Fuzzy things. They cuddle

Autumn looooooooves DL:
I guess I'd better keep him.

The girls spooning:




I tied a ribbon on Linden. And I'm not sorry.


The girls making a heart:


Just as my late great Mr. Grumphus Bumfus Bunn B. Doofus, Esq. used to do with Miss Millie B. Doofus, Supreme Ruler of the People's Independent Republic of Bunnistan:

Adolescent moose at the compost pile

I'm gonna call the Winter compost idea a failure and tell Miss Mooseypants that what she calls "breakfast" Fish and Game calls "illegal and dangerous".



Sorry, Miss Mooseypants. No more banana peels for you.



You sure are cute, though.



What a... errrr... magnificent and majestic creature.

Alpenglow

The stretch of the Alaska Range that I could fit between two light posts:


Mount Deborah:


Mount Hayes:

Official UAF Doorknob Cozy

The doorknobs to our ATCO trailers at work were freezing shut and wouldn't unlock, so we called Facilities Services to come do something about it. What they did was this:



They informed us to keep these duct-tape-lined beauties on the knobs at all times to prevent freezeup.



I'm sure they said, "There, I fixed it."

Lovely sunny day in the White Mountains

I love this time of year! When the sun hits your skin, you actually feel... warmth! Photons! Exciting!

H, JK2, DL, Autumn, Linden, and I headed out to the White Mountains for the day. The lovely weather had brought out some half dozen mushers, a handful of skiers and bike riders, and a dozen or so snowmachiners. We opted to remain on foot:


While my elderly ladies dashed way ahead:


Undetermined tracks:


Autumn trotting along:


Happy smiling doggies!


Obligatory shot of Wickersham Dome:


And the mountains to the North:


JK2 and H:


DL and the girls and me:

Three! Three fuzzy things for me! Ah, ah, ah! Vahnderful!

Linden gives me adoring looks:


Rather a picturesque lunch spot. Autumn sez, "Helllooooo, Uncle J! Nice sammich!"


Linden sez, "Helllooooo, Aunty H! I like your sammich!"


Ladies who lunch:


Lovely Miss Autumn:


The descent from our lunch hill:


Walking bird (grouse?):


Ze teeny leetle beety vole tracks:


Gig-normous paws! Wolf? Malamute? BEAST?


More grouse tracks:


Another tiny critter... skwerl?


This is a HUGE dog truck!


Whew! Are we pooped!

Vet check time!

Today the girls went for their annual exam. I knew that they were due for rabies shots (every three years) and could not help but be delighted when I recalled how, three years prior, I had thought it would be the last one. But the girls have made it to their fifteenth year!

The girls are not afraid of the vet and treat it like any other place. In other words, like they own it. Of course they do. :)


This is the office cat, who has, you will observe, pink jellybean toesies:


The good Dr. F was very impressed with the girls and said that he'd never guess that they are 14.5 years old! He patted Autumn's belly and said, "This dog is in amazing shape! These abs!"

The rest of the day will be another stressful day in the office for the hard-working ladies!





Poor hard-working ladies. I'd better buy them ice cream cones. :)

Office Dawgs

Tomorrow is National Half-Priced Chocolate Day, everyone! Enjoy!