSm1KgL8oenEobaiLUp-EKHyQrKdhG42-JJTWO9je64tJO5qDGmhgev6_4Nabi41C1Bzx2S2mxCZSUUVR3FdRCxM3zBzC0ISCArw9pDLsuXhon10ZJXsuvPlu9jXiCBMXyKZ-LV/s400/327.JPG" /></a> Another day in paradise.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN65mV38oVm6jL41cYsKnkbHg_QFgbe9OqLlaHiUFQOnf4J25gL33GOKq6-ETD04Rg6AnMozPh8KqEqXHw0SND0keXEzX-3KFQyEWYsIuGLQtmInAI_X2ko-w-VBBfqy4AATqQdCQwBaOA/s1600-h/323.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451281327027835570" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN65mV38oVm6jL41cYsKnkbHg_QFgbe9OqLlaHiUFQOnf4J25gL33GOKq6-ETD04Rg6AnMozPh8KqEqXHw0SND0keXEzX-3KFQyEWYsIuGLQtmInAI_X2ko-w-VBBfqy4AATqQdCQwBaOA/s400/323.JPG" /></a> Nelson takes Watson and Fig for a run.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDRieFIG-FaykmY058C24SAdBYXnylG43VAaneYRPTM73Wtua_3E0DI8L5nlWKVNbrpUREVnwTuTZYhZYbP6ZCh92_SQHQH6p0lpWQSs50GXynkcpeLQtpXpwYhh6eUWVstXPfDRcQcAd0/s1600-h/335.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451280965055093410" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDRieFIG-FaykmY058C24SAdBYXnylG43VAaneYRPTM73Wtua_3E0DI8L5nlWKVNbrpUREVnwTuTZYhZYbP6ZCh92_SQHQH6p0lpWQSs50GXynkcpeLQtpXpwYhh6eUWVstXPfDRcQcAd0/s400/335.JPG" /></a> Fabulous Fig.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZ5D_G0eNho7Yct5eCyqsjZpeHaIgWboTrbnsoPnUalvMzFCeYis5a5YF0Wtb7kBuQGbyxxAi4s3T8eivpdZRMZf2d7t22xvAlu10T-neOqdng6heh3Wlu5sl2nubVqvo34_1ECatrzlq/s1600-h/340.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451280689509164802" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZ5D_G0eNho7Yct5eCyqsjZpeHaIgWboTrbnsoPnUalvMzFCeYis5a5YF0Wtb7kBuQGbyxxAi4s3T8eivpdZRMZf2d7t22xvAlu10T-neOqdng6heh3Wlu5sl2nubVqvo34_1ECatrzlq/s400/340.JPG" /></a> What a handsome boy! (Notice how Watson always has his nose to the ground. Good dog!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97AfOzKsBu7Z2nqBLObyRnnrcn_tKlQFuV7LK6-UKZjC8Uk4o_hjsLwWEdhABrnYkKEKQrcF-vClYYvlYXQvKOhC8o_iGp66tdSzU4lbrJ-4geQ_lBapefw6QTZ01R32viuvynFMvZ7nv/s1600-h/347.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451279941682657778" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi97AfOzKsBu7Z2nqBLObyRnnrcn_tKlQFuV7LK6-UKZjC8Uk4o_hjsLwWEdhABrnYkKEKQrcF-vClYYvlYXQvKOhC8o_iGp66tdSzU4lbrJ-4geQ_lBapefw6QTZ01R32viuvynFMvZ7nv/s400/347.JPG" /></a> BFF's There was a <strong>very</strong> strict leash law ($250.00 fine) but nowhere was it written that the leash had to be attached to a human.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWu1lxBNXoFUBSnKX_aIpu1hCEdEkE29-oSzVOeQpfbYAXR8GqLCmPuXZwaYFdAiVzalIIS0qRH3dwHnM-SNFZjes41LGPbeAlsoUGTQRs7PriDG_cNb_U80SvLRLkP5DOgaAgdcbAeTwh/s1600-h/346.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451279523647469826" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWu1lxBNXoFUBSnKX_aIpu1hCEdEkE29-oSzVOeQpfbYAXR8GqLCmPuXZwaYFdAiVzalIIS0qRH3dwHnM-SNFZjes41LGPbeAlsoUGTQRs7PriDG_cNb_U80SvLRLkP5DOgaAgdcbAeTwh/s400/346.JPG" /></a><br />Gotcha!<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvU_LGbfgqbF-2Rrdg7ca_-UAIfLICbxkQ1fCLzYBBXul8kpYT1Mm1BXRfJVIV6sxJHi2FDkndjuA9liMNe8neHLeU1oGTBLx_coCWX08zy1_qS8BiH5Uakq7cm8VBPkmbrqisTeyGdIDr/s1600-h/355.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451279221420064034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvU_LGbfgqbF-2Rrdg7ca_-UAIfLICbxkQ1fCLzYBBXul8kpYT1Mm1BXRfJVIV6sxJHi2FDkndjuA9liMNe8neHLeU1oGTBLx_coCWX08zy1_qS8BiH5Uakq7cm8VBPkmbrqisTeyGdIDr/s400/355.JPG" /></a><br />I love this place.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3AWT5z8bMezGkGjXjs9GhuP8vh4EUtOpKa3_iF_P1piPSCPqWCLf_3gkggCZvSyvBraqvrt-5zcJzFw2BoxihZwzTL7IyOVMHvZJRhZOE5lGPKEX3XY2ezhWEsVO-J5MK0XXQsT8Ga_IN/s1600-h/365.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451278914120881698" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3AWT5z8bMezGkGjXjs9GhuP8vh4EUtOpKa3_iF_P1piPSCPqWCLf_3gkggCZvSyvBraqvrt-5zcJzFw2BoxihZwzTL7IyOVMHvZJRhZOE5lGPKEX3XY2ezhWEsVO-J5MK0XXQsT8Ga_IN/s400/365.JPG" /></a> A nap after a long day of fun.<br /><div><div> </div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-27594255855712032772010-03-18T13:39:00.000-07:002010-03-18T13:59:28.160-07:00Weekend PlansI have four children. My eldest and my youngest were born in March. Therefore, March is a busy month for me. If you do the math, you'll realize that 18, and 13 years ago, June was a busy month for me as well. ;-)<br /><br />Alas, I digress (what's new?). My son Nelson turned 13 on March 4<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">th</span>, my daughter Teddy will be 18 on March 28th. And! Watson will be six-months-old tomorrow. So to celebrate these milestones, we're going to Tahoe for a long weekend. Sleds, skis, snow, kids, and Corgis.<br /><br />We have two cameras, new memory cards, and jackets with lots of zippered pockets. Check for photos tomorrow.Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-64974783848532527472010-03-04T20:40:00.000-08:002010-03-04T22:21:49.590-08:00Guess Who's Coming to Dinner, and Spending the W'end?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3D-D9zyj8-5QPtyegzZocKemdcKihqqcWIU4b9ZW3NDlsFamsuZj8siNZrB-kvbIrwjO7dh6sfzzaJhWofJr5o8GeU_sbd2zU1asM4jVCIKhyphenhyphen1KW0dKAAzYMyZeytPoYJDzDGTGajK4RY/s1600-h/010.JPG"></a>Yup, Captain and Malibu! Trenton and Denise had a funeral to attend in Los Angeles, and asked me to look after <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Cappy</span> and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mally</span> (my son Nelson's name for Malibu). They're here until Sunday. I'm sorry that a tragedy in Trenton's family <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">necessitated</span> the slumber party, but we're having a blast.<br /><br />Today was Nelson's 13<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> birthday, and we had a small party at the ranch to celebrate. I took all five dogs, Captain, Fig, Watson, <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error">Mailbu</span>, and Duncan. Poor Duncan thinks he has sunk past Dante's 7<span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error">th</span> Circle. He is not amused by the chaos that surrounds him.<br /><br />Here are some quick pictures.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Eld7l-qUDW7XZ2IkOZ-Z21FaQIOqpflVR3i4Et_Mrp7sJGPzfCT7oqtcgFMbm7wSPhL8F1MMHs1GhL6nO-FN8M-ivPDFUU6mMh6i4G35RrtqmYw0q_DEQqYG5ZLB9SkyyiRCTc8uDhYt/s1600-h/038.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445009163734950354" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Eld7l-qUDW7XZ2IkOZ-Z21FaQIOqpflVR3i4Et_Mrp7sJGPzfCT7oqtcgFMbm7wSPhL8F1MMHs1GhL6nO-FN8M-ivPDFUU6mMh6i4G35RrtqmYw0q_DEQqYG5ZLB9SkyyiRCTc8uDhYt/s400/038.JPG" /></a> Off we go to the ranch. Fig, Ian, Malibu, and Captain.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS8osKzHHWMVyFYKEd_WWpT4yd7RxWHohCfhsJkEV3FSRA-EBUlXDPbOCrUbvXXl8L7oHCWuFHz_XWXuZTj9eAs1-3IyZHLKoNv0WoDpwimK2XqRh6SLmTlFJ5Knt81ApNYgdj5rIZlg3r/s1600-h/035.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445008405457127266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS8osKzHHWMVyFYKEd_WWpT4yd7RxWHohCfhsJkEV3FSRA-EBUlXDPbOCrUbvXXl8L7oHCWuFHz_XWXuZTj9eAs1-3IyZHLKoNv0WoDpwimK2XqRh6SLmTlFJ5Knt81ApNYgdj5rIZlg3r/s400/035.JPG" /></a></div><div>Malibu says, "This is my good side. Wait! I don't have a bad side." BTW, she is the most well-behaved, sweetest Corgi girl out there. We had a long talk about tracking. Ahemm, Denise. ;-)<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizTsS4KBGy6P0netRegd1EkJNNsYAfBsm4MYKwa2mF8B2w9yrSYDvkTzXl21vMkDv2zy8tGiGLMgohtHo2ICF9GujmsOsab61nLyaSJ0e23KS72_kCCEUDl98iaRGtz_EQt3lSa3hFZ5gf/s1600-h/034.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445008209456355026" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizTsS4KBGy6P0netRegd1EkJNNsYAfBsm4MYKwa2mF8B2w9yrSYDvkTzXl21vMkDv2zy8tGiGLMgohtHo2ICF9GujmsOsab61nLyaSJ0e23KS72_kCCEUDl98iaRGtz_EQt3lSa3hFZ5gf/s400/034.JPG" /></a> "Well, come on, let's go. I heard there was going to be a party. Girls just want to have fun!"