Swimming Holes – A Foto Fur-iday

It’s been a while since we’ve had a foto Fur-iday, and with T’s desk and computer buried in horse pedigrees and paperwork, it seemed like a good time to be quick about my blog post. She’s gone off to make a cup of tea so I’ve sneaked in here to put together my post. She can be a bit intense when it’s Fall Classic Sale deadline time so I’d best get’er done and get outta here!

I love to get wet, which many of you already know, and this summer has been great for finding new and wonderful places to go for a dip. Best part is, the summer’s only half over, and I plan to jump into as much water as possible before it gets hard.

Here’s my 2018 list so far…

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One of many swims in my old standby, close-to-home, favourite, the irrigation canal.

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Ribbon Creek near Troll Falls in Kananaskis Country.

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Prince’s Island Park in downtown Calgary.

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Lower Kanaskis Lake near the campground where we stayed in July.

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Nose Creek in NW Calgary.

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The Bow River east of Calgary at Wyndham-Carseland Provincial Park.

Stay tuned in the late fall for my second foto blog of 2018 swimming holes!

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Setback or Cliff?

It’s been a tough couple of days. I managed to get myself stuck in one of my dens when my peeps weren’t home and it’s taken a toll on my old body and spirits. The vet says an incident like this can be a setback or a cliff for a guy of my age and condition. No one, including me, is sure just which it is yet.

For now, I’m resting. I’ll write more in a day or two when, hopefully, I’ve found my mojo.

My Kinda Hike

It’s Teresa’s birthday today and they’ve gone off hiking in Kananaskis. I’m a little sad, I have to admit, but a long crowded car ride followed by a hike followed by another long, crowded car ride doesn’t really sound like my kind of day anymore.

Teresa and her sister Susan took me for a walk and a swim before they left this morning and, as much as my mind wants to do more, my old body begs to differ.

There’s been mention of some sort of doggie chariot on more than one occasion. Ya, not gonna happen. If I’m not getting there under my own steam, I’m not going.

Besides, it’s lovely here in Logie-land today– sunshine, breeze blowing, birds singing, soft grass for napping in the shade. My kinda hike.