Hiking in the Valley of Fire...

Feeling Hot Hot Hot - NOT!
The Valley of Fire was about 40 degrees. But I had FUN! Lots and Lots and LOTS of smells to sniff.


Here I am with my head in the wind as we drive to a hiking spot. B-Dawgs LOVE the hiking!


For the first mile anyway...then I'm all about Mum hiking, and me riding. See the Sexy B-dawg sillhouette? I think riding in the belt bag is the Way. To. Travel.

King of all I survey

Mum finally got the back yard finished! Grass! Patio! Plants to pee on! YAY. Rocks...not so yay.


Mum is hiding in the corner. She's so silly.




Dude. No, that grass is wet. I'll stay RIGHT here, thanks!







Yet another marvelous place for me to explore and chill out at. Wish it weren't so cold right now so I could enjoy it! Peace out!

Chicken Dawg Chicken Dawg

Haunting near you! Its me, Baxter the CHICKEN DAWG!
Hope you had a marvelous Halloween! My only complaint (no, not the costume) was that no one gave puppeh treats when I went out treating wiht the Boo! Notice the last photo where I leave in dejection. sad.

You barely update the blog

So why on earth would I want one of these facebook page thingys??

I mean really, Mum.


NOW BRING ME TREATS!


Baxter Dawg has spoken.

Mom's so vain

She was all "I'll go grey like B-dawg!" (Its called SILVER Mum, and its because of my Yorkie Daddie). "We'll be grey together!" "I'll look like my puppeh." She was doing pretty well at it too - she had lots and lots and lots and lots (wha, mum? is true!) of silver like me.

But then she came home looking like this...
She couldn't stand to be as cute at the B-dawg, I guess. Now I look like the old one. HA HA HA. You hafta take orders from ME! Because I have the grey hairs! HA!

She says she looks like Rico now. Harumph. Pony is NOT as cute at B-dawg. I am just saying.

Birthday

Today, I turn 4. Mum took me to a fancy barkery place to get fancy treats (me, I just prefer the liver treats from Petsmart, but I humored her.) and I made sure to poop in the store. EXCELLENT. The girls there didn't really oo and awww over me either (before the poopage) so I think they had it coming because hELLO! I am CUTE! And its my BIRFDAY! morons.



It was also REALLY hot today. Mum says it was 109. All I know is that when I went tearing through the neighborhood because mom forgot (HA HA HA SUCKER!) to put my leash on when we went out to the car, the ground was HOT. And I was panting up a storm after running for like 5 seconds. I wouldn't let mum catch me though. But the nice man in the big white truck was mean and when I came to hiim when he called me, he made me stay put so mum could grab me. No fun for the B-dawg on his birthday.




So I'm tired. And chillin with Mum tonight. You can send me birthday cards - just ask mum. Peace out!

Cause That's How I roll...

This, my peeps, is how hiking should be - when you get tired, your mum plucks you up and stashes you in your spot, and she does all the work.



Don't get me wrong - I did my fair share of hiking, but my legs are only SO long and I have to take lots more steps than the peoples. See, here I am, posing just For YOU!



And I got hot, with all the hiking, so I went swimming in the creek. It was cold, but felt OH SO good on my paws. But then I got all dirty and mum was NOT happy about a muddy dawg. I tried to point out that drinking from the creek saved more of her bottled water for her, but she just didn't want to hear it.


Where were we? We were in Oregon, at Mum's Aunt's house. I like it there - lots and lots of room to run run run. And GRASS. Ah, Grass, how I have missed you so in the desert.


We also went Sailing - I would like to take this moment to remind you all SAFETY FIRST. Especially when on a boat with a bunch of drunks. Not that I'm judging. I'm just saying they wouldn't share the vino and I was NOT pleased about this.


Ah sailing... I love the wind in my ears...