The Baka Yaro Brigade has returned! Three cheers, and some for the Auntie in Japan too.
The Konichihuahua was on hand for the welcoming, but the real welcome home came from Taylor back in Oakland.
Happy to have them home. Hope to see the Japanese family soon myself. Know their mama in SoCal will be happy to have them back in her nest too. The boys are out like lights - as they likely will be for the next week. Time to take the doggies to the doggie park to help them get over the excitement of the homecoming.
Sunday Sunday Sunday! 3 dogs, one pasty old white man, and one massive hill to conquer in the East Bay Hills! The vultures circled! The joggers put in their bets! My knees trembled! It wouldn't be easy - but nothing good ever is! In building on our excellent hike at Carquinez on Saturday, I and my pack decided to hit Chabot Park, and the mighty Macdonald Trail from the valley floor up to the crest above Bort Meadow and back. Originally, I was so ambitious I thought we would make it all the way to the meadow and back, but by the time we had walked the crest awhile, I realized it was best to save the second half for later and be happy with what we'd already accomplished - after all, what we accomplished was no small feat. Have a gander if you don't believe...
We had us a wing-ding this weekend! We hit some awesome trails over some top-notch vistas, but those come a dime a dozen here in Cali. The real story is that humans once again scored a victory over canine-kind! We once again outlasted the pack, but it wasn't easy friends. My achieving of Tired Dog x3 nearly wiped me out too, but not quite - I still had enough left in the tank to sustain a deep, prolonged laugh at seeing all those tired pooch pusses as they immediately went to sleep in the car after each of our weekend hikes. No dog is ever cuter than at that moment their head hits the pillow in exhaustion after the old man out hustles them on the trail! Such good living!