Now that the air is cool, we go hiking, mommy and me. We climb up these little hills, sometimes I have to pull her up, but she's pretty tough for her age. Of course she's gotta stop everywhere and take pictures of weeds ~ go figure that one.....
Mommy says this is called a gully and when it rains real hard, water comes gushing through here. Hard to believe, cause now we can hike in it. I hope mommy takes me here when it rains so I can see it.
I know what this is cause I got a good nose to smell with and I can tell who walked here and how long ago. Again, mommy says it's a coyote trail. She's in her lecturing mood, should have been a teacher, is what I think. She's always telling me stuff. Then daddy wonders who she's talking to.
Sometimes when daddy says she's talking to herself, she says, "no, I'm talking to Samson." She's not, but I won't tell.
Did you notice how pretty the sky is here?
This is the hill we come down after we go on our long hikes with daddy.
The hump you see sticking up between the hills is called Sugarloaf Mountain. Once a long, long time ago, a bandit buried a sack of gold there and no one can find it. I bet I could, if I knew what gold smelled like, my nose is very excellent. I bet the people who went searching for the gold forgot to take their dogs with them. That's why no one can find it.
This is a view of the road that goes from our house to the mailboxes.
Auntie Feral Woman wants to come and hug a juniper. Well, she could try this one! Mommy says when she sees a fence line, like in the picture above, she thinks of auntie TexWisGirl, and when she sees a juniper, she thinks of auntie Feral Woman. Us dogs don't think like that, we just look, sniff, maybe we pee, and then we move on.
Nothing much to read on this newspaper. Some coyotes went by, some rabbits hopped, some mice scurried, but I smell no bear activity. And the raggedy trespasser hasn't been by since I growled at her, heh, heh.......
Have a nice day, everyone!
Posted by Samson, the Samoyed Dog