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOAhPB_iCV4W6hmFomX3kzIp6V1M-9ZOOLMJwKAG0H4LTW86L1u7XgZhC0iekiwWnDvnY0h01Xo4EgftsUrr1fcrQec_rMJsNw4GVp1aU5rFfezJDAzGuOzuc9zJwI-0is-piXu9PkrPo/s1600-h/027.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445007946071604866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBOAhPB_iCV4W6hmFomX3kzIp6V1M-9ZOOLMJwKAG0H4LTW86L1u7XgZhC0iekiwWnDvnY0h01Xo4EgftsUrr1fcrQec_rMJsNw4GVp1aU5rFfezJDAzGuOzuc9zJwI-0is-piXu9PkrPo/s400/027.JPG" /></a> Party time! "I love the ranch...dogs ARE people here. See my good manners, my elbows are not on the table, but I miss you mom and dad."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4f884MVrNUhe9dmemUVf_ECf8CTf-j0OZBN2SKTrWfqXhEQ1QLWkZNZLcEzh_adOLcZomHak6lQRT0YlQJl07hY0X8J8sNTM8wc9Ugs7J16k9Ym8cZnu3TrPDsnU7ZJJm8nRH8knCRoR4/s1600-h/020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445007695315381602" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4f884MVrNUhe9dmemUVf_ECf8CTf-j0OZBN2SKTrWfqXhEQ1QLWkZNZLcEzh_adOLcZomHak6lQRT0YlQJl07hY0X8J8sNTM8wc9Ugs7J16k9Ym8cZnu3TrPDsnU7ZJJm8nRH8knCRoR4/s400/020.JPG" /></a> Ian and Captain.<br /><br /></div><div>Now we get into "BADDOG" territory....<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOWpAlHwt2qpxV2ZcDSYRWDWovNrInmHAWU4s5KNCRNXP7EPArCdWcsQaaU5ixbhENdPRo1iZw0eNUjx8L-vVDVM0Wx_SOx0l34obdDXLJPQkNsjwcO4oRMerfqdfFo5gr9CglNV7mrApb/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445007334853707106" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOWpAlHwt2qpxV2ZcDSYRWDWovNrInmHAWU4s5KNCRNXP7EPArCdWcsQaaU5ixbhENdPRo1iZw0eNUjx8L-vVDVM0Wx_SOx0l34obdDXLJPQkNsjwcO4oRMerfqdfFo5gr9CglNV7mrApb/s400/017.JPG" /></a>" Hmm, is that cake I smell?"<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6-lEq3EVNT7ybbkti3uSO0VSxPiDqM7HVhUFDQ6JQd81pSmPDjRrqqiMmcjv4C3k1ADBwpNuDHgTFh6nUXWufNRpr4v_V8hx7BMa5MdnWBoX1l41cbgJUgx_1Gjyh3De8mbNMWnY6icx/s1600-h/028.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445007119767295266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjB6-lEq3EVNT7ybbkti3uSO0VSxPiDqM7HVhUFDQ6JQd81pSmPDjRrqqiMmcjv4C3k1ADBwpNuDHgTFh6nUXWufNRpr4v_V8hx7BMa5MdnWBoX1l41cbgJUgx_1Gjyh3De8mbNMWnY6icx/s400/028.JPG" /></a> "Being the good tracking dog that I am, I must investigate this delicious aroma."<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWh9BAg43-igLBSZOLfu8nuKu7xuZ6wHu4S8gVa2CfpnzpbxFaEXBQr14T5TLbYRjSgE47gxnku3G-EAlBa5e3oO_4E4yCEByjZAKbRD7vv-NQrMYe-5lotdorY4JoI_rXbpuKctgTaX3/s1600-h/029.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445006839918524850" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXWh9BAg43-igLBSZOLfu8nuKu7xuZ6wHu4S8gVa2CfpnzpbxFaEXBQr14T5TLbYRjSgE47gxnku3G-EAlBa5e3oO_4E4yCEByjZAKbRD7vv-NQrMYe-5lotdorY4JoI_rXbpuKctgTaX3/s400/029.JPG" /></a> "Damn, no cake, but there ARE chips, and an iPhone. Perhaps I can call and order cake?"</div><div></div><div></div><div>Thank you, Trenton and Denise for entrusting me with your wonderful dogs. We're back on the ranch tomorrow. Hope you're doing OK in L.A.<br /><br /></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-87868728625845440032010-02-25T22:01:00.000-08:002010-02-25T22:12:49.027-08:00Fig and WatsonThe evening began with a <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">pre</span>-dinner "ferocious" <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error">frap</span>....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBFuU7be8KZ2-I6XX4I1Unq5u7MA16OTkxOqLPsmh4YikiDgcolOzwxXxVJnmtHn5MnMQAQuwN3SVsgxpajycAO16BUYaB4nYy5c-BBuXDxtqAsyF6hsNBL6Pj6HediKynZ2u9eG_JUvvp/s1600-h/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442428763656557938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBFuU7be8KZ2-I6XX4I1Unq5u7MA16OTkxOqLPsmh4YikiDgcolOzwxXxVJnmtHn5MnMQAQuwN3SVsgxpajycAO16BUYaB4nYy5c-BBuXDxtqAsyF6hsNBL6Pj6HediKynZ2u9eG_JUvvp/s400/002.JPG" /></a> <span style="color:#000000;">And ended with a</span> cuddly after-dinner nap.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi666iEh2DpRCy7blGpZzysFMap68brCqEkAEcxy-R-i6HVULjSnQ4P9n2WZWObglzD48PLnjEWqqp_4Ar8FzjwZS2IMl-SuWhxnbePz6nMvGkQYW-wEQzqg6GPhXL1ZZWufMGxC1-OeBGb/s1600-h/004.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442428621084950290" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi666iEh2DpRCy7blGpZzysFMap68brCqEkAEcxy-R-i6HVULjSnQ4P9n2WZWObglzD48PLnjEWqqp_4Ar8FzjwZS2IMl-SuWhxnbePz6nMvGkQYW-wEQzqg6GPhXL1ZZWufMGxC1-OeBGb/s400/004.JPG" /></a>(Ian was worried that Fig looked cold, so he wrapped him in my daughter's bathrobe.)<br /><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-30714381637504331482010-02-22T07:29:00.000-08:002010-02-22T07:31:25.424-08:00Track Laying Through Watson's EyesNo comment necessary....<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnA4SS0zrP_0GDIBJKw0V5TlVNoEmzfRjmQ4MZc-qbydDpQPfB3BpsXgPVl20e2pSKgQY1LGeeuSNDb2XIx_hSKNkPoB4iz07pilruB_dOdXI-jcLCzX7TefUwgyR0PHbgkFXrfCLeWXEy/s1600-h/abc.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441090544730208242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnA4SS0zrP_0GDIBJKw0V5TlVNoEmzfRjmQ4MZc-qbydDpQPfB3BpsXgPVl20e2pSKgQY1LGeeuSNDb2XIx_hSKNkPoB4iz07pilruB_dOdXI-jcLCzX7TefUwgyR0PHbgkFXrfCLeWXEy/s400/abc.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-29904806680033766742010-02-20T18:14:00.000-08:002010-02-22T08:46:18.920-08:00Tracking + Seminar=FUN!Today, Watson, Ian and I went to an intro to tracking seminar. It was VERY informative, and between classroom-type lectures, we got to work our dogs on actual tracks. All the dogs were beginner trackers, so the tracks were quite straight forward, but last one included an obtuse turn.<br /><br />Watson was the youngest dog there by several years, remember he's only 5-months-old, and he was spectacular! Our instructor, Kyla Smay kept saying what a "lovely dog" he was. I guess you don't need a "fancy" dog for tracking. :-)<br /><br />Here are some pictures:<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi26MQ6bdVY5Vyh2vN6g3_KaXZHpreISiEQKOziyPa7wR88EWVllmH8TMz494pcPYKgmvfQnZuvJF5DVdwAusa0unjscbXjrJAHYsF-oV6FTO-9xpI0LSd3xfPQH9NySfbkQN2aWGeGgJhz/s1600-h/260.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440518911732095410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi26MQ6bdVY5Vyh2vN6g3_KaXZHpreISiEQKOziyPa7wR88EWVllmH8TMz494pcPYKgmvfQnZuvJF5DVdwAusa0unjscbXjrJAHYsF-oV6FTO-9xpI0LSd3xfPQH9NySfbkQN2aWGeGgJhz/s400/260.JPG" border="0" /></a> Getting ready for our 3rd track. Harness on, and leash ready to be snapped in place.<br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJdIJfn9AZiMzVbheXgfTq1bhaJmURNbDuM1RLJogewB7AobRXkjC5ZG70QdCA6P_hzInh4Kke7khWQ1ary8DLDILoTq4g5EZ5PfDqjAXjiFjsCayp-LjUAa3twssDKO_cJpV_GZDQ-NA/s1600-h/251.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440518492486225042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxJdIJfn9AZiMzVbheXgfTq1bhaJmURNbDuM1RLJogewB7AobRXkjC5ZG70QdCA6P_hzInh4Kke7khWQ1ary8DLDILoTq4g5EZ5PfDqjAXjiFjsCayp-LjUAa3twssDKO_cJpV_GZDQ-NA/s400/251.JPG" border="0" /></a> Waiting my turn to track is B-O-R-I-N-G.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVR3-KVghlaZ3vLwR4T5USudmbYpAxHlkFKCYcMz_VO1-O0fGB16X1HzN_TlnOeMe83BX70GDWp5Sdj42xIV5Vffu9GAPOlvig1qpChyphenhyphen69VqXSmxzb8wkd4ouoDs4Pg9X2ZZE3b-HuZGeo/s1600-h/240.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440517424663984674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVR3-KVghlaZ3vLwR4T5USudmbYpAxHlkFKCYcMz_VO1-O0fGB16X1HzN_TlnOeMe83BX70GDWp5Sdj42xIV5Vffu9GAPOlvig1qpChyphenhyphen69VqXSmxzb8wkd4ouoDs4Pg9X2ZZE3b-HuZGeo/s400/240.JPG" border="0" /></a> Watson waiting while Ian and I sign in.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzUPBPqvjF4ix48d_vei7egnvQB98viSniYvtqCFAefpWv5oJzlJbSFl2uSKfSh2PLs_-VLOppLLke5fB7UZ03JHVuwIRw5-Cwr5GGIOPrNsjPYhK_PIPHZvgCwP_rDTX0bo6WBOrM8l0/s1600-h/226.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440516871844935410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIzUPBPqvjF4ix48d_vei7egnvQB98viSniYvtqCFAefpWv5oJzlJbSFl2uSKfSh2PLs_-VLOppLLke5fB7UZ03JHVuwIRw5-Cwr5GGIOPrNsjPYhK_PIPHZvgCwP_rDTX0bo6WBOrM8l0/s400/226.JPG" border="0" /></a> Whoa! There are new dogs here. I think I look a bit like dad in this picture.