Yogi Chronicle

Great Brook Farm State Park

Last week Mom took me to Great Brook Farm State Park.  Don't get me wrong.  She's taken me to plenty of other places lately.  We get a lot of walking done.  It just all seems to be the same places, and you've seen thousands of pictures of me at those spots.  This place was NEW.  It was SMELLY.  I loved it!

Here I am on the trail.

I don't know what this is.  Mom did not feel that it behooved us to explore it.

Sunshine and shadow doggie!

This mossy rock looks like a turtle.

I look like a dog.  Especially up close!

Buds!

This is the source of some of the medieval odor.

Mom was pretty into some of the rock formations.

More rocks.

Cuter!

Maybe if Mom paid more attention in geology class she'd have more to say than "These are pretty."

The trail was steep.

I doubt that even geology class explained this one.

Did someone seriously build a shelter out here?

I wonder if they'd appreciate a visit from Yogi?

Okay....

Blue Hills Doggie!

Yesterday Mom took me for a hike in the Blue Hills.  It was just us and we had so much fun together!  I got a new leash and everything.

Mom likes how my ears flop here.

 

Golden sunlight, golden retriever...

 

Someone left a pile of junk.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wonder if this is the best idea...

 

Still kind of gun-shy!

 

Maybe a little further... just for the stick!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom would never have let me do this if the water underneath were deeper than my ankles.

 

Still not taking any chances!

 

Mom thinks this is the old cellar hole that is supposed to be on this site.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I am so much cuter than some moldy old cellar hole!

 

Pile of junk is still there!

Some December photos

What a December!  We've got a few pictures to share.  I'll just throw them up here.

I believe that this is a "murder" of crows.

Mom was pretty into them.

 

This is the view from the hill at World's End.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sometimes there is a crane at World's End.

 

This is not a construction type of crane.

 

I have no idea where this one was taken, but I'm cute!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here are Ajax and I at the Christmas tree decorating.  Apparently we were unsuited to decorating the giant stick.

 

Here I am getting a Christmas scritch.

 

I like a scritch.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Very Yogi Thanksgiving

Yesterday was Thanksgiving.  It is a day when we give thanks for all of the wonderful things in our lives.  I am thankful for food that is dropped on the floor.  My friend Ajax came by with his family.  I am mostly thankful for him, although I got a little defensive of some of my things!  That is how you know I am grateful for them.

This is Ajax.

 

I have taken the Wubba and put it in Braintree Keep, so Ajax can't take it from me.

 

That didn't stop him from trying of course.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I prevailed, though.

 

Ajax' mom brought a second Wubba in hopes that it would keep us from fighting about them.

 

Instead I defended them both.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ajax chased me.

 

Chase is an important part of playing Wubba.

 

So is Wrassle.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Here I am with the original Wubba.

 

Here is Ajax with "his" Wubba.

 

All Wubbas are really mine of course.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Defective Puppy gave her bear a diaper change.  Here I am inspecting her handiwork.  She didn't do a half bad job, did she?

Yogi Goes Back to the Blue Hills

On Monday Mom took me back to the Blue Hills.  We went to a part of the reservation we haven't been to in years.  Mom forgot just how vertical it was.  That's okay.  We made it.  We had fun doing it too so that's what counts.

This is new.

This is beautiful at this time of year.  It would be more beautiful with a great big yellow dog in the middle, but alas.

I was more than happy to be out and about with Mom!

There were all sorts of new things to sniff.

I was good though and didn't roll in much.

I'm pretty sure we've never seen this before.  Are we still on the reservation?

This looks a tad more familiar.

You're kidding me, right?

Okay, but I'm better built for this sort of thing than Mom is.

We made it to the top eventually but the air was too damp for pictures!

Jersey Dog

Last weekend I went to New Jersey with Mom, Dad and the Defective Puppy.  We also went to Pennsylvania but I did not like it there.  We went to six parks there and every last one of them said no dogs allowed, so I have no use for them.  I hung around with Grandma and Grandpa V.  I went for walks.  I saw deer and sewer cats.  I went out to Rob and Christie's house where I saw my friend Emma.  Emma has a sister now, her name is Destiny.  We all played together and we all cuddled Mom together.  Mom says that is the happiest she's been in at least a month!  I only got pictures from playing in Grandma and Gradpa V's yard, though.

Here I am with Defective Puppy and Grandpa V.  We are playing Leaf.

Leaf is a fun game.

Defective Puppy had lots of fun with it too.

Check out my mad athletic ability in the background.

Just Yogi!

Helpful.

Defective Puppy is helping.  I am looking for something.

I have found a stick!

There are lots of sticks in New Jersey.

This one has leaves on it.

I made short work of the stick.

Here I watch Defective Puppy and Grandma V take a walk.

A new stick!

And another new stick!

And another one!

This one is a bit more substantial.

This one is less so.

Grandpa V found a nice big stick for me.

This one kept me entertained for a while!

Mom was very impressed.

I am a smart dog.  I found Grandpa V's stick stash!

Smarter than the average bear!

The Other Side of Wompatuck

On Monday Mom took me back to Wompatuck State Park.  We were planning to go to the Blue Hills but there were no maps so we re-thought that plan.  Mom picked sixteen ticks off me by the time we got home!

This is a new friend I met.

 

It must be said, I am much prettier.

 

See how pretty I am with the sun hitting me just so?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were ducks.

 

I wanted to go swim with the ducks but Mom wouldn't let me.

 

She decided I could get my feet wet, though.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It was a compromise but it was nice.

 

Red is Mom's favorite color.

 

She was really into this patch of foliage for some reason.

 

 

 

 

 

 

She had a bush like this in front of her house when she was growing up.

 

I guess the tree was thirsty!

Cute!

Mom took this picture because I looked so cute!

Turkey Hill

Last week Mom took me back to Turkey Hill.  She said she wanted to give me a good workout before I had to go in and have my teeth cleaned!  Anyway, I didn't stay still for many pictures but it was so beautiful Mom took pictures anyway.  The Trustees have added something to Turkey Hill.  There are now trail loops marked with colored markers.  This is a Good Thing.  At least it is according to Mom.  I don't much care as long as I can sniff my way around!  We took the red trail loop.

Defective Puppy tried to hold the leash before we left.  I tolerated it.

 

Such a nice day for November!

 

That didn't mean the site wasn't mucky, but that's ok.  I like muck.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom was really struck by the colors on the trees in the sunlight.  Me not so much.

 

See?  More leaves and colors and sun.

 

This is much more interesting to a Yogi dog!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I don't get it personally.  I mean, what's so pretty about a vista?

 

Oh well.  As long as it keeps the walks coming I suppose.

Blue Hills with Mom

Yesterday Mom took me to the Blue Hills.  It's been a while since we've been there!  We went to the Braintree Pass part.  It was a great time, I miss walking in the woods!

Here I am sniffing.  It's kind of what I do.

 

And here I am pawing at the ground.  This made Mom nervous so we kept going.

 

And here I am running.  I like to run.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mom thought I was trying to drink from the little waterfall.

 

Then she realized I was trying to dig something up from the stream bed!

 

This little pond isn't on the map.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It also wasn't here a week ago!

 

I found lots of sticks to play with.

 

There can never be enough sticks for Yogi!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

It looks like a path, but it is a stream.

 

This dog was very friendly but his sister wasn't.  So he sneaked away to come back and play!

 

Isn't the trail pretty?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The sticks are prettier.

 

More sticks.

 

But Mom, the trail is blocked!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soggy, muddy and very happy.