Showing posts with label Vanagon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vanagon. Show all posts

Sunday, July 22, 2012

Happy Birthday Porter!

Yesterday was Porter's 7th birthday!

I wish I had some old puppy photos to share, but those were lost in the "Great Hard-Drive Crash of 2011."

So instead, you can see how Porter spent his birthday yesterday!

First, we spent the morning herding sheep. Which was then followed by ice cream!


Making sure he gets the last drop!

I made him share with Stout...

 We then stopped by the Bluegrass Barkery on our way to the campground for another special treat.


Trying to decide...

"I'll take the pizza, that looks delicious!"


Nom nom nom

Stout got his own pizza

"Man, that's tasty!



Once all crumbs were cleaned from the sidewalk, we headed to the campground. Porter loves camping in the Vanagon!





Actually, he loves patrolling the campsites for food. Especially the abandoned fire pits...




We finished up Porter's special day with raw rib bones.


"What? I love rib bones!"


Nom nom nom

Stout enjoyed his first rib bone too!


And since I didn't have a blog last year, here is a video I made of his festivities on his 6th birthday:


Monday, May 28, 2012

Marshmallows & Mosquitoes

Took a little Memorial Day camping trip in the Vanagon...


Flaming marshmallow? Porter says "Yes please!"


"Another one please! Maybe less flames?"

"Delicious!"

On our way home the next morning.

Porter says "Happiness is a belly full of marshmallows & a night of barking at fireworks."

(Please ignore the very large bruise on my leg -
I need to be more careful moving agility equipment around!)

Sunday, April 29, 2012

Happy Birthday John!

To celebrate "Puppy Daddy's" birthday, we decided to take the Vanagon out for the inaugural camping trip of the season!

But first, we had some work to do...

I had to work the agility practice field out at Best Friends Obedience.


Stout & Porter let Lili join them in the x-pen. Stout was quite enamored with Lili. The feeling was not mutual...

Once we got home, we packed up the Vanagon & headed out to the Horse Park.


This was also Stout's first camping trip!


We cooked some steaks...


Stout ate some sticks... Porter chased squirrels...


And before we knew it, it was morning and time to pack up.

We had to hurry home so John could brew his next batch of beer.


Porter & Stout are such good helpers!