Digging out the ol' blog...

I've had some lapses in my blogging, but this year-plus hiatus definitely takes the cake! So much has happened in a year, so here's the super-condensed version...

- Made cross-country move from Pullman, WA to Glenville, WV
- Purchased first home
- Purchased a bunch of "stuff" to fill home
- Ran my first marathon
- Ran the Frozen Sasquatch 25K (probably seems insignificant, but that race definitely deserves a spot on the list)
- Got a second dog, Sookie, in February (5-week old, blue merle Australian Shepherd)
- Sold first home
- Sold all of the "stuff" in home to move to a smaller place
- Moved to Morgantown, WV to return to school for terminal degrees (Greg - PhD in Forestry, Lindsey - MFA in Graphic Design)

I think that covers the basics anyway. So here we sit in Morgantown, two weeks into school and things are going well. Despite being buried under piles of reading, we've managed to squeeze in lots of fun too. Seeing as how canines are typically the stars of this blog, and the inaugural post was all about Dixie, it seems fitting that this Blog Part II post feature some photos of Sookie. Here they are in order from when we first brought her home in February to today!

First meeting 

First bath 

Her eyes started out very blue with a tiny brown speck in her right eye. Now, that right eye is half blue, half brown, and her left eye is a very light blue. She also had this little white spot on her nose where there was no pigment. As she grew, that gradually disappeared and is completely gone now. 

Dixie tends to be a messy eater, but Sookie is always there for clean-up duty. 

Frisbee! 

When her hair is wet, she gets perfect 80s crimps around her ears. 

Faux-hawk! She apparently, is less than thrilled about it. 

A few weeks before school began, we ventured to Otter Creek for a camping trip. Bad idea. We. Got. Drenched. First off, we had to hike in the dark to get to our spot. Then, after the campfire was going, one of the guys discovered a teeming yellow jacket nest within 100 ft of our tents. It was unbelievable that one of us hadn't stumbled over top of the nest as we searched for sticks...and even more amazing that one of the four dogs hadn't stirred up trouble. The problem was taken care of at the cost of only one or two stings (sorry Greg R) and we settled in for the night.

We were greeted with rain before even leaving our tents the next morning, but it finally subsided and we emerged and enjoyed breakfast before venturing up stream to a swimming hole for the dogs. A few splashes and pictures later, the skies became more ominous (that's probably a wee bit dramatic, but it sounds good) so we began to work our way back. Rain came immediately. Then it poured harder. And harder. And harder. As if that wasn't enough, as we ran down the trail to make it to camp, we stomped across yet another yellow jacket nest. There were a few more casualties this time, including Jen and Sookie - who apparently thought she was in trouble when she felt the sting because she just sat down. :)  After a few minutes of standing around, soaked to the core and debating what to do, we decided to surrender and just head back home. After much prodding from Greg, Jen & Greg had driven all the way down from Columbus to go with us, only to participate in one of our worst campouts ever. I imagine we'll have to do some serious convincing if we ever want them to come back! Here are a few of the pics....

Pre-rain. :D 

We should have a verrrrrry interesting post for you this coming week. Greg has discovered bikejoring and has everything set to give it a try. I'll explain more and have a video for you soon!