Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten Nordic Skis

Farley here,

January is here, and Kristina and I are hitting the nordic trails. The first problem…the crowds. Wag, Wag, Wag.

Farley Nordic Skiing

The second problem. Going up hill, Kristina is so slow I have to bury my head in the snow while I wait for her.  Can’t say I like the ice chunks in my eyes, but it’s worth cooling my head.

Farley Nordic skiing 2

Downhill is a rush, but Kristina says she’s not coordinated enough to take a photo when where going that fast. Maybe she should get a go pro 🙂

Woof Woof

P.S. if you haven’t read DESCENT or BLAZE yet, she’s getting some awesome reviews. Here’s her latest review for DESCENT by Author Judy Penz Sheluk:

A great debut mystery novel! The location of Stone Mountain Ski Resort in British Columbia is so well drawn, I could almost see my breath puff out in the cold, and the protagonist, Kalin Thompson, a rookie head of security, is entirely believable. Add to the mix a sexy boyfriend and an interesting cast of characters and you’ve got yourself a winning combination. Thoroughly enjoyable!

All dogs love to be read out loud to, so if you want to do some reading for your dog, you can get the books at:

myBook.to/Descent

myBook.to/BLAZEbyKristinaStanley

 

Farley’s Friday: A Wheaten Goes Skiing

Farley here,

I’m exhausted. I spent the week nordic skiing with my human, Kristina. We covered miles and miles of terrain.

Every morning she says, “Let’s go.”

I run and hide. Why you ask? I don’t really like my booties. They are so NOT cool. Except without them ice sticks between my pads and hurts. So I have to deal with the boots.

Kristina is gentle and makes sure none of my hair gets stuck in the boots’ Velcro. I kiss her ear every time she get’s close enough, and she giggles.

Once we’re outside, she’s slow going uphill, but wow does she rip down hill. I have to run my fastest and can barely keep up. We live in mountainous terrain, so you’re either going up or down. There is no flat. And I love it.

Farley with skis
My nose is cold!

The best part. I get home and crash on the couch, where I’m not really allowed, but soft-hearted Kristina can never say no to me. Look how pooped I am. I really needed the pillow I’m never, ever supposed to sleep on.

Farley on couch

Woof Woof.