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPVX9BxIZN4De6EM5f_riCpy3INHWi9Ayl0_X3f9UY2C0r8m4nvpHSiAxtEnKh4dst-O1d5J-dd_52T2MbGljCoWnd-IgASapKzH3J7zs8t-31nAouH4ufUD_FZYxZL_0ESwD5ZViDV-c/s1600-h/231.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440516266688040658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicPVX9BxIZN4De6EM5f_riCpy3INHWi9Ayl0_X3f9UY2C0r8m4nvpHSiAxtEnKh4dst-O1d5J-dd_52T2MbGljCoWnd-IgASapKzH3J7zs8t-31nAouH4ufUD_FZYxZL_0ESwD5ZViDV-c/s400/231.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kyla fits me for my harness. Mom's going to order my own on Monday.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt15G8xgK1PEHLhhDICtoJqB2vlKaOsHG_F0sUMqzgLpL38gedBvNHxVfApvaUWvN36kdWujUDi4hz4Vxh0Wxt4huuXQNuYa5iNzNpzPC-JKp-f6mhSH0R29UCNzT3Juul09MwXclJCZdY/s1600-h/238.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440515506123095234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjt15G8xgK1PEHLhhDICtoJqB2vlKaOsHG_F0sUMqzgLpL38gedBvNHxVfApvaUWvN36kdWujUDi4hz4Vxh0Wxt4huuXQNuYa5iNzNpzPC-JKp-f6mhSH0R29UCNzT3Juul09MwXclJCZdY/s400/238.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ready to go!<br /><br /><br /></div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoU-G7_VPvF0A9wZG2c-6zEznX4Wd8ewSjE_pPc7KnBOmtbwLPwpmfvP2zIIt9MsK9eSdmaBhG6j_QU2BdVlVl47mfAVP-nCTBH_0LCi3S40IMf6bLBscB_1DL7OTO5oYRxU4EzvIVl2Bh/s1600-h/261.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440515002953730098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoU-G7_VPvF0A9wZG2c-6zEznX4Wd8ewSjE_pPc7KnBOmtbwLPwpmfvP2zIIt9MsK9eSdmaBhG6j_QU2BdVlVl47mfAVP-nCTBH_0LCi3S40IMf6bLBscB_1DL7OTO5oYRxU4EzvIVl2Bh/s400/261.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />The end of the day. Tracking is hard work.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-15320222925343610612010-02-18T11:06:00.000-08:002010-02-18T13:07:19.484-08:00Road Trip!<span style="color:#ff0000;">Please Note: Ian was taking pictures of Fig and Watson at a tubing park on Mt. Hood. My camera <em>was </em>in his pants pocket. My camera may eventually be found during the spring thaw on Mt. Hood (if there is one). It wasn't an expensive camera, but the pictures in it were priceless. </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">I downloaded the following pictures from the <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">Internet</span>. Use your imaginations to visualize two happy <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">Cardis</span> in each photo. :-(</span><br /><br />A few months ago, my son, Ian, and four other classmates were chosen to represent their school (St. John's Lutheran) in a Knowledge Bowl competition. It's like Jeopardy! in a team format, and was held in Portland, Oregon.<br /><br />I decided a drive to Portland was in order. It's been years since I've been north of Grant's Pass, OR, and I LOVE to drive. We packed up "the beast," our Ford Excursion, with two dogs, Fig and Watson. (Duncan stayed home to be grossly spoiled by my parents) Ian's "coach" and best friend, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">Landen</span> Douglas came along for the journey.<br /><br />We left on Tuesday, Feb. 9<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3">th</span>, spent the night at my aunt and uncle's ranch near <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4">Medford</span>,and arrived in Portland at noon on Wednesday.<br /><br />Happily, the Knowledge Bowl competition was held from 3-7:30 pm on Thursday. There were 22 teams, and our team won! It was very exciting, and I was thrilled for the boys. It was a LONG 4.5 hours, and I still don't know how they answered some of the questions asked. I was a nervous wreck.<br /><br />We then had two FULL days to investigate the area.....I fell in LOVE with Portland, and have already planned a trip back (including Washington, and B.C) for the summer. Hopefully, next time we'll be able to meet Emily and Megan.<br /><br />Anyway, here are the photos I wished I'd taken:<br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Ian studying before the competition. This photo was snagged from his <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5">FB</span> page.</span><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5iHCdgM9fZoqqpCMnDqfjIFUjLIbRQRa0oQ4WiwYbHzUVl7cK_iCpbVuOVejYLEV_lW5YFFN_gNXga8WHuTv5qDjVV9Tddx2KiL6i6vU3FjhYSErPe-Xt_v9uiGebegA_NmKmqsYyiKH/s1600-h/Ian.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439666426937754642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5iHCdgM9fZoqqpCMnDqfjIFUjLIbRQRa0oQ4WiwYbHzUVl7cK_iCpbVuOVejYLEV_lW5YFFN_gNXga8WHuTv5qDjVV9Tddx2KiL6i6vU3FjhYSErPe-Xt_v9uiGebegA_NmKmqsYyiKH/s400/Ian.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">I copied the following description of "Stonehenge" from its website:</span><br /><span style="color:#000099;"></span><br /><span style="color:#000099;">The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6">Maryhill</span> Stonehenge War Memorial can be seen from a great vantage point on the Washington hillsides above the Columbia River Gorge. This full size replica of Stonehenge was built by a pacifist Quaker from 1912 - 1930 at the site of the original <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7">Maryhill</span> community, which since burned to the ground. He was mistakenly informed that the original Stonehenge was a place for human sacrifices, so his goal with this concrete replica was to remind people that "humanity is still being sacrificed to the god of war" and a memorial to soldiers who died in World War I was also included. Since then, memorials have been added to the site for the wars of World War II, Korea, and Vietnam.<br /> </span><br /><div></div><div></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0HhDjWaXWzHhGKDXFovwCqBiGTV2X0cZjjNg64D5cexY4XoSnQea28ap1FgdAToNvEnjM_LzjuudpY88JLYKer6BJlvQZSBABMhP5sHT0JJvGDS-vfA0FOiHHwE9ccnVWXF9Zq_XRoQK6/s1600-h/stonehenge-S.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439664170844172802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 286px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0HhDjWaXWzHhGKDXFovwCqBiGTV2X0cZjjNg64D5cexY4XoSnQea28ap1FgdAToNvEnjM_LzjuudpY88JLYKer6BJlvQZSBABMhP5sHT0JJvGDS-vfA0FOiHHwE9ccnVWXF9Zq_XRoQK6/s400/stonehenge-S.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;">We had a great lunch at the Timberline Lodge. It is spectacular, and was used for some of the scenes from "The Shining. " <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8">Redrum</span>!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDRpBVbold1lVd1-_DjT_RYMLa2C3mJxcRrNl-We9iZPKRndW1Si8I0GFOyGGI8raSS4Rp0-tCtpSedSpoWKpuYjPVt4GYXztAGuD75QKbbMcZEfg55JscDepnVLHpXcAbfW0rRGPijEP/s1600-h/timberline1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439664076367633730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcDRpBVbold1lVd1-_DjT_RYMLa2C3mJxcRrNl-We9iZPKRndW1Si8I0GFOyGGI8raSS4Rp0-tCtpSedSpoWKpuYjPVt4GYXztAGuD75QKbbMcZEfg55JscDepnVLHpXcAbfW0rRGPijEP/s400/timberline1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">The Lodge in summer.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDCqm7JcM2Q8Gslxs0gw32Sc5DdXkOu7Uidhid_QfWUh-9U0kBXDSffp7jbmArF8fsft4vQ27FA8xPaimj98dyIJUCRifGSKZ0B-OMbVtnxzCWqMEPtPnggGUALtslM0nqdwd1nEJuOy3C/s1600-h/timberline2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663981767340242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDCqm7JcM2Q8Gslxs0gw32Sc5DdXkOu7Uidhid_QfWUh-9U0kBXDSffp7jbmArF8fsft4vQ27FA8xPaimj98dyIJUCRifGSKZ0B-OMbVtnxzCWqMEPtPnggGUALtslM0nqdwd1nEJuOy3C/s400/timberline2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">I didn't see this actual barn, but I really liked this picture. Can you see why I want to move?</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmp_Uwz-VNPaGc4o_gqRYTHWtB-JjqQMCrkxbHMYcTYbrIIRmvO7NZwuqS0u1OS9UeovGScBd3HcIy9b2euTG_Ncly2d5W2JpXPOKAQIm4cOhNk6QXM3QXX9VBxdx1ZuzU07AT5twFklg/s1600-h/redbarnmthood_thumb.