house clips

Here are some clips of the new house, we haven't moved in yet, still painting and putting in floors, will hopefully move in the next two weeks.

Bryan's visit

Bryan came to visit last week. It was nice to have a familiar Tahoe face in Montana.

Naptime jailbird blues

This naptime didn't go so well......

Owen Crawling

I've been delinquent in getting videos on the blog, Owen started crawling a couple weeks ago, and now that he is on the move, it's not so easy to get pictures of him...

Sweet cousin Joshua and not so sweet Owen

Oh, the doggies

This blog is a tribute to our precious pookies. We almost lost one this weekend, and it made me think how much I am glad to have them (even though our relationship is strained at times:).
Mica and Cerah were wrestling like they always do, and Nick and I were sitting about five feet away. We noticed that the wrestling seemed to get more aggressive, like they were seriously attacking eachother. They have done this before, so we told them to knock it off. Then we heard Mica gasping for each breath like she was breathing through a straw.
The ten seconds it took us to get her collar unclipped seemed like forever. Cerah's tooth had snagged the cloth on Mica's collar and the more they struggled to free it the tighter it choked on Mica.
Once we got the collar unclipped, Mica's gums were ghost white and shocky. It took a good ten minutes for her color to come back.
I had heard of this happening, and dogs even dying from it, but thought "what are the chances?"
Well, our dogs won't be wearing their collars anymore unless we are out. They wrestle all the time, and often not within our sight, if we hadn't been sitting there, it could have been bad.
So note to self and anyone else who has dogs that like to wrestle. Use the clipping collars, and not the ones like belt buckles. We would have never gotten that kind of collar off in time.....
So I decided to go through all my pictures and pick out my favorite doggy pictures (with some appearances by Asher, Nick and Owen), since Owen gets all the attention on this blog, I guess I need to make up for it.

Great Grandma Quesenberry

Or "mamaw" as she is to me. She always sang lots of songs to us grandkids while we were growing up. She lived with us for several years, and I have many great memories with her. She still remembers the words to her songs. It was fun getting all the great grandkids to see her in Florida.

High Line Trail

We took our first hike in Glacier National Park last weekend. Owen slept the whole way except when we stopped to eat. We saw lots of wildlife but thankfully no bears.
The mountain goats, big horn sheep and deer were not afraid of people.

Owen's latest

Florida 2008

Owen and I went to Florida last month for a family reunion. Owen got to meet all his cousins, great aunts and uncles, second cousins, and great grandmother Quesenberry.
It was a lot of fun, and Owen really liked floating in the pool.
Meanwhile on the home front, our Tahoe house sold. Thanks for everyone's prayers. That is a huge financial relief for us. And it helps us feel like we can move forward here in Montana.

Latest photos

We've done a few more hikes, and run into more wildlife. We were almost to the end of our hike, and had the peak in site, when a family of mountain goats (5 adults and two babies) strolled down the trail, and weren't interested in letting us pass. We had to turn around and leave. Unfortunately, we didn't take the time to get any pictures of them. But here are some pictures of us hiking, riding the gondola down after a hike, and trying to get Owen to eat, which he still isn't all that interested in.

Battle of the strong wills

Great Grandpa Porter

This is Owen's great grandfather on my side (Laura). Maybe some similarity....

Sqeaky clean gums (turn up your volume)

A message from Owen to Judah

Moose

This moose was about 200 feet from the road.

Grandma Porter's Visit

We had a great time with my mom here. We took our first drive into Glacier national park, and spotted a moose.
Owen is sitting well now, and tasting his toes often.