Hawk Hill

Yesterday Mom took me for a walk again. We went to the Braintree Pass part of the Blue Hills, where we found our way to Hawk Hill and back again.
Here I am.
This is one of the paths. Mom thought it was pretty.

This is another shot of the path.
Mom liked the way the fungus was growing up the side of this tree.
Stone wall.
Pretty leaves changing colors.
See?

Again.
I tried to give Mom this stick.
Hole with some interesting tunnels.
More leaves.
Someone arranged these in a row, but we can't figure out why.

Back to Tucker Hill

On Tuesday, Mom took me back to the Blue Hills. There wasn't much interesting on the trail, but Mom got some pictures of me looking cute.
See? Cute.

You don't get much cuter.
Okay, this is a goofy picture, but I'm smiling, and smiling dogs are C-U-T-E.
Now I'm cute and going the other way.
I'm cute and alert.
We didn't go that way. We don't know why it's there.

One place, two days

On Wednesday, Thursday, Mom decided to take me for a walk someplace new and different. We were going to go to the Braintree Pass section of the Blue Hills, but this time we were going to a) bring the map, and b) follow the Braintree Pass a little farther than we had in the past. Unfortunately, there were some paths that did not appear on the map, and we wound up taking a much shorter walk than intended. However, Mom brought me back to the same spot the next day and we took the route we'd intended. It was still short, but at least we did what we set out to do. Here are some pictures from both days.

Yogi Walks!
Yogi Sniffs!
Yogi Smiles!
Come on, Mom, let's go!
Yogi Scratches!

This is the side path on which we turned. It was the wrong path, but it was a path.
Hey, I'm a star!
They aren't kidding!

These are from Friday.
Hey, weren't we here yesterday?
Who cares? There's water here!
The water is so clear!
Not for long, though.
I made a mess!
The ubiquitous stone walls. That's an awfully big word for a dog, isn't it?
This isn't a wall, it's a structure! I bet zombies built it!

A steep climb, and a new best friend!

What an exciting weekend! On Friday, Mom took me to an obscure part of the Blue Hills. We'd been there before, but Mom forgot to bring her map. She had planned out a route, but we got turned around trying to avoid a small child. He was a very nice small child, but Mom didn't think that it was the safest thing around under the circumstances. Anyway, we couldn't completely avoid the kid but we got lost, and did a lot of climbing.
Lady, this is the only pose you're getting from me. Be happy with it!
There's something under this pile of leaves.
This is the path? You've got to be kidding me!

I'm part mountain goat, despite the tag that says I am officially a dog.
Come on, Mom! What's the hold up?
Down.
This is the view from the top of the steep steep hill.
It's a beautiful view. Not worth the stress of the climb, but a beautiful view.

Yes, we really did climb this. Mom was worried that I'd accidentally knock the little kid down the hill.
It goes higher?
Mom did not write this grafitti.
But a Golden Retriever really is the incarnation of Love, so it seemed appropriate.
What do you mean we have to go up again?

Whatever you say, lady!

After that, Mom stopped taking pictures and started concentrating on getting us home.

On Sunday, my Auntie Carol brought me a surprise: a new best friend.
This is Eden.
She's an 8 1/2 year old Doberman, and such a sweet and good dog! She was so much fun. She was very patient with me and let me chase her around all day. I love Eden.
This is me and Eden begging for a treat.
See how happy I am? I smile.
I learned how to be a Good Dog from Eden.
She was a very good teacher!
We both begged.
When we begged, we got treats.
Aren't we cute?