Rock Climbing Pups

Wednesday was another fun day in our back yard.  Our yard has a strip of grass, then it slopes down on a hill.  At the end of the hill is a steep drop off.  Today I explored the steep drop off part.  I found a path that let me slide to the bottom but then I had to figure out how to get back up.

This is me at the bottom.  Am I big enough to make it up these big rocks?  Mom reminded me I was still a baby.

I might be a baby but I'm a rock climbing baby.  I dug my paws into the crevasse and pulled myself up through the rocks.

When Stanley saw what I was doing, he went to the bottom too.  I had to tell him where to climb back up.

Stanley pulled himself up the rocks too.

YAY!  We both made it to the top of the drop off.  Mom was astonished at our skill and strength.  She told dad, "We have amazing boys!"

Me and Stanley running up the hill to the grassy area.

When we got to the yard, we saw that our neighbor Benson had come to visit.

We told Benson where we went climbing.  He was impressed!

We chased with Benson for a little bit.  Mom thinks the expression on my face is funny.

Me and Stanley ganged up on Benson but then Benson had to go home.

Stanley and I like to chew and pull on the branches of this bush.  We keep hoping one day we'll break off a stick.

Mom keeps googling to find out if things are toxic to me and Stanley.  This bush was OK.

We followed dad down the hill to help him blow off some leaves.  We like helping  mom and dad.  (Tuesday day we helped mom with laundry so we thought it was fair to help dad today.)

I like climbing through the branches of the grape vines.  But then mom told dad we needed to rip them out because grapes are bad for dogs and she was sure we would eat a grape or two.  Mom's probably right.

Being a pup is so much fun.  I sure love my family!

XOXOXOX


Murphy