Not many pictures

Yesterday Mom and I went back to St. Moritz. Unfortunately there aren't many pictures, because the camera was full. This is too bad, because I was such a good dog! I sat, I came when called, I avoided ALL the brackish muck and I even (miracle of miracles) heeled.
Water lillies on St. Moritz pond.
Me.
Water lily.
Pretty pink lillies.

A new loop at St Moritz

Yesterday Mom and I went to the St. Mortiz section of the Blue Hills. It was great, and it was especially interesting in that Mom let us cross the big scary street! We took the Green and Blue path up to the Sawcut Notch Path, then we took the Old Furnace Brook path to the Green Dot trail and back to where we started. I don't know why the Old Furnace Brook path is called that - we saw no brook, and we saw no furnace. Two-legs - go fig. Anyway, here are some pictures Mom took.

These are some water lillies.
Mom really got into them for some reason.
She wouldn't let me jump in until she'd taken all the pictures she wanted.
I guess they're pretty and all.
Still, it's much more fun to jump in and make a mess, which is exactly what I did after this picture was taken. Don't worry; I didn't hurt any of them.

This is another kind of flower.
It's very pretty.
And here is a dragonfly that struck Mom.
This is St. Moritz pond - one of them anyway. I tried to sneak into the culvert linking the two, but Mom caught me.
This is a red leaf on a tree.

Mom doesn't know why its leaves should be red - it's still early July.
Here I am coming out of the pond.
I shook off some of the muck, but not all!
This branch is just hanging there - dangling, with no means of support.
This is a pretty mushroom.

Mom won't let me eat the pretty mushrooms.
This is a brown-eyed Susan.
Mom likes them.
They look like inverse daisies.
Here I am rooting around for something.

This is the Halloween Tree.
It's kind of a scary tree, so I had to check and make sure no zombies were nearby.
All clear!
I don't know why the Halloween Tree is there.
I thought it was scary. Mom thought it was cool.

Here I am exploring.
Here I am turning around to convince Mom to hurry up.
Maybe if I poke at whatever this is with my paw it will do something.
I'm hiding behind a tree. You can't see me!
Here I am trotting away.

This mushroom looks like a platter.
This tree had a large growth.
Mom couldn't understand the growth.
This is a bird.
These are some lotus-looking flowers.

A zombie encounter

Today Mom and I went to the St. Moritz Nature Trail in the Blue Hills. It's been a while since we went there, but Mom had a lot to do and this place was closest. We had a bit of a scare. We were walking through the park and I saw a little trail I wanted to go on. We had never been on this trail before, and Mom thought it would be okay. We didn't get very far. Once we were through the brush, we saw what we thought was a pile of old clothes. Then we realized that someone was actually inside the old clothes! Mom was nervous. She thinks I wouldn't be much good at defending her if something happened. Still, she didn't want to have something happen. So we went back onto the main trail and walked until we found another person, a very nice lady who happened to be going in the right direction anyway. Mom asked if she would mind coming with her, because she wanted to see what was going on but didn't want to do it alone. Nice Lady said okay, and all three of us went back to the deer trail.

Nice Lady yelled from a good distance. The man did not wake up. We got a little closer and yelled again. He still didn't wake up. We had to get very close and very loud before he woke up - Mom wouldn't let me lick his ear, which works for Dad. Anyway, it turned out that he wasn't dead, or sick, or unconscious. He was a construction worker on his lunch hour taking a nap. Everyone laughed, and the man thanked us for checking on him. I'm not convinced he's not a zombie, but the Nice Lady went her way and we went ours and the zombie man went back to sleep or whatever. These pictures were all taken afterward.
This is me on a trail.
This is a pretty little clearing. Can you see the old stone wall in the background?
This is a burnt out old tree trunk. It looks unpleasant, doesn't it?
This is me sulking. There is a cemetary on the other side of the park. I wanted to go in. I heard that there were bones there. Mom wouldn't let me. She's so mean!
I got her back, though, by jumping into a stinking mud pit.
See? Now half of me is black! I look like I have pants on! You should see how I smell!

Anyway, Mom is going away for a few days, so she won't be around to post any of our new adventures. I'm staying with Dad, which should be an adventure in and of itself! Mom says she will miss me, but not the smell.

An okay day

Yesterday was an okay day. Mom and I went to the St. Mortiz part of the Blue Hills, because she was running short on time. Unfortunately, I really like the St. Moritz part of the Blue Hills, because there are horses there. The horses leave me presents that Mom would prefer I not accept, but it's so hard to hold back! Later, though, they let me back into the basement to watch baseball and I didn't leave any presents on the carpet. Mom even played Tug with me!

I wonder who lives in the hollow of that tree?

There was plenty of clean water at St. Moritz, but I much preferred the dirty water.

Here I am trying to help Mom enjoy the dirty water. She would have so much fun with it!