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663808098212626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 315px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 398px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjmp_Uwz-VNPaGc4o_gqRYTHWtB-JjqQMCrkxbHMYcTYbrIIRmvO7NZwuqS0u1OS9UeovGScBd3HcIy9b2euTG_Ncly2d5W2JpXPOKAQIm4cOhNk6QXM3QXX9VBxdx1ZuzU07AT5twFklg/s400/redbarnmthood_thumb.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">This is the <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9">Maryhill Art</span> Museum. It was very close to the "Stonehenge" monument, and breathtakingly beautiful. Sadly, it was closed for the winter, but we'll be back in the summer. I'm told that it houses all sorts of treasures, including many personal items from Queen Marie of Romania.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRwcYgjgz5hBZ-GGzWWRkXylKA72fc89USQ4Pr-ovPFKhLDDqaQuvAaY2i9oD9p2aYCmPHoVrfvn0RCwWiro-I88dIuQlkuNlBzCyJNPvgVGwo2CQwnsG_5OpedqrIn2IWupJCmUovc54n/s1600-h/Maryhill.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663679781601298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiRwcYgjgz5hBZ-GGzWWRkXylKA72fc89USQ4Pr-ovPFKhLDDqaQuvAaY2i9oD9p2aYCmPHoVrfvn0RCwWiro-I88dIuQlkuNlBzCyJNPvgVGwo2CQwnsG_5OpedqrIn2IWupJCmUovc54n/s400/Maryhill.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">This is the Hood River. It was gorgeous, and is infamous for great windsurfing. I now know why, the winds are tremendous. The dogs waded here.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvtSzD_luMkTGZmD0b0J5LzsrYUy0tS5CZDy6yXgaJ37l-mwX-ElPJmoSMBNZEZAXH6N_aWggoCAatzIXy_ipmIb7xfHBKNSCLR5OXV8u__wf-0eudHQdfbMvdHelNwlBn6qm0EpFRYmJ/s1600-h/hood-river-oregon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663471276996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrvtSzD_luMkTGZmD0b0J5LzsrYUy0tS5CZDy6yXgaJ37l-mwX-ElPJmoSMBNZEZAXH6N_aWggoCAatzIXy_ipmIb7xfHBKNSCLR5OXV8u__wf-0eudHQdfbMvdHelNwlBn6qm0EpFRYmJ/s400/hood-river-oregon.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#000099;">Mt. Hood. They have year-round skiing here, and my camera.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRfLDDo7lfaftWmF07vqHK5sx7ced5Y5co1tOC3LYKXXUsvh1ZLB3HBPMPww4XKmeEuUQpsaQQm7bE-7UlIyL1bte1w2O0zHZ-Es9wMjklYi_928yMQFXkmlGcbySqSVqPpOXpm9T60qV/s1600-h/hoodfromeast-725394.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439663044965261762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZRfLDDo7lfaftWmF07vqHK5sx7ced5Y5co1tOC3LYKXXUsvh1ZLB3HBPMPww4XKmeEuUQpsaQQm7bE-7UlIyL1bte1w2O0zHZ-Es9wMjklYi_928yMQFXkmlGcbySqSVqPpOXpm9T60qV/s400/hoodfromeast-725394.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">Columbia River Gorge. The dogs waded in it from a state park on the Oregon side.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtFQ3npR9cMk6cg3d4Z2U1mgBnCDseZh0oKFz3rO1xZE4g0m7rYHIpM-RIkkgsSfM-FwuJDgpyuy4LKk6ZZgHtp-Slg9BDuz1oJUNc1iColXoOqpwl-dTdqwYtVvs6Rv9iOvC1vne4avQ/s1600-h/gorge.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662931725591378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYtFQ3npR9cMk6cg3d4Z2U1mgBnCDseZh0oKFz3rO1xZE4g0m7rYHIpM-RIkkgsSfM-FwuJDgpyuy4LKk6ZZgHtp-Slg9BDuz1oJUNc1iColXoOqpwl-dTdqwYtVvs6Rv9iOvC1vne4avQ/s400/gorge.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">From The <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10">Dalles</span> we tried to get to Mt. Hood. My GPS took us on a very interesting route which ended at Hwy 35; <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11">unplowed</span>, and CLOSED UNTIL SPRING. Naturally, the boys wanted me to drive it. I told them that if we got stranded,they'd have to eat the dogs. We turned around. Very quickly.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfmI7ULX2HY934YInQ0yGEemFuSSlR_NEUM7ywMtK23swH6jUgb8AueGndUJMgrT0-1bwEj9v6KnuBNjGpgQkF-J0V7N0oE36nNzU0FR6HxUE8tWOdB4563YeIgyBE_ogVUh6yJWle-fO/s1600-h/flag-point-01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662823117266354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtfmI7ULX2HY934YInQ0yGEemFuSSlR_NEUM7ywMtK23swH6jUgb8AueGndUJMgrT0-1bwEj9v6KnuBNjGpgQkF-J0V7N0oE36nNzU0FR6HxUE8tWOdB4563YeIgyBE_ogVUh6yJWle-fO/s400/flag-point-01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#000099;">This is the town we went through on the wild goose chase to Mt. Hood. It's tiny, but the countryside is unbelievably beautiful. I learned a few days ago that <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12">Wolfrun</span> <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13">Cardis</span> is near here.</span><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj92VfCOKi3GXkA3POtXJKGiE7yi8DMLJxaQoPu5dAa__eRouRFcdru3cqZzSH_tIz1zUb5iNbgcAwhvwlYGS95RL-TbJtbqp8yHa8gCIZ8SlAKaU-0PNKMUpj3vYxjn0xBHBGRKAde4cJz/s1600-h/Dufur_welcome_sign.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662696190600482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj92VfCOKi3GXkA3POtXJKGiE7yi8DMLJxaQoPu5dAa__eRouRFcdru3cqZzSH_tIz1zUb5iNbgcAwhvwlYGS95RL-TbJtbqp8yHa8gCIZ8SlAKaU-0PNKMUpj3vYxjn0xBHBGRKAde4cJz/s400/Dufur_welcome_sign.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div> </div><div> <span style="color:#000099;">The countryside around <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14">Dufur</span>.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZn0rzATaI_FZdA_FevQlfiXMHo2R8aUSBycq1lH-R_bIEwLiMPwVXVHiz9i5GbSW5aKjph6lhjvtKWzyxMTLkH9WmaTe46PEwLDgEdJOk2oYTZ9N0DaUUesanUbmjwigZEdIhLCmPapn/s1600-h/dufur.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662544131190562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 270px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhZn0rzATaI_FZdA_FevQlfiXMHo2R8aUSBycq1lH-R_bIEwLiMPwVXVHiz9i5GbSW5aKjph6lhjvtKWzyxMTLkH9WmaTe46PEwLDgEdJOk2oYTZ9N0DaUUesanUbmjwigZEdIhLCmPapn/s400/dufur.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">The Bridge of the Gods. We drove across it twice. Don't ask.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzi3f5LbrrXxuebhizSypqmh8d_x4do2GQThYhpRmYPpF4I5tQnxSp_Sr3woMeg4UdvlCdZAfRg4JDzgyT3U-TkfxBkT5I9sv7tzkbGn3T2Eo2j3WI4lWLLCMYwb7NonNO2Jk1UBfdcf7o/s1600-h/Bridge.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662422624511586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzi3f5LbrrXxuebhizSypqmh8d_x4do2GQThYhpRmYPpF4I5tQnxSp_Sr3woMeg4UdvlCdZAfRg4JDzgyT3U-TkfxBkT5I9sv7tzkbGn3T2Eo2j3WI4lWLLCMYwb7NonNO2Jk1UBfdcf7o/s400/Bridge.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;">We HAD to stop in Boring!</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkFp9HY3p3mz0oQYB46krsReACvj8Og73jcmd8HGOTMl3_NKlEw0H7mMMNBz0nJ2rsnaEFVjCkWEUzxoa7Wt-mB8xBoMP2qhWKyy4JOdDc_2cXW78X7_UTUc2D_NEuCiLLSsEI6y1h_Sg3/s1600-h/BoringSign1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662300298633138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 364px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkFp9HY3p3mz0oQYB46krsReACvj8Og73jcmd8HGOTMl3_NKlEw0H7mMMNBz0nJ2rsnaEFVjCkWEUzxoa7Wt-mB8xBoMP2qhWKyy4JOdDc_2cXW78X7_UTUc2D_NEuCiLLSsEI6y1h_Sg3/s400/BoringSign1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color:#000099;">This is Horsetail Falls, and the site of one the most memorable moments of the trip, and trust me, there were many memorable moments.</span></div><span style="color:#000099;"></span></div><div> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">We had previously stopped at <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15">Multnomah</span> Falls. It was raining, and yet we hiked a short way up a hill to cross a bridge that gave us a lovely view of the falls. When we, boys, and dogs, got back to the car, we were WET, and cold. The drive between the two falls is less than half a mile. I decided to leave the dogs in the car, and take a quick picture of the boys next to Horsetail Falls. Bad mistake. Fig saw us walk AWAY from "his" car, and jumped into the front seat. He then jumped onto the armrest where the electronic door locks are. Yup. There was an audible "click." Oh crap!