First I have a message from Bert and his Vickie. They want to thank you all for you loving and comforting words at the passing of Bert's momma. Your words, thoughts and prayers have brought them much comfort. I have to say this Blogville place is so amazing, all the support and love...WOW. I am so glad I am apart of this community.
I know that many of you know about Gooses Rock.
This was my momma's and Gooses very special spot. I had only heard about it, never been there. On Monday my momma thought it was time that I go there. Oh My Goodness! I have seen some amazing places since I came to live with my momma, but this place, this place is so incredible and very special.
We started off first driving some mountain roads. Miss Vickie was the driver. Sadly my friend Bert could not come because he has just been washed, dried and polished because in the morning he had to go work at the hospital visiting sick people and making them feel better. Seem that you can not do that if you smell like pond water and deer poop.
On our drive we spotted a moose. Actually there were two moose. This was my first moose sighting. Oh My Goodness! Did you know that moose are HUGE! Remember that face cuz this young moose comes into play at the end of our adventure.
Soon enough we arrived at this very special place called Gooses Rock. My momma let me be off leash the whole time we walked and hiked around. Do ya all know what it is like to run free in the wild? It is so great.
Behind me is where momma and Goose and Bert would hike the moose trials along that marshy area.
We did not hike down there this time but moma said there is no doubt that hiking it is in my future.
This is the trail that leads to Gooses Rock. Can you see the rock just behind me? Momma had to pause a moment before she continued on. She said I was such a good boy to just stand and wait for her.
The we continued on. Miss Vickie was on the other side of the pond taking pictures of us.
"Momma is this brother Gooses rock?" "Yes my sweet Buddy, this is it."
I can't tell ya all how special this was for me. I walked the trails my brother Gooses walked and I sat in the very same spot were he always sat with my momma. I am dog enough to tell you that I got a tear in my eye.
"Momma will you tell me another story about my brother Goose?"
Momma and I sat there for a while just soaking in all of God's wonderful beauty. And being very thankful that we are together.
But then it was time to head off to see what else we could see.
We ended up at the Giant Golden Beavers Pond. For those of you who do not know the Giant Golden Beaver is also known as Bert.
Right in front of me is a beaver dam. Do you know what a beaver dam is made of? STICKS!!!!! lots and lots of sticks.
Momma and I walked around and around the beaver pond. We also did something called "training". Momma says that it is very important for me to learn to always be with her when we are out in the wild. So sometimes she would throw a stick far away and I would go get it and when I realized she was not with me and I could not see her I was suppose to find her. Momma was very tricky cuz soon as I went after the stick momma would run in a different direction and hide in thick brush. But guess what? I found her every time. I do not like not being with her. We did this training a lot and not once did my momma have to call for me, I always went and found her. She was very proud of me.
Once we heard a big splash in the water at the beaver pond. Put as you can see I was protecting my momma from whatever was splashing around.
Then I thought I better take a closer look at what might be in the water. Yea that's my crazy momma getting right down there with me. Ya gotta love that momma of mine.
Then we frolicked in the trees.
And yep we continued to "training". One time momma let me get 30 yards ahead. She told me to go to Miss Vickie. Soon as I got to Miss Vickie I realized my momma was not with me. So I started back to find my momma. Miss Vickie said I was just like a Search and Rescue Dog. Cuz I started back into the trees the way momma and I went in, BUT THEN I stuck my nose in the air and I smelled my momma's scent and I changed my course and ran as fast as I could and found my momma laying in thick brush. You would not believe how many kisses and hugs I got. I like this training thing.
I even saw some deer, but I did not chase. But I was very curious.
Now back to the moose. On our way home, back down the mountain we saw this moose in the trees. Miss Vickie stopped the car so my momma could take a picture. Then my momma heard a snort behind her just off the road and down the bank a little bit. Momma looked and there was another moose just RIGHT THERE. Momma walked back to the car.
This was the young moose momma heard snort at her.
Want to see what happened next? Hold on to your furs.
DID YOU SEE HOW CLOSE THAT MOOSE CAME TO ME?
Bye Bye moose. I hope to see you again.
WOW!! What a great time I had. I think I am going to love this hiking/adventure life.Blessings,