At Anza-Borrego Desert State Park in California.
All of the comforts of home.
For some reason the people in the booth always look at us funny when we say “four dogs”.
I have trouble understanding why the dogs get so excited when we start packing. The opportunity to spend several weeks of extra crate time?
Or maybe they really like sunsets.
Travel photo-journal will be posted on the Not-About-The-Dogs Blog.
Green. I remember green [sob].
But it’s only a couple of months until our rainy season should start again.
Grandma Alice poses with her naughty granddaughters Ballantyne and Bolin.
We tried many times to get decent shots of Huxley with his daughter Ava.
In most of them, Ava looks rather annoyed.
”I really, really don’t want to do this.”
The family ears.
This one’s pretty good. They really are amazingly alike.
Margot = giant hairy lap puppy. ”Let me out, I wanna play too!”
Current post 11/25/11: Two Springs.
I’m doing a payroll this morning.
Some people want me to hurry up so they can go play on the beach.