Monday, August 24, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
This waterfall was beautiful. It appears to be a small one, but we hiked up it and it just kept going, and the scenery was breath taking.
Here Ronix is running like a crazy, wild dog. He was so funny, I wish I would have got it on the flip to post. He was running the fastest I've seen him run, in circles, around me, straight at me; just absolutely loving the freedom and fresh air.
And yes, Ronix was in his idea of doggy heaven. Wood was everywhere. I never did get my good marshmellow stick. Every one I found was suddenly between the chomping, slobbery jaws of Ronix who was thinking, "mmm give me that stick! my stick! mine mine mine! i'll race ya...I win!"
Another "where's Ronix" one. I love the lighting in this one; it brings out the meaning of their nickname The Gray Ghost...
Monday, July 20, 2009
Ronix is hilarious to watch bounding and leaping through the shallow waters on the shoreline.
If you haven't figured it out yet, a tennis ball is gold at the beach. If you don't throw it for him, he'll just play with it like a cat would a mouse on the sandy beach.
Such a happy puppy dog! He loves the water. It is a perfect temperature this year, already about 74 degrees! Pretty nice for Bear Lake! :)
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I love this picture! If you look closely you will know why! He looks like a deer; none of his paws are on the ground. It never fails to make me laugh.
Mark may not like being on my blog, so we just won't tell him and see if he notices, because this picture is so cute!
We were lucky Pirate tolerated Ronix's antics! He was very passive with him, even though he was getting choked and pulled around by a pup.
He loved the dirt chips, it was funny to watch him play and eat them.
I don't think this one needs an explanation.
Obviously I could go on til the sun goes down...but I think this last one is a great note to end on.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
The moose get quite close in Bear Lake, and I don't think Ronix could figure out what it was. I love the stripe of hair standing on end that goes all the way down his back.
Thursday, June 11, 2009
I think Ronix is so used to getting on rocks and posing/waiting for us to say the "break" command, that he does it a lot on his own. I didn't tell him to do this, my sister pointed out the coolness so of course I grabbed my camera ha ha. It is impressive though, he was quite the guard dog while down there. There has been a black bear visiting the area for the past week or so, and that evening we had a fire, and he was very alert, very anxious and protective. I was impressed! We figured there must be something out there .. like the bear!
My sister and I went up into the mountains to find a branch for my writing project, and she brought her German Shepard, Pirate. Ronix has played with Pirate ever since he was knee high to a grasshopper ... err..great dane. ha ha. The mountains were beautiful with lively wild irises everywhere. We got the boys to pose for a picture for us, not too bad for two hyper pups.