Snowshoe Adventure ~ January 6, 2009

Yesterday my dad brought home these big ol' clown shoes. He says they're not clown shoes... they're snow shoes. Can you see the spikes on the bottom of the shoes? The spikes make it easier for my dad to walk on the ice and snow. (You can click on the photos to make them bigger.)

Here's my dad practicing his snowshoeing in the backyard. (I think this means we're going to go hiking soon!) I discovered a really fun way to annoy my dad... if I step on the back of his snowshoe it causes him to fall down! I thought it was funny but my dad wasn't laughing. He's such a stick-in-the-mud sometimes.

This morning my dad and I drove out to one of our favorite hiking spots so he could try out his snowshoes. Here I am looking at all of the places I'll get to explore!

Oh boy, we found a stream! Now I can get a drink of water...

Hey dad! The bank of the stream is kind of steep... I don't want to fall in!

I carefully crept down to the stream and got a nice drink of water. Brrrr... the water was cold!

My dad and I stopped for a short rest before heading home. I hope we can go hiking again next week! Love, Trooper

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My little pup is growing up!

As we begin a new year I thought it would be fun to show you how much Trooper has grown over the past few months. I took this picture on the day we brought him home when he was only twelve weeks old.

Here's Trooper at ten months old.

It's hard to believe that he was ever this small!

Now he weighs 60 lbs. and he's still growing!

Trooper was four months old in this picture.

My big handsome boy...

More proof that my Mommy has way too much time on her hands...

My mom and dad had to go to a place called the D-M-V a few days ago so my dad could renew his driver's license. I don't know what D-M-V stands for but I think it must be like the V-E-T because my mom and dad sure dread going there. My mom says that when you go to the D-M-V, they make you fill out a bunch of forms and then you have to stand in a long line for what seems like hours. When you get to the front of the line they take a horrible, scary picture of you... (trust me, my mom's driver's license picture made my ears stick straight up in the air and they haven't come down yet!) Here's a fake "barking license" that my mom made up for me... I think someone needs to tell my mommy to get a life!


After my mom and dad left the D-M-V, they went to one of my mom's favorite stores TAR-JAY! My mom bought this squeaky lobster for me. She also thought it would be HILARIOUS to put it on my head and take a picture of me. (NOT funny mom! Grrr!)


Hey Mom! Put down the camera and save me from this ferocious lobster!!!

My dad says that the claws are his favorite part of the lobster. I don't know why... if you ask me they're kind of chewy!

Nom, nom, nom... I think I've finally wrestled the lobster into submission...

You're safe Mommy... I chewed off the lobster's claw. He can't pinch you now!

Don't worry Mommy...

I wiped my paws before I came inside!

Happy New Year!

Merry Christmas!