</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">My purse, car keys, and phone were now tightly locked up. Thank God <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17">Landen</span> had his phone. The poor dispatcher at AAA thought I was mad. My conversation was something like this, " Hello, I'm by a waterfall in Portland,OR, and my dog has locked me out of the car. That's right, my dog."</span></div><div><span style="color:#000099;"></span> </div><div><span style="color:#000099;">While I was on the phone, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18">Landen</span> and Ian had picked up some leaves, and were trying to convince Fig and Watson that leaves were food. Really good food. They stood by the driver's side window, and cajoled Watson to try to get the "food" outside the window. PRESTO! Watson jumped on the door lock and we were back in! Watson carried the name,"Corgi Hero" for the duration of the trip.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBIp8Ej3UEEpeYBoeL9TNwYfTbq-GH3y3jdDtZtCVuxpXOpaVVwmreKQ7bCjH2_MEqP62v3ooJ2B_s2YNwA746k1p0CBowDe0oLaXhu4qJVqQwTEjP1kxhZx42B6kHKoDaMjC613cbyg-/s1600-h/Hohorsetail.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662205848251394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoBIp8Ej3UEEpeYBoeL9TNwYfTbq-GH3y3jdDtZtCVuxpXOpaVVwmreKQ7bCjH2_MEqP62v3ooJ2B_s2YNwA746k1p0CBowDe0oLaXhu4qJVqQwTEjP1kxhZx42B6kHKoDaMjC613cbyg-/s400/Hohorsetail.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#333399;"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19">Multnomah</span> falls. I "had" a great picture of all of us on this bridge.</span><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-rqOjejsk4kFwzF17sKxZjSJbQ7aIs4-F5zrh6efaw1VwpMKgNAL7XrsI-4nGWMB6NtQoziHTiiNpe9Qfrln4OGXBhXj5Ee4AF4Lm-zMuhJW-zj8X6sdUhKd4qP5d3VIWMcn9CA1-hlG/s1600-h/450px-Multnomah_Falls_from_the_base.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439662081258070082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2-rqOjejsk4kFwzF17sKxZjSJbQ7aIs4-F5zrh6efaw1VwpMKgNAL7XrsI-4nGWMB6NtQoziHTiiNpe9Qfrln4OGXBhXj5Ee4AF4Lm-zMuhJW-zj8X6sdUhKd4qP5d3VIWMcn9CA1-hlG/s400/450px-Multnomah_Falls_from_the_base.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#000099;">We'll be <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20">baaaaack</span>!</span> <div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-24449023582078056962010-02-05T18:04:00.000-08:002010-02-05T18:25:45.398-08:00Finally...Watson Photos!Here are some new pictures of Watson that I took last night. It's STILL raining in California, so it's been difficult to get good outside photos.<br /><br />We're getting ready for our big trip to Portland, OR. My son, Ian, was chosen to represent his school in a Jeopardy!-type competition in Portland. I'm taking Fig and Watson. Duncan's going to stay at "the ranch" and be horribly spoiled by my parents, and their caregivers.<br /><br />Fig will have a mini-family reunion when he visits Megan and gang. It will be interesting to see if he remembers Greta. After, Megan's, we're going to stop by the Albany show, and meet Emily of Dream Eyce.<br /><br />So without further ado, Watson:<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsiWfuWq1AYpuJUpRa1BG7o3zzQ8S5PTlBXMvM96frRaIO7kwavGm30NQ0IndUkE3goAMRqHGaDCzehexx4wTZUr2_LZI-KV3YmOgJqN3Oje72XrlWuWzLPEdayMMvkdItVJGLlBCLuY5/s1600-h/DSCI0020.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434947524589257266" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnsiWfuWq1AYpuJUpRa1BG7o3zzQ8S5PTlBXMvM96frRaIO7kwavGm30NQ0IndUkE3goAMRqHGaDCzehexx4wTZUr2_LZI-KV3YmOgJqN3Oje72XrlWuWzLPEdayMMvkdItVJGLlBCLuY5/s400/DSCI0020.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2618vqGD9UjAVgGCLgkvmdQN_Hx0qhKRKq1KiN4S9uN1ChN_ZR44lRghKA1XDzkYUQjInII5zc_RkZ_9AqHPZK64vJgQYaOU2QVWT9ofeJDRE4O4ZJeHNZF1n3xv4uPl5FAStN4BE7nE_/s1600-h/DSCI0023.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434947154894755154" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2618vqGD9UjAVgGCLgkvmdQN_Hx0qhKRKq1KiN4S9uN1ChN_ZR44lRghKA1XDzkYUQjInII5zc_RkZ_9AqHPZK64vJgQYaOU2QVWT9ofeJDRE4O4ZJeHNZF1n3xv4uPl5FAStN4BE7nE_/s400/DSCI0023.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf-qyeMQbvwisHiX65BVp7r9ye0YeN2rAKRdJXRmzKoexb-5BS_sOFw3GZgq4W5JkMlG8glAP9MXKmMeGXBMT-Xx_70HpHInBbAlypSREKlXGmnpdHNIKKhMZ6UG0RhLflpnbJK8xABH4/s1600-h/DSCI0019.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434946895527982146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYf-qyeMQbvwisHiX65BVp7r9ye0YeN2rAKRdJXRmzKoexb-5BS_sOFw3GZgq4W5JkMlG8glAP9MXKmMeGXBMT-Xx_70HpHInBbAlypSREKlXGmnpdHNIKKhMZ6UG0RhLflpnbJK8xABH4/s400/DSCI0019.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3dfIwitSCpAd9TBRV086qqE5jJpc-YtGRNCb6IdA80-ihutHqApLcUXYrf9NQ5q0A490vl7YGH5Fsz7L_PqveD-QzYxBh4-Myo1jPvbnF14ZRd4plzbBRPisO4TLUtzomKvVxNXg8k6b/s1600-h/DSCI0018.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434945967194598834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif3dfIwitSCpAd9TBRV086qqE5jJpc-YtGRNCb6IdA80-ihutHqApLcUXYrf9NQ5q0A490vl7YGH5Fsz7L_PqveD-QzYxBh4-Myo1jPvbnF14ZRd4plzbBRPisO4TLUtzomKvVxNXg8k6b/s400/DSCI0018.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6tiybM5A3APA7y5b0-jj-XOP3djRnvCAtGuCx1N51qwexQfMgY4CxvXhKV6krApyAiBLCQZvFWATwbnyyFRqRja5P9xS1Fn7eJpAZAKdBpy2a6mvFvMDPNZRfCgSwZnSy9Pay7uz1gLd/s1600-h/DSCI0012.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434945710867548738" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT6tiybM5A3APA7y5b0-jj-XOP3djRnvCAtGuCx1N51qwexQfMgY4CxvXhKV6krApyAiBLCQZvFWATwbnyyFRqRja5P9xS1Fn7eJpAZAKdBpy2a6mvFvMDPNZRfCgSwZnSy9Pay7uz1gLd/s400/DSCI0012.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-85048182065593812392010-01-07T19:39:00.001-08:002010-01-07T19:46:58.240-08:00Today's Funny Photos.Watson discovering the scent of his first article....my son, Nelson's crotch.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-oq52Z5GmyMto3Q_7qdxbSANJWxlQ2W-g9ItxidHNqLIYPdDLS_Z1zUF5nRUFa4EIlvOp5xcOu8sIPodGuiHTvM3ltEnCDz7eVi61kL380zHOlp9YVoFUcD4AKLU37iIq95LhSlLC770/s1600-h/DSCF0521.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424209732462754866" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7-oq52Z5GmyMto3Q_7qdxbSANJWxlQ2W-g9ItxidHNqLIYPdDLS_Z1zUF5nRUFa4EIlvOp5xcOu8sIPodGuiHTvM3ltEnCDz7eVi61kL380zHOlp9YVoFUcD4AKLU37iIq95LhSlLC770/s400/DSCF0521.JPG" /></a><br /><div>"Damn these short legs, if only I could reach the gas pedal!"<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_1O6fgvrykC-aaciqiYJTX1pvV1UbyWP-oWjVhz8wp4Q7XfmV6J-7cz6ifiTFiDH21kBI-QyYJJYHfVB8vzYG5TpV-ZxAAAlpphdqwRCCR8xFthkgu5reMDM7TCotzNzJR-WKVvk9KiS/s1600-h/DSCF0515.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424208745289322082" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4_1O6fgvrykC-aaciqiYJTX1pvV1UbyWP-oWjVhz8wp4Q7XfmV6J-7cz6ifiTFiDH21kBI-QyYJJYHfVB8vzYG5TpV-ZxAAAlpphdqwRCCR8xFthkgu5reMDM7TCotzNzJR-WKVvk9KiS/s400/DSCF0515.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-8391253199556089422010-01-06T21:40:00.001-08:002010-01-06T22:16:56.305-08:00New Photos.Some new pictures taken by my son, Nelson. They are in no particular order, and I'm sorry some (esp. of Carolyn) are out of focus.<br /><br /><br />Fig still thinks he can fit into his puppy bed.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksZ8Z3T9cS6TNiyl48lJR0mbv3QlUWMjGd_tvisWFGoSeUbvzzYLxuZhKiOnSD4yjMN7Q09FLdVw17pLPbsk4ikDNkgqzuhSQJQ9FdFhLL1FunhKGC6WTr69LT5EEQ5r_9sd5NM9WmwZH/s1600-h/DSCF0007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423874879310278146" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhksZ8Z3T9cS6TNiyl48lJR0mbv3QlUWMjGd_tvisWFGoSeUbvzzYLxuZhKiOnSD4yjMN7Q09FLdVw17pLPbsk4ikDNkgqzuhSQJQ9FdFhLL1FunhKGC6WTr69LT5EEQ5r_9sd5NM9WmwZH/s400/DSCF0007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Watson. The first time he did this my heart skipped a beat, this was Axel's classic "give me more" move.</div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiToxMiBXNFw9jQrWeQISx9iBs8owv1N1J1b8495Tb38snM8GB5WOLj6uwdnbfALfUDrn64fejKYvmiGjwPolpuPUJYv4OuXujAG_0BBuUzL0bU96HNZ2aOlkBjFm1LPUXqkeZR3ZB7WP7X/s1600-h/DSCF0512.