Food Whores

"Food Whore" is often a name by which my best friend, Monty and I are called. I'm not sure why, though they offer up this photograph of so-called "begging" for food, but hell, it was brie on chewy bread and we'd just hiked a few miles and damn it, we were hungry.

This is the second day of our summer experiences. Since I'm an only child, my moms let me invite a friend to share in the adventures. I picked Monty. I will always pick Monty for, while I have many friends, Monty is my BFF (Best Friend Forever!). Today was a hike and yesterday was like Disneyland for Dogs -- a 40-acre dog park filled with tall grass, intertwining trails, and a deep, slow-moving river. It was nirvana!

Today's hike was cool, too. Lots to smell and a waterfall! I've never seen a waterfall so I waded around underneath it and soaked up the spray.

Here we are posing for food...the treat is held out of the picture and above our heads. I have learned, through my extensive training that looking at the treat will not get it in my mouth. Instead, I must look my mom straight in the eye and wait patiently. Monty hasn't learned that yet, so he's staring at the treat. I tried to elbow him to look at mom, but I haven't yet learned to use my elbows in that way.

After our dirty hike, we went to the lake where we swam and chased each other until eventually we had to lie under a tree in the cool shade because we were worn out.

That's what summer is all about, isn't it? Overeating, playing really hard, and then an afternoon nap.

I'm diggin' it!