Today is Trask's 2nd Birthday. After what seems like forever hot weather, the day started cool enough for a run around the property. Even with overcast skies, the hot dogs were more than happy to cool off in the back pond...
and take a break to explore new interesting smells.
After a few more dips in the pond...
the muddy dogs were ready for the the long run back over the ridge to home.
Cedar hitched a ride back to the top of the ridge.
Once home, even after swimming in the house pond to cool and rinse off, the dogs were still matted with sticky grey pond muck, grass and wildflower seeds and sticker-burrs.
They spent the remainder of the morning getting baths and brushed out when all they wanted to do was crash on our bed.
After noon, Trask had his first agility lesson. While I ran back and forth giving commands and treats, Grandma Cedar repeatedly showed him how to do jump the hurdle until his goofy brain caught-on that the goal was not only to get to the other side of the jump, he had to go over instead of through the bar.
Every BrownStone Chinook pup gets an individualized, stuffed toy representing the theme of the litter. The BrownStone Cascade Peaks litter received animals found in the Cascade mountains. Trask's animal, an elk, dwarfed him the day he was born.
The now clean but rather-be doing-anything-other-than-getting-pictures-taken pack endured inexorable posing with Trask's elk.
Trask alone.
Trask with mom Koyuk.
"I'm taking elk and ending this torture."
"So there!"
"Me too"
"yea - enough all ready"
"We are out of here. After all it is time for the birthday dinner!"