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423871706907431394" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiToxMiBXNFw9jQrWeQISx9iBs8owv1N1J1b8495Tb38snM8GB5WOLj6uwdnbfALfUDrn64fejKYvmiGjwPolpuPUJYv4OuXujAG_0BBuUzL0bU96HNZ2aOlkBjFm1LPUXqkeZR3ZB7WP7X/s400/DSCF0512.JPG" /></a> Dear, dear Dunky-Doo, dreaming of delicious drumstricks.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJJBYsVDs9LRqoB2FQHrVvxAhRgsgrsMgqu3s_mGaoCrh77wS047qoJ92b-CTB1Aiqcis2ArURrdfOOE1VHOfifhCvMkuzrQ1_oe7OuVNpjtH7h6GFs2GZEVGbnUBANnpa55Rse9Spdi_/s1600-h/DSCF0482.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423871460044318914" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNJJBYsVDs9LRqoB2FQHrVvxAhRgsgrsMgqu3s_mGaoCrh77wS047qoJ92b-CTB1Aiqcis2ArURrdfOOE1VHOfifhCvMkuzrQ1_oe7OuVNpjtH7h6GFs2GZEVGbnUBANnpa55Rse9Spdi_/s400/DSCF0482.JPG" /></a> G-Ma Carolyn and Watson .<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mHZljE-u-DvAZRQOq2ZxG3PBRPgHSl0Dc11Oqix6T54iaixeLS1UTCwMvhiSFCtP5QrDSq2bNQ8mRlj77NhFmklUTPkhGgYl60iISujPbXsLdjXEopp8Qam091h5KGGejgDrjoYNTcdP/s1600-h/DSCF0294.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423871069268902498" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5mHZljE-u-DvAZRQOq2ZxG3PBRPgHSl0Dc11Oqix6T54iaixeLS1UTCwMvhiSFCtP5QrDSq2bNQ8mRlj77NhFmklUTPkhGgYl60iISujPbXsLdjXEopp8Qam091h5KGGejgDrjoYNTcdP/s400/DSCF0294.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Blizzard at Crater Lake.<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivRa_R94XWsatOTVzvjujq8YAyS9-XiMILVUZtLULvg6IXffoHAgJbmO41oL3qfUu23gtSrthtDN5hhuUBNXVAVaVpew3mjad_OtlzIAaIr4a38p5Ws2t7p9pIjTsm5O-3CaU17JtV8TI/s1600-h/DSCF0201.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423870782345093938" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhivRa_R94XWsatOTVzvjujq8YAyS9-XiMILVUZtLULvg6IXffoHAgJbmO41oL3qfUu23gtSrthtDN5hhuUBNXVAVaVpew3mjad_OtlzIAaIr4a38p5Ws2t7p9pIjTsm5O-3CaU17JtV8TI/s400/DSCF0201.JPG" /></a><br />Mt. Shasta from the car.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZzn8cmhWM-RxGqMfGZJYhxk3mxSZWvdv9WRAuXfgfyazMl90Um3rFiB42G46AwM64R-xILh3AvRsQa_rfrk6k9TMfHhMMN2GLm4KCsWhfNTvIKQy3nSItB27u2X8W3-nKWO8C7ZjOQRd/s1600-h/DSCF0148.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423870600348360034" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrZzn8cmhWM-RxGqMfGZJYhxk3mxSZWvdv9WRAuXfgfyazMl90Um3rFiB42G46AwM64R-xILh3AvRsQa_rfrk6k9TMfHhMMN2GLm4KCsWhfNTvIKQy3nSItB27u2X8W3-nKWO8C7ZjOQRd/s400/DSCF0148.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Warming up after falling in the koi pond. It should be noted that he is wrapped in my late grandmother's mink coat. What do you expect from a puppy who was weaned on food served from crystal dishes?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4CcJhILW-pZkg9k_r6el56oPetG5OAvCyuTBrD1SV8ipB2LjKcklemDQoxHYCPgsFHCL7dIKKvDBxRc9uiCyS2lWBynYcSp-KGWCpg0DwOWMvooXd0J3ZI5MHX3TL9Jf2Lgm6g_CRDPl/s1600-h/DSCF0186.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423870371805598066" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEha4CcJhILW-pZkg9k_r6el56oPetG5OAvCyuTBrD1SV8ipB2LjKcklemDQoxHYCPgsFHCL7dIKKvDBxRc9uiCyS2lWBynYcSp-KGWCpg0DwOWMvooXd0J3ZI5MHX3TL9Jf2Lgm6g_CRDPl/s400/DSCF0186.JPG" /></a><br /><br />Watson was "baptized" in Oregon. He fell in my Aunt's Koi pond.... I guess you can say he "swam with the fishes."<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrYfRBNylUs3XIAKdduypinL8yIfk-W9nzuLxGaHCzJ9_GfVffqiqLeLRDciY8UjQ4lHlZYNvOWHEAp-GMBtDrjieeBrJOzcHjCS6RkFKdELonOUGemoKICIaf4Xlai5dYr09oovKwSpS2/s1600-h/DSCF0182.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423870176443186178" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrYfRBNylUs3XIAKdduypinL8yIfk-W9nzuLxGaHCzJ9_GfVffqiqLeLRDciY8UjQ4lHlZYNvOWHEAp-GMBtDrjieeBrJOzcHjCS6RkFKdELonOUGemoKICIaf4Xlai5dYr09oovKwSpS2/s400/DSCF0182.JPG" /></a> A boy and his dog.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SlP9kHspYUHrf5Nkx-I23eGZFtoRfwpbznaukQbwjSqgSZ59QAsKTh7qrLxakayTZ_VfuygkhwQR_o6-jq3k1qIWPG-8k7_atIEgpJUZ9i532J0_9h1c8sQVuqx6N4e9IELsyC3S5Lkx/s1600-h/DSCF0176.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423869958392788402" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1SlP9kHspYUHrf5Nkx-I23eGZFtoRfwpbznaukQbwjSqgSZ59QAsKTh7qrLxakayTZ_VfuygkhwQR_o6-jq3k1qIWPG-8k7_atIEgpJUZ9i532J0_9h1c8sQVuqx6N4e9IELsyC3S5Lkx/s400/DSCF0176.JPG" /></a> Going to the ranch, and no, Fig is not drinking from the cup.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW0QCNV6_x-qs_lYQW-YFkNb8r8rNDnj2oAlfr4BGsx0dBhakKNuLh9p77QkLjZ2kle3eofdN04k_RaQlgicRPEJjhLwfXKcuUsYtPicW5gj-8MqucfKDQi9zjX8XMnrXxh048W8P7SzE/s1600-h/DSCF0108.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423869663151599362" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbW0QCNV6_x-qs_lYQW-YFkNb8r8rNDnj2oAlfr4BGsx0dBhakKNuLh9p77QkLjZ2kle3eofdN04k_RaQlgicRPEJjhLwfXKcuUsYtPicW5gj-8MqucfKDQi9zjX8XMnrXxh048W8P7SzE/s400/DSCF0108.JPG" /></a><br />A sleep over at the ranch.<br /></div><div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrkbJPRzkFlF-24s5iz_mbH2rApfeGZ_v_yXoHbASRB7UbYctrpJGq9ZFF5u-4hh9pbX92NxDc4Mk2cbk8kABQqpQgHdcq1D10kvyq-mOQw9VXPLqrmCzz4gfXRjHpXpxb0dMHtf9zERMy/s1600-h/DSCF0006.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423869223545718466" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrkbJPRzkFlF-24s5iz_mbH2rApfeGZ_v_yXoHbASRB7UbYctrpJGq9ZFF5u-4hh9pbX92NxDc4Mk2cbk8kABQqpQgHdcq1D10kvyq-mOQw9VXPLqrmCzz4gfXRjHpXpxb0dMHtf9zERMy/s400/DSCF0006.JPG" /></a><br /><br />The end.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-17624736024140648752010-01-04T11:29:00.000-08:002010-01-04T11:38:13.178-08:00Merry and Happy Belated Everything.OK, I've been really remiss in keeping up my blog. My New Year's resolution is to be more diligent about posting pictures. As some of you know, Fig and Duncan got, umm, a bit too many Christmas goodies (mea culpa) and must slim down a tad (to wit: 5lbs for Fig, 15lbs for Duncan). I'm going to start a photo diary of their progress.<br /><br />I'll also post some darling pictures of Watson that were taken in Oregon. I promise he won't have bells on!<br /><br />Anyway, I hope everyone had a wonderful Holiday, and New Year.<br /><br />More to come.....Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-12635083327771431982009-12-18T22:50:00.000-08:002009-12-18T23:09:44.921-08:00Bon Mots for the Day."Nostalgia is like a grammar lesson: The present tense, and the past perfect."Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-18776685234930666962009-12-16T08:37:00.000-08:002009-12-16T08:46:48.119-08:00Watson Has Struck Again!I couldn't figure out why my monitor went blank a few moments ago. Upon closer inspection.....I'll admit that the little bugger is pretty stealth; I never noticed him under my desk.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tVpb_8p1Es7WbfRSyGRPvkgepf0dJ8vmESrOtaz-jIxWL5F8x0YDPd11Yth-k88BQvHHau3GqtNP-CgS37OaIBdT26QvEG67fN0vn1uFVMot6mWdWSrMXkyMhbbTGnBGFa8yS3eNgzGJ/s1600-h/watsoncable.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415874616399006434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9tVpb_8p1Es7WbfRSyGRPvkgepf0dJ8vmESrOtaz-jIxWL5F8x0YDPd11Yth-k88BQvHHau3GqtNP-CgS37OaIBdT26QvEG67fN0vn1uFVMot6mWdWSrMXkyMhbbTGnBGFa8yS3eNgzGJ/s400/watsoncable.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-3066709020487755682009-12-15T17:53:00.000-08:002009-12-15T18:13:50.345-08:00It Followed Me Home.....Several years ago, my son, Nelson, found this horrible creature in a Halloween store. He named it "Jim." I thought Jim had <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">disappeared</span> forever. It was wishful thinking. Jim has been resurrected. Thank you, Watson. I have no idea from where Watson found this treasure, but a few days ago Jim appeared on my back deck. Watson was already in the proverbial dog house for chewing the following: a credit card, my daughter's ipod, a computer cord, toilet paper, lots and lots of toilet paper, various shoes, and the handle of a hairbrush. Jim was the piece de resistance.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSKhx6OqGG0IZBmFhqOs6T7oX8IteDotyGQXA8y6q-_INvI3BZ3GkZ2oRWIXl73pbCEK2x7ICrHsXN8QYdGJRsk7NBpnSkdRp5ukIMXn_GslC8K4iUZfWQct9940Y-i3TTD-q6QR1IFCVY/s1600-h/SDC15435.