“The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.” -Henry Ward Beecher

12 December 2014

Daily Dog; Welcome Marley and Joel

My boys: Zane and Boca.
Feeding my leftover popcorn to the "birds". 
At the Lake Pleasant visitor center, a tarantula stuffie.
Jax (center) has the tennis ball.  The others are waiting to see what he's going to do with it. 
Welcome Billy Joel.  Joel was rescued from a shelter in So. California. 
Welcome Bob Marley.  Marley was listed as aggressive, we picked him up while in So. Cal., this handsome dark boy was immediately integrated in to our pack and is on his way to becoming an adoptable boy.
Marley meeting Cierra.  Rarely do they mess with the pack matriarch, but we keep our Cierra safe. 
Joel already at play with our Boca. 
10 Dec Zane celebrated his 2nd birthday.  Something at the neighbors house has his interest. 
The dirty dozen.  
Welcoming Marley to the pack. 
Joel (orange collar) and Marley (center).
Sharing treats from the pack leader shows that good things happen when you're nice to the other dogs in the pack. 
7 of 12: Zane, Boca, Joel, Jax, Marley, Rexx and Cierra. 
I always stop and see the chicks when I visit The Stock Shop for dog food.
Happy Birthday Zane!  
A quick stop at Costco for benadryl and flowers.
A lovely little shopping center in Scottsdale. 
11 Dec Obi joined his master in heaven.  We'll miss you old Obi and we're grateful for the time we got to spend with you. 
Zane's annual vet visit.  My Zany boy weighs 64 pounds, is healthy and immunized.
He was polite to the vet but very happy to leave.
My boys: Boca and Zane.

08 December 2014

Hiking: Lake Pleasant, Beardsley Trail

A few nights ago, there was a ring around the moon. 
Today's hike: the newly completed Beardsley Trail at Lake Pleasant. 
See?  The trail is shiny and new.  
Small cave, no one seemed to be home. 
The trail building crew. 
My hiking buddy Frank with the trail building crew. 
A birds nest in a saguaro arm.  Normally these are up high, but... 
...this saguaro had many low arms.
Wild burro was far, far away. 
A look inside the saguaro. 
Looking down on Morgan City Wash. 
The line of green and yellow trees in the distance is Morgan City Wash.  
Looking down. 
Looking back at the trail. 
Packrat's nest. 
I found a heart shaped rock, took a picture of it, and set it down. 
I walked a while and decided I wanted the heart shaped rock,
On my way back, I lost Frank, somewhere off trail.
I found my heart shaped rock and decided to leave it here. 
About two miles in to the trail, great scenery and a few nice switchbacks.
Looking down on Morgan City Wash.  
A new, clean, sign (aka: no bullet holes yet). 
Nature finds a way to make trash look good.
Gathering small rocks, including a small heart shaped rock. 
Layers of trash in a wash.  I think this trash is from the 50's and 60's. 
From the trash pile. 
From the trash pile. 
From the trash pile.  10oz glass bottles. 
Morgan City Wash. 
The only lizard that let me take his picture today. 
The trail is an out and back trail; rather than 4 miles back, we opted to walk 3 miles along the road.
Back at the Jeep (thank goodness). 
7 miles (8 had we returned on the same trail we came out on).
YTD: 112.5 miles.