More flowers! Oh no. I’ve got to get out of this dog hotel so I can have more adventures.
All over my trails are these bushes full of white blossoms.
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Wordless Week – Day 3
This wordless thing is getting really bad – especially when all my person will let me post are flower pictures. At least they’re pictures of flowers on my trails. I hope I get out of this dog hotel soon.
Each year is a new adventure on my trails, because some flowers do well one year and other flowers do well the next. This year these bushes are filling up with yellow blossoms.
Wordless Week
I don’t believe it! My person has dumped me off in the dog hotel again and she said she doesn’t even have time to be my secretary while she’s gone. I can’t write about my adventures or anything. This will be a wordless week for sure.
My person gets so crazy with her camera that she even takes pictures of weeds.
I pushed my way in front of the camera so I could eat those things.
Flower Power
It’s that time of year again. When my person is the slowest hiker in the world because all she seems to do is take out her camera.
And when I think she’s finished and we can start moving, she takes it out again.
There are some flowers that bloom around here called Indian Paintbrush. They’re pretty hard to miss when you walk by.
I’ve been lucky though. None of them grow on the trails we usually walk on, and I can usually distract my person when we walk by the ones near our trail so she doesn’t notice them.
But you know what those Indian Paintbrushes did?
They smuggled a couple of them right onto my trail and hid them under a Manzanita bush. But even hidden they’re hard to miss because of their bright color.
And my person noticed them.
And then she noticed that those other ones were in bloom. Those ones I told you about that she usually doesn’t notice.
So she had to go off of our trail and get her camera out. And of course she dragged me with her.
But I discovered something about those flowers.
The bushes around those flowers – the ones they tried to hide those paintbrushes under – have some really good smells in them.
I hope my person stays here and takes pictures for a long time.
What’s that Smell?
The last few days there’s been a strange smell on the corner of my street. I smell it every time I walk by there to get to my trails.
It’s not like the smell of my favorite rock. I drag my person over to this rock every day when go near it. You see, it’s not quite on our path, but it ‘s worth going out of the way for.
No, this strange smell isn’t anything like my message spots. It’s kind of a girlie smell, but not like any girl I’d want to hang out with.
It smells sort of like perfume, but I sure hope none of my girlfriends wear perfume like that. I prefer a good old strong dog scent to that smell.
My person says the smell is coming from this tree and the tree is probably trying to attract bees.
If bees like the smell of that tree there’s got to be something wrong with them. I mean, who would want to go after that smell?
But maybe those bees are smarter than I thought.
I don’t see any of them hanging around this tree.
They probably found something that smelled much better.
Trail Trip Without Me
Do you know what my people did? You won’t believe it. I can’t believe it because what they did is really terrible.
While I was stuck at the dog hotel you know what they did? They went out looking for new trails.
Without me.
How could they do that?
I mean, I love trails. And I love adventure. And how can you find more adventure than on a new trail?
And they didn’t take me.
And look at all the things they found.
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I’ve never seen cactus like this on my trails. It’s towering over my younger person. Look how small he looks. It makes me feel bigger just to look at that picture.
I can be Big Dog now. My younger person doesn’t look so big after all.
Hey wait a minute. Now wait just a minute.
You found a lake on that new trail and you didn’t take me swimming?
This is totally not fair at all. I’m going on strike.
No walks for my people until they take me to that lake.
What, person? There is what on that new trail you found?
Attack cactus?
If you get too close that cactus jumps off and sticks to you?
That sounds like a secret weapon to me. If some bad guy comes I could convince him I want to take his picture next to that cactus. And then whap, whap! That cactus jumps off and attacks him. And I’ve got it all on film.
I sure wouldn’t want to kiss him after that.
What do you mean, that’s not very nice. I’d only do it to a bad guy.
You think I would get tangled up in that cactus?
I would never go near that attack cactus. I’m the perfectly behaved dog. I always do what you say.
Fine then. I wouldn’t want to go on that new trail anyway. Giant cactus and attack cactus and a lake that’s so far down the hill that I’d have to take a flying leap into it.
I’m all worn out from the dog hotel anyway. I had fun that you don’t know anything about.
Don’t even think about trying to take me on that new trail. I’ll be busy. Taking a nap.
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Red Trails Again
This is our second day of falling snow and it still isn’t covering up my trails.
