Or as I affectionately call him El Bandido. Unfortunately, he does his best to live up to his name, and gets into everything, not just rattlesnakes. I like the way he seems to be winking in this photo.

“I wonder where…


…that rattlesnake went.”

Four weeks ago, Bandit was bitten by a large rattlesnake when Jack was walking him in the late afternoon. With a lot of superb, and expensive, veterinary care, he made a complete recovery. Last night, I took him for his first walk since he was injured. We stayed far away from any areas that might harbor rattlesnakes. This the the first time that I had ever taken him for a walk, and he behaved better than I expected. He is a thirty pound dog with sixty pounds of pull when he gets excited, but he was calm except when a runner went by practicing uphill sprints. Bandit thought running with the guy would be a lot more exciting than the brisk walk I was trying to maintain.

Elk In Snow

Elk In Snow

This morning I drove on icy, snowy roads on a mission of mercy to get cough drops and chicken soup for Jack, who developed cold symptoms overnight. On the way I passed this herd of elk, who seemed bewildered by the May Day Snow.

April Snowstorm


It was hard to take the forecasters seriously when they predicted 12 to 24 inches of snow this weekend. I had a serious challenge getting the dogs to go outside to go potty this morning.  Jack and I together managed to dig a path to an area where the snow had blown almost clear. As of 9:00 am Sunday morning it was still snowing, though overhead the sun was starting to become visible.