Duke....he's gonna be a big boy, he just keeps growing and growing and still his feet look huge.
We squeezed in a camping trip, though it was a bit short for my liking. Camping with 3 dogs was interesting, but they did great. It was right at 100 daily, so a bit too warm, but nothing some like time didn't fix.
Gone are the days of pancaked, bacon, hashbrowns, and sausage....now it's oatmeal and egg white scrambles.
Doggie shelter while we were in the lake. Only Sam was interested in swimming and walked right in the first day.
A fire started while we were swimming, on the back of that hill. We watched the planes and helicopter work on it and it was out in a few hours time.
Duke would dig in the clay till the ground was wet and then lay on it. Smart guy.
So originally we got Duke for Myles, but Myles is a bit to sensitive to the puppy whine sound and the puppy nipping and quickly distanced himself from Duke....who now views Emma as his mom, and that works, too.
Brian and Duke having a stand off over Brian's dinner. Brian grew up with big dogs and is quite smitten with Duke.
We volunteered at Brazen Racing's Bad Bass trail run, working at Aid Station 1. This was the view as we walked out to it.
This was 7 hours later, waiting for the last runner to come through.
Batch 3 coming up.....