Gooseegg

Hello Friends.

The other night MOM and I were goofing around with eggs.  MOM was planning a creative Sunday School lesson for her youth at church.  I was a big help.  We are after all, a team.  When we had about finished MOM bet me I could not balance an egg on my snooter.  HA!  Challenge excepted.  I mean after all I have balanced treats, a stack of Girl Scout cookies, raspberries, a kitty.  Well OK maybe not a kitty, although a couple of kitties have attached themselves to my face.  With a resume like that how hard could an egg be.

I started out slow by laying down and holding my breath so my breathing would not make the egg fall.

Then soon I was able to breathe and hold the egg on my snooter.  And then.....

I was sitting up laughing with that egg on my nose.  hahhaha  I win.  MOM was amazed.  And in case you are wondering, YES this is a real egg and it is NOT hard boiled.

See, a real egg with a yoke and everything.  

Next I am going to see if I can balance TWO eggs sunny-side up with a side of bacon and toast on my tongue.  Stay tuned for that.  hehehhe

Blessings,

Goose 

MOM's Mischief

Hello Friends.

I know I have been MIA for a little while.  Butt it is not my fault.  It's my MOM's.  That's right the MOM has caused a lot of mischief.  Let me show you what I mean.

This is where my MOM went, Camp Pinecliff.

It's a beautiful place and I have been there several time.  13 different rustic cabins that sleep anywhere from two to twelve.  Now I could have gone with my MOM, BUTT there is a new strict rule that dogs must be on a leash at ALL times.  WHAT?!  It has always been a rule, even back when my MOM served on the board of directors for the camp, but it was a pretty lose rule.  Butt this year MOM decided for my sake (and hers) it would be best if I stayed with Bert.  Pffft to that is what I say.  And as it turned out there was a dog there, Lady, and she never once was on a leash.  MOM almost drove all the way back home to get me, butt she didn't.

So as a part of MOM's mischief of leaving me I am going to show you some of Camp Pinecliff, which I was NOT a part of this year.

 MOM walked along the Caulk Creek which runs on both sides of the camp.  Yea I have walked in that water, but not this time.

MOM hiked through the woods and she meditated and prepared for the message she would give on Sunday.  It was a little tougher for her, I just know it.  I mean without me for guidance it had to be.

If I was there I could have protected her against this shifty eyed critter.

Oh I did keep myself busy at Bert's.  Here I am showing the other pups how to hold down the recliner.   They are practicing on the doggie beds.

Meanwhile back at camp my favorite little peep, "L" played some baseball.  I could have helped here too, as I am excellent at shagging balls.

Bigger peeps played Frisbee Golf.  That looks like fun.

AND they played horseshoes in the new horseshoe pits that they built earlier in the day.  I bet me and little "L" would have made a great team at this.

There are tons and tons of hummingbirds at the camp too.  And if you stand still and hold your finger up to the feeders they will land on your finger and get a drink.  I bet they would of liked to land on my tail and chow down.

There were beautiful sunsets through the trees.

And a campfire at night.  

MOM always gets up to watch the sun rise.  Yea, we normally do this together every morning.  

Mean while back at Bert's I am holding down the dog bed while Abby watches out the window for me in case my MOM came back.

This is some of the beautiful area that surrounds the camp that my MOM hiked through, WITHOUT me.  

This is a BIG cliff that over looks Camp Pinecliff.  If you look real hard at the top of the cliff is a cross.  Can you see it?

Here's a closer view.  I have hiked several times up there with my MOM.  It is a great hike and so beautiful along the way and the view at the top, WOW.  On a funny note: once a few years ago my MOM had to carry two gallons of paint all the way up there to re-paint the cross.  OK MOM may not have laughed on the way up there carrying the paint, but I get a chuckle out of it.  Especially now that I did not get to make this hike with her this year.

While my MOM did have a wonderful time, she did miss me lots and lots.  And she thought about me often.

And I thought of her too.  

In fact this is how I spent most of the time while we were a part, thinking about her.  

Blessings,

Goose