The Cabin

This weekend was Bailey's first trip to The Cabin, and he loved it; he is definitely a mountain dog. He ran through the bushes, he went down the side of the mountain (I thought Rudy was going to have to climb down and get him), he disappeared on adventures in the woods, he chased bugs, and then he napped.

EXPLORING THE WOODS

Our peaceful walk down to see Luke and the waterfall became very eventful. When Bailey saw Luke he went berserk. He gave us a good hound dog bark and a back mohawk. For those of you who have not met Luke, he is a little wooden man with a gun, overhauls, an American flag, and a bottle of moonshine. We let him off the leash to go play in the waterfall, but then he went straight over the edge of the mountain to explore (about a 75% grade). Rudy and I were freaking out, but Bailey was having the time of his life tromping through the briers and brush.

LUKE

DRINKING SOME FRESH WATER FROM RUDY'S LADEL