Here's a cool picture of me and my kid brother out exploring the wild prairie!
Mom thought the sun made a cool pattern on my coat. I look striped, don't I? Here's another shot of Zim:
Zim, Wild Coyote of the Prairie!
He made that nickname up himself. It's pretty fitting since he learned Coyote as his first language. (To new readers: Before joining our family, Zim had been chained to a tree 24 hours a day - for the first year and a half of his life. He learned to talk by listening to the coyotes who sang to him. When he got here, Stormy taught him Siberian.) Anywoo, he's got great camouflage this time of year, doesn't he? Cool!
Speaking of "cool" and my little brother, remember all the talk about the computer crash and Mom losing some of her photos, but Dad was able to rescue a few favs off the iPod? (With Stormy's help!) Here's one of those shots:
She hadn't saved it anywhere else... but now thanks to Dad (and Stormy), she has one of her favorite Zim-shots back! Oh, there are others, too - to include some of me! But that one was one that tugged at her heartstrings.
We had a great walk this morning, and now I need to get back to doing what I do best.
Yes, that's Mom's leg. Woo. Have a great day!