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I haven’t been able to figure out why that snow can cover me up, but not my trails.
I guess some good things came out of it though. Lots of squishy mud.
We met a man that looked like he had had a close encounter with some of that squishy mud. It gave me a great idea. What if my person and I did some mud wrestling? It would be almost as much fun as playing in snow. I tried to suggest it to my person and she wouldn’t go for it. People just don’t know how to have fun.
Well, most people anyway. We met two people who were laughing as they came around a bend. I think they were having fun. And they hadn’t even been doing any mud wrestling. I thought I’d do them a favor by showing them how tasty snow is. They didn’t want any though. They might know how to have fun, but they’re missing out when it comes to good taste.
The ravens looked like they were having great fun today.
They usually don’t come this close to us, but I guess they were enjoying the snow.
But since I can’t fly and my person won’t mud wrestle with me I’ll have to have fun in the snow a different way.
Maybe I can pretend I’m Waldo’s dog.
Can you see me?
Snow for a Snow Dog
It snowed today. Almost all day. It finally stuck on the trees and bushes, but we never got much on the ground.
My person checked on her friends on Facebook and you know what she discovered? Her friends that live south of Tucson built a snowman today. And her my friends that live a few miles from us and at a much lower elevation – what’s that word mean again, person? – they live down the hill from us, built a snowman today.
I’m not asking for a snowman, but a snow dog would be nice. But we don’t even have enough snow on the ground to do that.
I had to get my snow treats off the trees today.
I guess I shouldn’t complain about that. Those treats were at the perfect level. I didn’t have to bend over.
Not enough snow for a snow dog here either. Maybe I could mix some mud into the snow. A red and white snow dog might look pretty cool.
Even my wash is looking pretty sad. I think there’s more puddles than snow down here.
And now it’s not even snowing any more. How am I ever going to build a snow dog if the snow stops coming down?
Hey! I think I just figured out what happened to all the snow. It got stuck on top of those big rocks.
I wonder how I could get those rocks to shake around a bit and send some of that snow flying this way.
Into the Clouds
We’re going up where, person? To the top of Sugarloaf? But person, we hardly ever go up there and it looks like it’s starting to disappear. What happens to us if we’re up there and it disappears?
I’m not going up there.
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You see this? There’s water here. There’s never water on my trails except sometimes when my puddle shows up.
You go and disappear on Sugarloaf. I’ll be up a creek if you want to find me.
Wait a minute. I said I was going up this creek. Where are you taking me? We never go this way.
See person, you shouldn’t have gone this way. If that cactus hadn’t been there to stop you, you would have slipped all the way down the hill in that squishy mud. You didn’t get any pricklers did you?
Do you think you can pick those pricklers out at home?
I’m feeling all washed up.
What!? We’ve got to keep going?
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Okay, I think I’m in the clouds now.
Can you see me?
You mean I haven’t disappeared yet?
Good, because I’m ready to go.
What do you mean, this isn’t the right way to go?
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Hey, look at my puddle! Why didn’t we just come here? I’ve never seen it this deep before. Do you think the deepness has something to do with those boys who dug the dirt out of it?
Hey person, stop taking pictures of me when I’m exploring.
You can take pictures of this instead.
That’s not fair. You didn’t take any pictures while I was jumping on you. You’re all muddy now, you know.
I thought this was a dry wash.
Hey person, I bet you can wash all that mud off yourself here.
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Appreciating the Weather
Today was one of those T-shirt kind of days that we sometimes get here in January. My person said snow was on the way so we needed to take advantage of the weather while it’s here. So off we headed on my trails.
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Hey person, this isn’t our usual way to go. Where am I taking you?
Did you say snow was on its way? There’s some snow already hanging out here.
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When I finished checking out the snow that seemed to like this warm weather, we headed on up the trail.
Where am I taking you person? This trail’s really steep.
Are you coming, person? You seem to be taking your time.
You can slow down now, person. I need a rest.
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Finally, we made it to the top.
Can you see our house down there?
Hey, this is pretty cool. A what kind of view is it? Panoramic view? I don’t see any pans from here? Just an old coffee pot.
Mogollon Rim
Coffee Pot Rock
Coffee Pot Rock
Thunder Mountain
Hey, I worked really hard to get up here.
What do you mean, we have to go back down again?
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