Back in the Saddle Again

I am sorry I haven't been blogging regularly. Mom and I have been wicked busy.

Last month (wow, has it been that long?) Mom and Mim-may and I flew to Chicago.  Here I am in the airport.  I've been to lots of airports. Airports are no big deal.

From Chicago we went to Colorado, a very big, very square state "out west."  This picture was taken at Kenosha Pass, 10,000 feet above sea level. That's high. In our house in New Hampster, we are 318 feet above sea level.

See? I really was there.

During the 9 days we were in Colorado we did a lot of nothing, and some neat stuff, but I didn't pose for many pictures. Mom has been very bizzy with her day-hunting gig (she says they are short-handed and she is doing the jobs of 3 people) and that's why she hasn't been able to help me blog as much.

I'm trying to get her to see the error of her ways. She's been posting stuff on her other blog that should have been posted here, but I think she got into a rut. I've told her in no uncertain terms that she has to get back in the saddle (to use a Colorado term) and help me post more often.

In the meantime, we are both watching Wimbledon and rooting for my favorite guy, Roger Federer.

Some things never change.