BrownStone Catch-up

While Dave is busy preparing for the big Cascadia earthquake during a statewide drill (our house may be a designated communications hub.  The guys are busy seeing how far and with whom they can communicate throughout the state.) and because it is raining out, I have the perfect opportunity to catch up on the blog.

Trask

Yesterday, when the Comcast repairman drove up, poor Trask had a dilemma . "Do I scare him by barking or with my catch". Not wanting to release the squirrel, he gave his best muffled bark. The "scared" guy about fell out of his rig, he was laughing so hard.

I almost didn't post this picture on FB, but chasing and occasionally catching squirrels is a reality around here. The difference this time was Trask giving his best effort to bark at the repairman with a squirming squirrel in his mouth. Almost as funny were the gamut of comments I got on the post including:
Good boy.
Disgusting!!!!
Funny. Yuck and ugh, but funny.
Poor Squirrel
You have to frame this one. What a hoot!
Disgustingly hilarious. I wish I could show Tule that picture! She would be soooo jealous!
Yuck!      

Koyuk

A couple weeks ago I took Koyuk to a Rally-O competition. She earned her second leg toward a new title.  If I had not moved my feet during signaled commands and missed a station all together, she would have her title.  We will keep practicing and try again in June.

Waiting our turn to go in the ring.

 Frontier Chinooks

I also traveled to Washugal Washington to visit a two week old litter at Frontier Chinooks.  My first Chinook, Frontier Rain Dancer McKenzie (McKenzie) was born in this whelping box.

Alaka'i

BrwonStone Cascade Mt Shasta, (Alaka'i) has moved to Florida.  His family sent some pictures.

Cape Canaveral

Ka'i livin' the life.

Muku and Bramble

BrownStone Iditarod Takotna (Muku) and BrownStone Cascade Mr. Mazama (Bramble) daily run forest trails with human family.

Ben and the dogs resting after a run.

Luca

BrownStone Cascade Mt. Klah (Luca) has earned her CGC title and will be traveling to the Chinook National Specialty this summer.

Raining harder. The guys are now downtown at the Sheriff command center swapping stories and filling out paperwork. Perfect afternoon to head for the couch and my book

 More Muku and Bramble

Today's run to Mystery Falls with Muku and Bramble was just posted on FB

I fell asleep reading my book and was awakened by Ginger with news about Trask's pups.  They are very large and heavy for 6 week-olds. Wolfe is over 13 pounds already. Ginger reports that they are all taking long walks with her and enjoying romps in the woods. Well-fed, active, healthy and happy (Cedar's) great-grandpups, Nice thought to end the day.

Trask is a Stud

This weekend I went up to see the 4 week old Rain Mountain Irish Revolutionary Litter that BrownStone Cascade Mt. Trask sired. It was a very long drive to Stanwood but very much worth it.

 4 week old Trask

 Mom: Hurricane Elizabeth

Elizabeth has the best personality. Unfortunately I was so focused on taking pictures of the little ones, I missed the opportunity to get a good one of her until she watched us leave from behind the fence.

Wolfe Tone - male

Roberta Sands (Bobby) - female

Bernadette Devlin - female

Maud Gonne - female

Puppies at 4 weeks are all speed ahead and crash. Most of the pictures I got were during the "crash" puppy piles.

Maud taking advantage of her position on top of the pile to chew on a sibling's foot.

Maud, Bobby and Wolfe

Bobby, Maud using Wolfe as a pillow.

Bernadette was more into exploring than joining siblings in crash piles. Here she is on her way up the stairs. I heard today that she was the first to find a way to climb out of the x-pen - to no one's surprise.

Maude as the pillow.

The milkbar was a catch-as-catch-can mobile meal. Elizabeth wanted my attention but it often meant risking herself to sharp, persistent teeth.

"OK, enough with the pictures!" (I only took 197) "Time for a nap!"

Daching Thru the Snow

Ever since seeing the viral FB picture of a team of Dachshunds with a sled, Wendy, my dog class instructor, has dreamed of mushing with her dogs. The Wednesday before Easter we loaded up the van with two sleds and six dogs and headed to the mountains in pursuit of an adventure.
Hooking up turned out to be an adventure in itself.  We decided it would work best if Team Nookies lead the way which meant they had to be hooked up first a ways down the trail. Trask was so excited to see his classmates, he wrapped both Koyuk and himself around the tree the sled was anchored to while I helped Wendy harness and arrange Team Daching.

Who knew harnesses meant for northern breeds would fit and stay on Dachshunds?  As long as they kept a taught tug, their little legs didn't trip over the leg loops.
Team Nookies untangled and we were off...

with Trask and Koyuk leading the way...

and Team Daching in hot pursuit...  
of varmints.

"Oh boy!" it's the...

rarely seen snowshoe Dachbunny...

and inevitable team tangle.

Team Daching really moved.

 They were so fast...

they spooked up another Snowshoe Dachbunny.

Team Daching flying down the trail.

and coming around the final home turn.

Who says Dachshunds can't mush for over 3 miles on sticky spring snow and flush out wildlife to boot?