Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Heaven Is Still Burning
The truly perfect place that the dogs and I found to walk and throw and climb and run burned on Monday. To see some really amazing pictures, go here and look at the photo gallery.
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=4097842
We are devastated. However, there's a bright side. Once they let us back onto the burn site, we won't have to look out for rattle snakes, we won't get cheat grass seed in our socks, or grass up our noses, or foxtails in our ears, and I won't have to battle the deer for Jack's attention.
This is just days before it burned
http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=4097842
We are devastated. However, there's a bright side. Once they let us back onto the burn site, we won't have to look out for rattle snakes, we won't get cheat grass seed in our socks, or grass up our noses, or foxtails in our ears, and I won't have to battle the deer for Jack's attention.
This is just days before it burned
Many Deer Canyon
Saturday, August 23, 2008
Jack's Favorite Food (Now)
Anyone Heard of Doggie Ice Cream?
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Savoring the Lingering Bouquet
Jack, upon tasting an open-faced saltine and frosting sandwich.
(With the TV accompaniment--I planned that)
He said afterward it tasted like grass.
Afterward, he cleansed his palate with crisp toilet water, for a fresh-flush finish.
(With the TV accompaniment--I planned that)
He said afterward it tasted like grass.
Afterward, he cleansed his palate with crisp toilet water, for a fresh-flush finish.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
The Gate That Jack (and Grandma) Built
Thursday, August 14, 2008
The Big Black Lab
Who will throw my ball? asked the big black lab
Not I, said Grandma the pig.
Not I, said Jessie the silly goose.
Then I will get my ball rolling by myself, said the big black lab.
And he did.
The big black lab picked stood over his ball waiting for grandma to throw it.
And who will toss my ball up the hill? asked the big black lab.
Not I, said Grandma the pig.
Not I, said Jessie the silly goose.
Then I will carry it myself and get it rolling said the big black lab.
And he did.
Again and again and again.
Not I, said Grandma the pig.
Not I, said Jessie the silly goose.
Then I will get my ball rolling by myself, said the big black lab.
And he did.
The big black lab picked stood over his ball waiting for grandma to throw it.
And who will toss my ball up the hill? asked the big black lab.
Not I, said Grandma the pig.
Not I, said Jessie the silly goose.
Then I will carry it myself and get it rolling said the big black lab.
And he did.
Again and again and again.
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
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