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415647320660782498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSKhx6OqGG0IZBmFhqOs6T7oX8IteDotyGQXA8y6q-_INvI3BZ3GkZ2oRWIXl73pbCEK2x7ICrHsXN8QYdGJRsk7NBpnSkdRp5ukIMXn_GslC8K4iUZfWQct9940Y-i3TTD-q6QR1IFCVY/s400/SDC15435.JPG" border="0" /></a> Here is the BADDOG with his new BFF, Jim. Loook at those ears, though!<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrMODT-bY57v0o1FbSZeK75UcJVd2r7u3DqyormvqOwZToznDOxPC00X4dCaJpbm0rFF9G833e5VTMRAi7UtI0XJDzIz0KK-xB5IUOFABTwoi9Mt2uikIfiRVMTsKz_9Kfc2EJPtoJk3N/s1600-h/SDC15440.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415647144357128194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfrMODT-bY57v0o1FbSZeK75UcJVd2r7u3DqyormvqOwZToznDOxPC00X4dCaJpbm0rFF9G833e5VTMRAi7UtI0XJDzIz0KK-xB5IUOFABTwoi9Mt2uikIfiRVMTsKz_9Kfc2EJPtoJk3N/s400/SDC15440.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />I'll get pictures of the rest of the destruction tomorrow. I'm making a pile o' goodies to take pictures of.<br /><div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-67703774062976672812009-12-14T09:40:00.001-08:002009-12-14T09:47:45.750-08:00All I Want For Christmas...Watson's first, and probably last visit to Santa. Santa was <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">inconveniently</span> located at the very end of a very large, very muddy tree farm. Watson was a mess. He was a happy mess, but a muddy puppy nonetheless. Santa wasn't too thrilled to have a wet, dirty puppy placed on his lap, although, a puppy's got to be better than most wet, dirty children who are placed there. I wish I could say that Watson asked for world peace, but all he wanted were more beef tracheas, and some air-chilled chicken drumettes. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_WtUBPKLJHZAW4dZeZLJUxF2IYHJhbHOCF7Q6TLWC_i4LPSxjVhmMZac_4dcun1cuFa2fWqHBTlidDJo3-XCj0wnuWmRJcXd74SVPrCLkZfP8gKDPO1_FhcWsmc0AszRkQ1bVD9RFaq2/s1600-h/Watsonsanta.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415148290251985474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 259px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1_WtUBPKLJHZAW4dZeZLJUxF2IYHJhbHOCF7Q6TLWC_i4LPSxjVhmMZac_4dcun1cuFa2fWqHBTlidDJo3-XCj0wnuWmRJcXd74SVPrCLkZfP8gKDPO1_FhcWsmc0AszRkQ1bVD9RFaq2/s400/Watsonsanta.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-41742149201477728972009-12-01T19:12:00.000-08:002009-12-02T07:36:59.431-08:00Watson Had a Playdate.This past Saturday, I took my children to see the "Sound of Music Sing-a-Long." I didn't want to leave Watson alone with Fig and Dunc (Dunky's not happy about his diet, and I'm afraid he might EAT Watson), or in a crate for over 8 hours (The movie was showing in San Francisco, an hour's drive from Napa, and we went in early to have lunch, etc.). Trenton and Denise, Captain's owners, graciously offered to "puppy sit" Watson. They live right on the way to the city, so it was a perfect arrangement.<br /><br />These following pictures were taken by Denise and Trenton....<br /><br /><br />"Oh wow, we had a doggie door at G'ma Penni's, I wonder how this works?"<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZVcNqdw791wGkV2VlGlwwz0tpO5SMKK2Q5zvAdbEBrVSAx2T387ppIOfI84ZnkphAvh6tY8PncEnWUmsYC3Uhm0d9mTOQsAfkNckEznuP_B65h6b3UZKMxxwSSwg_23OzASVbrXxxX2Q/s1600-h/watsondoor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410472400526190930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 269px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcZVcNqdw791wGkV2VlGlwwz0tpO5SMKK2Q5zvAdbEBrVSAx2T387ppIOfI84ZnkphAvh6tY8PncEnWUmsYC3Uhm0d9mTOQsAfkNckEznuP_B65h6b3UZKMxxwSSwg_23OzASVbrXxxX2Q/s400/watsondoor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"Hey, Cappy, wanna bust me out of here?"<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGJGoaiZ_CQYU3xERiS5EzHL9NnPxLEwzXcvcihNGjiGfMHcbSUY4_Cp2aCGDq-vw7dIDYbXI0hZWGWKSZ3JIg5o5ukx-81YYLHIWhxcv2v1gXyzL1kAWyLafk0KmYViDaN8PbuGMQYp9/s1600-h/cappywatson.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410472196563240322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGJGoaiZ_CQYU3xERiS5EzHL9NnPxLEwzXcvcihNGjiGfMHcbSUY4_Cp2aCGDq-vw7dIDYbXI0hZWGWKSZ3JIg5o5ukx-81YYLHIWhxcv2v1gXyzL1kAWyLafk0KmYViDaN8PbuGMQYp9/s400/cappywatson.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"Well, I guess I'll just eat my way out."<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2mxLw95ldy1xZZJ1EzS5TkycVZ9cmUbQfaW2hAL3x9dxzCQo-1ZN9nR22rZLDEfbuFmBxPa1xwjaOst4PkPUDwqJGRXDKjoD1PXR_b4Jk-IqCFRWO8zB1hjkigbhRjrSJs_9jzT9JE8j/s1600-h/behindthegreendoor.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410471884355275250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX2mxLw95ldy1xZZJ1EzS5TkycVZ9cmUbQfaW2hAL3x9dxzCQo-1ZN9nR22rZLDEfbuFmBxPa1xwjaOst4PkPUDwqJGRXDKjoD1PXR_b4Jk-IqCFRWO8zB1hjkigbhRjrSJs_9jzT9JE8j/s400/behindthegreendoor.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />"I really like it here! Thanks for a great day Cousin Cappy, Malibu, Trenton, Denise, and Myka. You guys are THE best! I look just like the "Chuck-it" you gave us."<br /><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqxZ48QuhrbZBEmwmBsGavgPUAHO2YMWm8ZwM1grSRdFb4VLekqMbFp1cTmResq_fSR3lDKvxsBMvlw_RAYjEhYVQWebBCtCFnDUefD6t3RR4c5wM42TE_dPfqUznhofa7P91Bn3zwz8q/s1600-h/watsonsausage.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410471595521230498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDqxZ48QuhrbZBEmwmBsGavgPUAHO2YMWm8ZwM1grSRdFb4VLekqMbFp1cTmResq_fSR3lDKvxsBMvlw_RAYjEhYVQWebBCtCFnDUefD6t3RR4c5wM42TE_dPfqUznhofa7P91Bn3zwz8q/s400/watsonsausage.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-28262375363337298802009-11-25T14:17:00.000-08:002009-11-25T14:31:04.134-08:00Watson Meets Dr. Callie and Gets ProbedToday, Watson got to meet one of his two vets, Dr. Calaveras Cunningham (awesome name). Dr. Callie did a "well puppy" check-up, and declared Watson, "Perfect." Of course he is! However, Watson was not too thrilled about having his temperature taken. Who is? ;-)<br /><br /><br /><br />"OK, Watson, this is a thermometer. It won't hurt a bit.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-OACepxNb_KXR_NZUoL1SRiL6nb6ulU0ljZ5HlfttdILUoXqqqW3z0DQ3OdGLPdGR9sVrFGOoNUC99tXWbIyyUos1KsrUy4fmW2Q_59xgOSgJ6ZgdL6vDDfRLvDQ5m5-hfIKkSeITHpz/s1600/SDC15401.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408169484369279378" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA-OACepxNb_KXR_NZUoL1SRiL6nb6ulU0ljZ5HlfttdILUoXqqqW3z0DQ3OdGLPdGR9sVrFGOoNUC99tXWbIyyUos1KsrUy4fmW2Q_59xgOSgJ6ZgdL6vDDfRLvDQ5m5-hfIKkSeITHpz/s400/SDC15401.JPG" /></a>" Excuse me! This may not hurt, but it is damn embarrassing. I'd like to see YOU in this position, lady. "<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tupHfzhJnorcPJm0YOlb2vi3MHvl_lEjdQkw42W4KOfbi13G-847qc2YiXv6o-YY7M65eACQ_ol_Qe_1tkFpJNtqY97B_8lIGNffwQm4c303vQvAcO48BbXs1FVd0NTsZvYlNd33by1p/s1600/SDC15405.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408169351425464434" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7tupHfzhJnorcPJm0YOlb2vi3MHvl_lEjdQkw42W4KOfbi13G-847qc2YiXv6o-YY7M65eACQ_ol_Qe_1tkFpJNtqY97B_8lIGNffwQm4c303vQvAcO48BbXs1FVd0NTsZvYlNd33by1p/s400/SDC15405.JPG" /></a><br />"OK, so that really wasn't that bad." Everybody left smiling.<br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoAR7s8cDwdJvuhD2zf8ePjhLSkNeVW-4vmrMLJ2nazfjOh_r2ZK-bcptpnAiZoflyOZ3abAXsct4IgO3JXcfmoWZFVjhCMT7G2rD7IGrV9yEKG-1SgqotTufFmsZLh7r5DpIlPXPAMSpd/s1600/SDC15404.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408169132005024002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoAR7s8cDwdJvuhD2zf8ePjhLSkNeVW-4vmrMLJ2nazfjOh_r2ZK-bcptpnAiZoflyOZ3abAXsct4IgO3JXcfmoWZFVjhCMT7G2rD7IGrV9yEKG-1SgqotTufFmsZLh7r5DpIlPXPAMSpd/s400/SDC15404.JPG" /></a><br />Good boy, Watson!<br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-26209039325752465642009-11-23T21:17:00.000-08:002009-11-23T21:23:52.969-08:00Coming and Going...