What I Did For My Summer Vacation. Part Uno.

(I am taking Spanish lessons so that I can be tri-lingual. Right now I know how to speak English and American).

I'm putting together a pictorial of What I Did for My Summer Vacation. In piece meal. I don't want to overwhelm you with too many pictures of my awesomeness. (Actually, my mom can't find the camera card with all the other pictures. Which is out of character for her: usually my dad is the one who loses things. Mom just breaks stuff. Now that I think of it, I bet dad lost the card, that's why mom can't find it!).

These pictures were taken during a camping trip with mom and dad a couple of weeks ago. We stayed at a campsite that overlooked a big lake. I got to swim and made a new friend - a hairy Husky named Jack. He was stinky.

We also took a long hike. That was fun.

Until we find the camera card...

Cheers. Adious. Bye.

(English/Spanish/American)

Welcoming Comittee!

We will let you up the stairs - only if you promise to feed us!

That's Right. Ice..man. I AM Dangerous.

On the Road Again

What a busy summer it's been!

Mom and dad have been so busy biking and I've been trying to help out around the house - I lay around and keep dust off the couch. Sometimes I try to wash the pile of bike bottles that collect in the kitchen sink, but I get really annoyed with drying them out. And Kloey micromanages me, which kinda gets on my nerves. Geesh. Big sisters. Always telling you what to do. Kloey - you are not the boss of me.

Last weekend mom and dad took me to one of the mountain bike races. It was at a big ski hill up north. It was hot, but it was fun. We spent Saturday hiking - I loved it! The views from the top of the ski hill were really pretty. I love being outside.

On Sunday, I met a bunch of new doggies. But again, I had a not-so-friendly run in with a German Sheppard. They have some kinda of issues. Always snarling at me. I don't think they like me because I am British. Must have something to do with that whole Germany v. The Rest of the World thing. After all, I am an English Lab. It's kinda like some of the people who live down south - you know....the ones who are waiting for the Confederacy to rise again and get an attitude toward folks from up north?

So, we're off to more races this weekend. Mom packed my bag last night. I get to meet new doggies and hang with mom and dad's friends - they are nice. A couple of mom's lady friends REALLY like me. I think they like my accent. Or it could be because I'm charming and handsome.

Gotta go...I think I hear mom calling me.

Cheers!

Kirby

Quality Time with Dad

Bed Hog

She can lay ANYWHERE in the house. But instead, she hogs my bed. Meanwhile, I'm only allowed on the leather couch/ottoman.

Now she's just taunting me by putting my bed in a chair and then her toy on top of the bed.

O.K. I guess we can share.

And I'm Back!

I know. I know.

I was about to turn into one of those six-blog-posts-and-then-I'm-done bloggers. Sorry about that. I'm back. And I'm back in black. Get it?

So far, I've traveled to Wisconsin for vacation this summer. I've heard it's a place worse than hell, but I think I like that place. Mom did a mountain bike race with a bunch of her lady-friends. Dad (and one of her lady-friendiz husband) was the support crew. And I got to go along for the ride. A couple of hours after we got to the hotel, they left to do this thing called a "pre-ride" where they go and pre-ride the race course. I got to stay in the air conditioned hotel room, lay on the bed, and watch Animal Planet.

It was a nice weekend. But before we headed home, mom and dad went back to trails where dad biked and mom and I went for a hike.

We all had a great time and it was so nice to be with mom and dad.

This is me on one of the mountain bike trails.

Dad crashed. I heard that mom crashed during her race. She didn't bleed, but she got a nasty bruise.......Those two sure do crash alot.

On the Health-Kick Train

As I get older, I'm concerned about eating right and keeping my figure fit and trim. And I need to keep up with the younger chicks at daycare. So I looked through all my mom's health and fitness books, and this one caught my eye. But all that reading made me tired. And I don't know what my blood type is, anyways...all I know is that it's Grade A Sexy.