Shaver Lake Daytrip

So part of the fun of adding a new member to the household is introducing  them to all the mountain dog activities that they've probably never seen before. Astro, the 140lb chicken, is finally learning to like car rides (after numerous trips to in-n-out and to see his favorite uncle and anything else he likes to positively reinforce him.

So last week we ventured up to Shaver Lake to let the other two furkids swim and run around like wild beasts and to expose Astro to the idea that water isnt necessarily a terrifying thing...... Hakuna matata.


Last one in is a rotten egg!

 The nervous froth face as he watches the crazy dogs run straight in....

MINE.

'Baby' brother is confused. 

Ziggy goes for the long distance swim

You wouldn't think a 3-legged dog, 90lb dog would swim like a fish, but you'd be wrong.

What? Rosie may be part sealion. Hard to tell.

Who knows what's going on in that head. He did put his front feet in the water,
so we call it a win for his first lake day.

Till next time, mountain dog fans.

Astro, Greatest Dane and newest adoptee

So, although nothing will ever fill the hole that Sadie left in our family, we agreed to adopt Astro when we heard that his family was moving and couldn't take him with. I'm a sucker for a sob story involving large canines. Especially those suffering from BBDS (Big Black Dog Syndrome).

Astro is ~3.5 years old and has been a country dog his whole life so we are introducing him to a whole host of things that scare the crap out of him. Chickens, for instance. Also water, small spaces, loud noises, crowds, small dogs, cars, etc etc etc.... Luckily he's the mellowest dude around so he mostly takes it in stride and forgives me for putting him in all these situations. He doesn't appear to have seen a vet anytime in the recent past and he needs to gain a little weight, but all that is easily fixed and aside from a large suspicious lump under his chin that needed to be removed (thankfully non cancerous), he is getting all the TLC he can handle. We will make a mountain dog out of him yet....

Long Time No Post

In a nutshell: Changed jobs, moved, changed jobs again, quit job to start my own gig and now back on solid ground. Ziggy, the hound, is now 6.5 years old and has matured (physically, if not mentally). Hurricane Rosie, the french mastiff, is now 4, and is still a spitfire. Sadie, our beautiful english mastiff, left us in February after battling a nerve sheath tumor for 3 months. She was 7.5. She made me a better human, which is no easy task, even for a mastiff. I miss her still.

Dinkey Creek Ride

Gotta love FS roads with locked gates. No traffic, nice wide track and plenty of room for The Zig to run. This particular road is just off Dinkey Creek Road, near Poison Meadows. Get pedaling.

Biking at Sky Harbor

Zig and the Tarantula

FINALLY! A living thing that The Zig does not feel obligated to punk. It's a christmas miracle, fo sho. Hail Cthulu!!



Took the Zig up to Pincushion to wear his butt out before I have to go work out of town for a few days. Oh the wonders of nature..............

November Snow!

Alright, so it was just a light dusting of powder and it's already gone by the time I get around to posting this, but still. It rocked. Hurry ski season!!