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByrVlwW0yAhSRa4FX2Y3V9W5nH8S1419dvZ-pcHh2EyElFTIDcP7QudbNLD3dG8lqy3FAYxN4xV79XKptSoz5JloB6c-yO4h7oy6rcmnGkqj3NDXwE08DoPHC70R4DgOnPoHOemGGqgHw/s1600/SDC15353.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407535336998246002" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjByrVlwW0yAhSRa4FX2Y3V9W5nH8S1419dvZ-pcHh2EyElFTIDcP7QudbNLD3dG8lqy3FAYxN4xV79XKptSoz5JloB6c-yO4h7oy6rcmnGkqj3NDXwE08DoPHC70R4DgOnPoHOemGGqgHw/s400/SDC15353.JPG" /></a> I've been trying to post a blog for the past hour. The powers that be keep eating my posts. So, here are two pictures of Watson. One in my backyard, the other in my kitchen. I'll post ALL my adventures in Albuquerque tomorrow.<br /><br /><br />This is one AWESOME puppy!!<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSBg1jzieta_5W-lOPhZa9lBsscfHY_l3IVqIV47isloih_GgxWVYvr2_EQ7OmiM2Ne0ARVuMH50C3bFKq6-iLsNTTbHFEtIIYmtNj1BlUA3Hr_drO07vDhpyyQMayG9esxfbOt9pzKwF/s1600/SDC15338.JPG"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407535163531182018" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXSBg1jzieta_5W-lOPhZa9lBsscfHY_l3IVqIV47isloih_GgxWVYvr2_EQ7OmiM2Ne0ARVuMH50C3bFKq6-iLsNTTbHFEtIIYmtNj1BlUA3Hr_drO07vDhpyyQMayG9esxfbOt9pzKwF/s400/SDC15338.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-69801185672764823492009-11-21T13:54:00.000-08:002009-11-21T14:08:45.953-08:00Surprise!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigP2QUaq3M8QuQEntQnGF-P9ttsXYLJ4M3Z0LAiH0S9127k3-XXjkjb71K3OwxgfMxpoCLAYoorCvdXvlme6UWHK55zb_pee5saJ64OyhmmhQCzcDGYYx9cBKqTKYDQOtw-2ErlrxmDviX/s1600/Alden+meets+Watson+at+Airport+11-20-09.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 329px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigP2QUaq3M8QuQEntQnGF-P9ttsXYLJ4M3Z0LAiH0S9127k3-XXjkjb71K3OwxgfMxpoCLAYoorCvdXvlme6UWHK55zb_pee5saJ64OyhmmhQCzcDGYYx9cBKqTKYDQOtw-2ErlrxmDviX/s400/Alden+meets+Watson+at+Airport+11-20-09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406678932335254898" border="0" /></a>Yesterday, Penni met me at the Albuquerque airport. As she stepped out of her car, this is what she handed me.....Watson! I wasn't expecting to see him until I got to Penni's house. Naturally, because I'm a sentimental idiot, with the stress on "mental," I burst into tears. He's prefect. There have been moments this weekend when I've sworn I'm looking at Axel.<br /><br />Penni and I are having too much fun. I went tracking with Chase, who, <span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">btw</span>, just happens to be the COOLEST dog, ever. What a character. I'm so proud to say that I have one of his puppies. And, tracking is FUN. We used my bra as an "article" which we placed in a church parking lot, along with a cookie cutter, washcloth, and a glove. Chase found them all with very little difficulty. Good boy, Chase<br /><br />We spent a few hours shopping in Old Town, and yes, Carolyn, I bought some really cool <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">kaleidoscopes</span>. Tonight we off to watch the sunset and drink margaritas. I know, it's been a rough weekend.<br /><br />Oh! And if Penni isn't careful, she might notice Inca's missing. What a lovely, dear dog she is.<br /><br />Off to take more puppy pictures!Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-71102585877006470532009-11-16T18:40:00.000-08:002009-11-16T21:55:30.317-08:00My Mother and What's His Name.This morning, my mother asked me, "So, when do you leave to pick up Wicker?" My mother has trouble with names. To date, she has called Watson: Wicker, Wicket, Winston, and <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error">Datsun</span>. It took mom nearly a year to remember Fig's name; she called him "Sig."She may not remember names, but she remembered what it's like to have a new puppy. I'd forgotten that she <span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected">remembered. </span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">My doorbell rang late this afternoon. My mother's gardner/handyman stood at my door. He had been sent by my mother to "inspect" my backyard. Mom was worried that it might not be puppy-proof, and she sent help. Together, Jose and I found a small hole in the fence line (thank you, Fig) that a puppy could wedge his head, and under the deck, we found most of Fig's discarded, disgusting, de-stuffed puppy toys.</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">I now have the most puppy-friendly backyard in Napa. </span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected">Thank you, mom.</span><br /><span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"></span>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-15191272685640056372009-11-06T11:14:00.000-08:002009-11-06T11:24:03.645-08:00Ian and Fig<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_oBFsZ6vfsQo9pvhAQhdSJ-m0fiRJcV9IpLyEfcCnZ3vm-YCeXtP86WBw7K4RDY2SUFP23UJADFEzzBrXK_f0k6QqvhnqYPtrNjRwSxclXnoN4F4gxmWvrNtL_bLoktH5h7SHH0pGW02/s1600-h/SDC15278.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401071697360360834" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe_oBFsZ6vfsQo9pvhAQhdSJ-m0fiRJcV9IpLyEfcCnZ3vm-YCeXtP86WBw7K4RDY2SUFP23UJADFEzzBrXK_f0k6QqvhnqYPtrNjRwSxclXnoN4F4gxmWvrNtL_bLoktH5h7SHH0pGW02/s400/SDC15278.JPG" /></a> I woke up at 1:30 am because I noticed the lights were still on in Ian's room. I went in to turn them off, and there was no Ian. The quilt was off his bed, but there was no boy in the bed. This is what I found when I went into the living room. I'll admit, it brought a tear to my eye.<br /><br /><br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-5856379276136473022009-11-05T19:31:00.000-08:002009-11-05T19:38:34.304-08:00Food for Thought...?<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRsfQlRxLAyjr8ZB8GX-XIlMJrsTTQ1-C7prECnuCJDoJ6hHKbTq7ftBAzknhSlMQEZ6Q1J10heocFk6M7jgPhe3HyF2jyay7mrUYuQmqg4y4n-AWAfMrYTAxFjeacAbnluBfvm2p4zk5Y/s1600-h/SDC15275.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400828780575558610" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRsfQlRxLAyjr8ZB8GX-XIlMJrsTTQ1-C7prECnuCJDoJ6hHKbTq7ftBAzknhSlMQEZ6Q1J10heocFk6M7jgPhe3HyF2jyay7mrUYuQmqg4y4n-AWAfMrYTAxFjeacAbnluBfvm2p4zk5Y/s400/SDC15275.JPG" /></a> Fig is home from the vet's, and as expected, is very groggy. He had baked chicken and rice for dinner, and this is as far as he got when he was done eating. Poor puppy dog.<br /><div></div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-509982303547252797.post-53384851051781312962009-11-05T13:52:00.000-08:002009-11-05T14:27:31.948-08:00For the Woman with Everything<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7VhkRthqI6kTdK_h_GIorRXglGXWRfvAhOyUN8JlM4_G9S2XNGjws899wu46ge6D7nDCpGP4bljHQLHzgmw9DomakUBZiWDVI8EFTkrsAoW2lz79d5n-BIL5kOgH2u2EsQCm7RGBoNHMG/s1600-h/earings01.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400740897154119058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7VhkRthqI6kTdK_h_GIorRXglGXWRfvAhOyUN8JlM4_G9S2XNGjws899wu46ge6D7nDCpGP4bljHQLHzgmw9DomakUBZiWDVI8EFTkrsAoW2lz79d5n-BIL5kOgH2u2EsQCm7RGBoNHMG/s400/earings01.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div>Authentic, honest-to-God Neutical earrings. Why anyone would want to wear prosthetic dog balls from their ears is beyond me. Here is the description from <a href="http://www.neuticles.com/">http://www.neuticles.com/</a> :</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div>Elegance and fashion are combined with our new handcrafted earrings available for a limited time only. Sterling silver caps hold an actual pair of Neuticles .63" in style. Ideal for any formal or informal occasion! Each Limited Edition pair are individually numbered up to 1000 - with certificate of authenticity. Price includes first class postage, handling and all related charges. $109/pair. </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>And, while on the subject of testicles, real or fake, Fig's vet phoned, he's fine, and can come home at 6 pm. </div>Aldenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00803777014137172417noreply@blogger.com5