Pete

Too cute

First full day with Madison

Well - its been a long day. Maddy slept from about 11-5:30, even getting up herself to use the paper, pretty impressive for an 8 week old puppy. I, on the other hand, tossed and turned all night.




Most of the day was spent playing hard and sleeping harder. Maddy had rolled in enough stuff to really need a bath. Unfortunately this wasn't received all that well by Madison. Luckily puppies forgive you pretty quick.

Madison comes home

We made the trip out to Chelmsford to meet up with the breeder and pick up our new girl tonight. We settled on the name Madison - Maddy for short - which means powerful in battle, and let me tell you, my little girl can rage! Its also one of my favorite, and arguably the most sketchy, event on the track. She did fairly well on the car ride home, only cried for a few minutes and then settled and slept. She was a little apprehensive to come in the apartment at first. I think the high ceilings and open space were a bit much for her. She quickly settled into our bedroom and even found her crate (She's sleeping there right now!!).

Here are a few pictures from the visit to first meet Maddy, and then some first night home shots.



Madison and her mom Lucy Blue


puppy love


The squeaky elephant




Climbing!

There will certainly be plenty more nauseatingly cute blog entries to come. In a few days when we're settled we'll need to have some people over to start socializing.

Puppy Day!

We're driving to Chelmsford at 7:30 to pick up our new pup! Tons of disgustingly cute pictures to follow.

Droppin' knees, or Blogs for Dogs

Well, time flies when you're not wasting away in the city. My lack of updates for the past month or so was mostly rooted in the fact that when I'm in Vermont I do what I want, which is mostly telemark apparently.

So I spent the past 3 1/2 weeks making a valiant summit bid on the telemark skiing learning curve. Armed with a pair of black diamond Ethics, Rottefella Cobra R8's, and 3 buckle Scarpa T1's I put in at least 15 days quad busting glory at Sugarbush in Warren, VT. I learned a lot. For instance, anyone who sees you getting on the lift with tele gear instantly thinks you're badass and requests a condition update on the closest double black. Second, I never really appreciated releaseable bindings until my third or fourth 40-foot-slide-down-the-mountain-back-ski-cutting-up-the-inside-of-my-leg crash. And third, I am completely and utterly addicted to this sport. When you finally find that balance in your turns, it becomes a dance.

Ok. So tele is great... But whats better? Well, I can think of one thing...

Today Sarah and I took a trip up to Maine to meet 11 beautiful Australian Shepherd Puppies. Looks like we've got a new member of the family coming on Saturday! Say hello to either Daphne or Daisy! Thoughts on the name choice totally welcome!