Learning

Yesterday the "gang" went on a hike to one of our favorite high alpine lakes.  A fair distance, so we watched the pup carefully, with plans to turn around if she began showing any sign of fatigue.

No fatigue until we reached the truck after hiking almost 8  miles and some serious romps in a meadow!

She is learning how we roll around here and seems to be happy.

That is a good thing.

Murphy's Day.

Adjustments

Well, memories are getting foggier...we certainly didn't remember "puppy energy."  We fell into a quiet, bookish, cerebral life, with a few ball throws and runs.

Holy cow!

Murphy's Day.

Molly Brown

We get a sense she will arrive fully loaded.  Montana's Unsinkable Molly Brown.  Mighty Molly Mo. Molly Oly.  Any dog that already had nicknames is doing ok.

We pick her up on Sunday.

Murphy's Day.

Perfect Toy

We went to Petco this weekend, picking up a few things for the puppy.  And later this week I will make a quick trip to a local chi-chi pet store for 'healthy chews" for Annie Oakley and Willa.  The pet industry is thriving with toys, chews, special foods.

But when it comes to the girls, the perfect toys are always the most loved and frequently hand-me-downs from me.  They have probably read Velveteen Rabbit too many times.

I walked out of the house yesterday morning and this was on the back porch, perfectly placed so Annie could find her soccer ball when she got up in the morning.

What is not to love about that?

Murphy's Day.

A Dog's Field of Dreams

When over in eastern Washington, this is the morning and evening walk as well as play ground.

Field of dog dreams.

Murphy's Day.

Thank You

No pictures this morning.  Just a link of a story.  This dog was the last surviving search dog from 9/11.   And she died.  She was an amazing Golden and will be missed.  You can read about it:  http://www.chron.com/news/houston-texas/article/Rescuers-salute-Bretagne-9-11-rescue-dog-7966741.php

Draft Picks

I've had a variety of experiences when it comes to getting a puppy.  Everything from finding my very first dog, Alexis the Airedale in a pet store, peeking out at me from the back room, to being handed Sage having my friend and breeder Mary make the decision for me about which pup I was going to bring home.

This time I have a draft pick.  I am second in picking a female.

Yesterday over email came 10 pictures of 10 ups.  5 males, 5 females.  They are three weeks old, growing by the day.

I actually have a lot of work today but my guess is I will spend a bit of time looking at 5 female puppy pictures.

Hopefully Annie Oakley and Willa can help.

Murphy's Day.