Snow Crazy

Finally some decent snow! We just had to go sledding; so we packed up and went up the canyon. Two nights later we were out on the golf course in the dark picking our lines down the hills. Some of my best holiday memories are centered around sledding. Zipping down the ski hill road at Maverick Mountain, in the dark after all the skiers had gone home on our runner sleds. The next morning all the men would set up shop at the cabin and repair all the runners. Those things can be deadly at 30 mph, but fortunately no one was seriously injured.

Aspen has perfected the "cheese" face.

This picture is priceless.

Puppy Love

I vowed I would never have an "indoor" dog. Unfortunately our .1 acres does not allow the free range that the ranch I grew up on did. Do doggies go to heaven? Are they part of our eternal families? I hope the see Toby (the rottweiler mix ranch dog we had as kids) and Chella (our first dog as a married couple who would climb, moutain bike and even kayak with us) and our current dog; Neico (who I hope hangs around at least til the kids graduate). He's only 7 months old but I can't imagine evening rough-housing without him.

Here's Chella sunbathing in Red Rocks, NV while Scott and I climbed.

Neico sharing his crate with Aspen. She'll climb into it and then call Neico in and then they curl up together.

Mercedes using Neico as a pillow.