Paws 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.

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.

Thank you, Kathy, thank you!

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).

More Tahoe Pictures

Filling up in Napa. Watson is shocked at the price of gas!

Watching the in-car DVD. Watson loved "The South Park Movie." "You killed Kenny....."

Fig has seen the movie a few (hundred) times. He was bored.

My human boys ate this for lunch before we went home. It was a long, smelly drive back to Napa.

Fig makes the best pillow.

Good-bye, lake, see you in three weeks!

Life'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.

While the three older kids skied, 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.

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."

" My sister's got one of those, though hers is a Welsh one," says he.

"Oh, she must have a Pembroke Corgi," says I. He scratched his jaw for a moment and said, "Nope, hers is Welsh."

"Well, there are two types of Corgis, but they both originated in Wales."

I will never forget his reply, " Must be a different dog, I'm pretty sure hers came from Fresno."

I LOVE people!

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.




After a long day on the slopes, Ian relaxes at The Bridge Tender in Tahoe City.


Only 5 more years Maddie, and you too can be sitting at the bar.

Kings's Beach. March, 2010. Can you spot the BADDOGS in the FAR distance?

The lake and surrounding mountains.

Ditto.

Another day in paradise.

Nelson takes Watson and Fig for a run.

Fabulous Fig.

What a handsome boy! (Notice how Watson always has his nose to the ground. Good dog!)

BFF's There was a very strict leash law ($250.00 fine) but nowhere was it written that the leash had to be attached to a human.

Gotcha!

I love this place.

A nap after a long day of fun.

Weekend Plans

I 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. ;-)

Alas, I digress (what's new?). My son Nelson turned 13 on March 4th, 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.

We have two cameras, new memory cards, and jackets with lots of zippered pockets. Check for photos tomorrow.

Guess Who's Coming to Dinner, and Spending the W'end?

Yup, Captain and Malibu! Trenton and Denise had a funeral to attend in Los Angeles, and asked me to look after Cappy and Mally (my son Nelson's name for Malibu). They're here until Sunday. I'm sorry that a tragedy in Trenton's family necessitated the slumber party, but we're having a blast.

Today was Nelson's 13th birthday, and we had a small party at the ranch to celebrate. I took all five dogs, Captain, Fig, Watson, Mailbu, and Duncan. Poor Duncan thinks he has sunk past Dante's 7th Circle. He is not amused by the chaos that surrounds him.

Here are some quick pictures.

Off we go to the ranch. Fig, Ian, Malibu, and Captain.

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. ;-)

"Well, come on, let's go. I heard there was going to be a party. Girls just want to have fun!"

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."

Ian and Captain.

Now we get into "BADDOG" territory....

" Hmm, is that cake I smell?"

"Being the good tracking dog that I am, I must investigate this delicious aroma."

"Damn, no cake, but there ARE chips, and an iPhone. Perhaps I can call and order cake?"

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.

Fig and Watson

The evening began with a pre-dinner "ferocious" frap.... And ended with a cuddly after-dinner nap.(Ian was worried that Fig looked cold, so he wrapped him in my daughter's bathrobe.)

Track Laying Through Watson's Eyes

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