Farley’s Friday:

Farley Here,

Hiking in the forests of the Purcell Mountain Range is pretty exciting. I’m doing my best to be a good off leash dog, but sometimes I get carried away and chase a squirrel. Kristina is all worried about me chasing a bear or a deer or a coyote. As if I would ever do that. We all know I’m not very brave.

I love cold water, and here I get to drink right out of a mountain stream. I’m not allowed near the big river. Apparently the current is too strong for me.

Farley in stream

But Chica, a yellow lab who used to live with my humans, got to go in the big river. I guess she was stronger than me.

Chica and stick

She would also bring sticks back to my humans when they threw one for her. Me, not so much. I like to watch the sticks float away.

I think I’m going to love living in the mountains.

Woof Woof

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Farley’s Friday: Cold Front Happiness

Farley here.

I love a good cold front, but Jasper stole my stick. I want to run with it and he wants to pull at it. We both have lots of energy because it’s cold. So not cold really, but only seventy degrees instead of eighty.

stick

“Let go!” I bark.

“No way, dude,” Jasper barks back.

I get my teeth deep in the wood and pull hard.

“Yikes,” Jasper barks. “Where’d you go?”

I run behind a tree, dart to the side and behind a another tree, but whoa . . .

There he is, waiting to take my stick again.

“No. No. No,” I bark, but he gets it and takes off.

The chase is on. Gotta love this cold weather.

Woof Woof.