Of all the girls, Willa seems to love being over in Nahahum Canyon the most. She is clearly a "county girl." She has gotten used to the coyotes at night, the Great Horned owl, the quail in the morning, the deer...she simply loves being able to go out the door and explore.
A lab.
And she realizes this is Murphy's Canyon. But seems determined to make it "Willa's Weekend Abode."
Murphy's Day.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Gang of Three
You know how the press is always describing coalitions as "gangs?"
Well, these three are definitely the "Gang of Three." A pack, a herd, a group....
They had a great time being out of the city. And we'll head back on Saturday. Hopefully even find some spots to fish.
Gang of Three.
Murphy's Day.
Well, these three are definitely the "Gang of Three." A pack, a herd, a group....
They had a great time being out of the city. And we'll head back on Saturday. Hopefully even find some spots to fish.
Gang of Three.
Murphy's Day.
Tuesday, May 28, 2013
It's Not About The Ball
Well, we're back in Seattle.
After a wet and nice weekend away.
Mostly playing ball with the girls.
They are, in a nutshell, obsessed.
Really obsessed.
Murphy's Day.
After a wet and nice weekend away.
Mostly playing ball with the girls.
They are, in a nutshell, obsessed.
Really obsessed.
Murphy's Day.
Friday, May 24, 2013
There Was A Time
There was a time when my alarm clock was a pup. Now, she is approaching two.
She still doesn't understand why I want to sleep in on the weekends.
Or why she can't sit in the back yard and bark at any passing bird.
Or why not everyone carries treats when she is out for her run with me.
Or why she can't steal Sage's pig ear.
Or why she can't get into Annie's dinner bowl....
But she does understand that this is going to be a long weekend. And that we'll be in eastern Washington until next Tuesday. No leashes! Lots of things to explore.
Life is good.
See you when we get back.
Murphy's Day.
She still doesn't understand why I want to sleep in on the weekends.
Or why she can't sit in the back yard and bark at any passing bird.
Or why not everyone carries treats when she is out for her run with me.
Or why she can't steal Sage's pig ear.
Or why she can't get into Annie's dinner bowl....
But she does understand that this is going to be a long weekend. And that we'll be in eastern Washington until next Tuesday. No leashes! Lots of things to explore.
Life is good.
See you when we get back.
Murphy's Day.
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Small Streams
This is what I mean by skinny water, or small streams.
A lovely spot where I have spent many a quiet summer afternoon.
Murphy's Day.
A lovely spot where I have spent many a quiet summer afternoon.
Murphy's Day.
Wednesday, May 22, 2013
Rivers Flowing High
I am oh so ready to fish. But it will be a little while longer, unless we drift down the Yakima. We'll see. Last time we did that, Annie and Sage were very reluctant crew in the Clackacraft.
But in a week or so some of the smaller streams may be in good shape. Shorter fly rods, less weight lines...small, but gorgeous fish.
And labs in the water.
Doesn't get much better.
Murphy's Day.
But in a week or so some of the smaller streams may be in good shape. Shorter fly rods, less weight lines...small, but gorgeous fish.
And labs in the water.
Doesn't get much better.
Murphy's Day.
Tuesday, May 21, 2013
Annie Among the Sage
Annie loves nothing better than a lake. Ok, maybe a lake with someone to throw sticks. Ok, maybe a lake with someone to throw sticks and her sisters swimming with her. Then a game of tug o' war over the sticks.
Hopefully we'll get to do somethings like this this coming weekend.
Murphy's Day.
Hopefully we'll get to do somethings like this this coming weekend.
Murphy's Day.
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