Forest Fun

My grams took me a long, long way. At first I didn't know the plan...Mexico beach, cabin or Texas. I've been on many, many trips. I KNOW about packing and all that.  When my stuff gets packed  --- then 100% YOU BET YOUR LIFE, I'm in on it.

  

So here I am  oh frabjous day --   hills, trees and rocks. I can spy the cabin and  gramps is always somewhere behind me.

Lotta creatures to chase.

You gotta dig. Never underestimate digging.

Jumping, oh my lord!

Leaping....I know all this stuff.

Long time ago, in my pup days, my master put me in a boot camp and then agility training. Oh...bother, who needs all that?   I am SPRINGER.

You have to look fierce sometimes. 

Oh...a bit tired for sure.

Occasionally grampa tells me to watch and not chase.

Oh good grief...

You gotta love a little puddle.

We went to town one day.
I understand town, no problem.

Coming home, I try hard to stay awake. The grams depend on me.

Live is good.