doggie fridee

well, it's not the pool BUT is is fridee and there is water AND there is ONE dog a lot of times. PLUS my chuck, posing as the black box of doom vacation happiness.

couldn't bring all the doggies, so "matilda" aka pants, the one who would enjoy it the mostest, came along for the ride and the jump and the run and cuddles. shall we begin? we start at the start of the start of the kay-shun. this is the walk down to the lake.



this is the lake with the dog with the life jacket. safety first, kids. safety first. this motherfucking lake has eagles and bears and huge fish and also! it's a fucking huge lake, dude. and she's just a little guy.



the neighbors have a diving board. she didn't jump off it becaaaaause...



she had to have a little prompting from black box aka chuck. she's good at jumping. she's very graceful. her ears are the cutest things ever. evidence:



here she is contemplating the wonders of the universe. she's very deep. she likes to think about life and treats made of liver and being very, very cold in a very, very cold lake.



walking up from the lake, we got tired. FINE! it was me who got tired. so we sat on a lil bench. and we took fotos because we both really wanted to take fotos. it was her idea really. she was like, "will you please, please, please take a picture of the both of us while holding me inches away from you huge head? pleeeease?" who can say no to the mug? not me. that's how this happened.



you can tell she really liked it and not at all wanted to be doing this (the tiny green blur is pants in her life jacket. longing for picture time):



so then we went in the hot tub because, as mentioned previously, that lake is cold as balls. oh, wait. balls are hot right? anyway, it's really cold in there. and the hot tub is hot. matilda was being anNOYing in the tub. she was all shakey and pain in the assey. dogs, pfft. therefore, she had to go inside and look longingly at the person who was taking pictures of her misery. behold:

and then i totally did this to the dog. i fixed her ears and i made her sit with flowers. i think she's looking at a bear. in the woods. or mabes a bug. or a bird. or a cloud. who knows. she's got the attention span of a tiny jack russell. because that's essentially what she is. for the most part.

then we all cuddled. we cuddled and cuddled and then we kicked the dog to the curb and sexed it up! yeeeeah! the sex in the mountains. with my grandmother upstairs. we had quiet, hot, quiet sex. and just sos you know we did NOT have sex in the hot tub. no matter what that bear from the woods says. he's a perv. he's a lying pervey perv who should be locked up for his peeping bearness.

you know what i used to do in the hot tub when my parents used to send all the sibs for the summer to montana? do you? well, i suppose it should be a tmit. oh, to be young and in the hot tub with jets. *giggles*

and that's the time the dog was cute. in another state. and the evidence was chronicled in digital picture form.