A Recap of the Summer

Remember that cold, wet, gray blanket I mentioned earlier this week? Mmm-hmm, yep it's here. It was decent this morning, but now that I'm home from work it is really soggy out there and I'm postponing walking the dogs. They're actually not giving me a hard time about it, probably because Wilbur is exhausted from laying in his kennel, watching me work, and Charlotte is busy working out a mathematical equation about the toll collections on the Road to Nowhere, and how to increase its revenue (good luck, girl!) Anyway, I thought, since today is not a picture-taking sort of day, that I would post shots from this summer to remind myself that summer here in the Pacific Northwest really is worth the soggy winters. 

For one, there were the sheep. 

Roper herds sheep. 

Char herds tennis balls. We found out Char has a medical condition known as Tennis Ball Teeth. I've tried to switch back to the frisbee (sorry, Char's hips) or a rubber ball, but she refuses anything but fuzzy-ball-which-ruins-her-teeth. 

There were pretty flowers this summer, over near Olympia. 

Now, heading the opposite direction...  

... we saw a bunch of sea life! Of course, I didn't have my camera during the kayak-trip-of-many-baby-seal-sightings, but this dude was pretty cool-looking, too. And less noisy. 

Char got all artsy this summer. 

Char reallyreallyreally wishes we lived at the beach. 

Wilbur only likes the beach when it's not hot outside. Which, of course, is exactly when I would rather be doing something drier. 

The water's salty, there's sand in my fur, and have you seen the size of the sand fleas around here? 

Char reallyreallyreally wishes we lived at the beach. 

Like, reallyreallyreally wishes.

Come pick me up in November, Mom! 

It's all fun and games until sand gets in your eye, said Wil. 

I LOVE sand in my eye! said Char.