The temperatures are starting to dip, and there's even snow stuff in the lower 48 (also known as the U.S.), which has the Pretty Curly Tails very excited. Me... meh, not so much.
So, lets get on with the week that happened on the Interwebs!
In a contrast of working together, we have Meg the good and Smartie the evil leading and doing a good job of it too. Don't ask me why Meg is good and Smartie is evil, you have to ask the Musher. They've both been nothing but nice to me, except for that unfortunate misunderstanding about whose turn it was to take out the trash.
In case you weren't aware, Jack (RiverIce's Whisky Jack) is one of THE noisiest Curly Tails around... even louder than Tramp... can you even imagine the off-spring if those two ever get hooked up? Here he is in in harness in the 1 second of quiet the Musher was able to capture on film.
Of course, everyone at North Wapiti has chores. From excavating holes, to taking out the trash (it was Meg's turn last time, no matter what she says), we all do something to help around the house. Here is Cricket doing the dishes.
Of course, not every minute of the day is spent training or doing chores. Once in a while we get visitors and then its play time. Here is Freya enjoying a quick ride with Wifi and Runner
Then it was Noah's turn with Shooter and the amazing Dasher dog
And Adam, with Q and Charge
But we can't play all the time, and soon it was back to work... there's more to the story of this picture, but I'm saving that for later... nooooo, stop with the whining, I'll tell you about it later!
Crackle made a HUGE impression on the Musher on this run. Apparently the Musher's socks were knocked off on the trail somewhere, but nobody has been able to find them yet. We suspect that she actually caught them on fire and isn't admitting it. I would be remiss to mention that the Crack baby needs a sponsor, and what with her huge contribution in harness lately, it would be a shame if she were Iditarod bound without a sponsor... just sayin.
Another definite sign that winter is fast approaching is that the Musher had to use the yard lights to hook up for a morning run. Of course, the only reason I know this is because I saw the picture... I don't get up that early anyway.
Leaders See and Rocket are plotting their run for the day
The Musher risked it all to take this picture of the sand hill leading down to the river. Normally it takes both hands, legs, and a lot of concentration to perform this maneuver without falling off.
This shot was taken after they Pretty Curly Tails successfully navigated the treacherous sand hill without dumping the Musher off
The Musher took a second team out in the setting sun.
Here is the team after dark, and although she didn't see any Northern Lights, the Musher did have the best viewing she's ever seen of the International Space Station (which you can't see here because its up in the sky, really, really high... just didn't want to alarm anyone into thinking that it plummeted to earth and landed on Perryvale).
Young Rocky was the rock star in the lead the next day, here he is recreating the famous "Balto" pose.
Of course, although Rocky would have liked to claim Lead Dog status all by himself, he actually was assisted by the very able, and very leady Top Dog (who really isn't as tiny as he looks in this picture, but when you're standing next to a dog that has stilts for legs, it tends to make you look a little shorter).
So, that's pretty much all of the fun happening of this week. I'll get right on writing about the "incident" after I post this, and nap... all that typing makes me tired and crampy.
- Bet
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