|"Follow me, everyone!"|
Gorgeous! Sure, colder would have been better, but ... you know. Anyway, when we got up to the top, I struck a pose:
|Me! Polargold's Margaret Thatcher!|
See ... it wasn't really a "pose" pose, because I did it all on my own and Mom surprised me by snapping it. Fear not - I got a cookie anyway, just because we always get a cookie when we reach the cliff. Ragnar makes sure of it. (He has special powers.)
I also did a lot of stalking -- I mean "tracking", since other pups had been up there:
|"I smell Eau de Labrador!"|
Mom surprised me with that shot, too. I should have charged her a Zuke's, but I was lost in the moment.
Here's a shot of Ragnar and me back down at the bottom:
|"I like the sun on my snooter, don't you, Raggi?"|
"Uh ... yeah, Mags."
What a great walk! And no posing! Well ... no "posing" posing. Right?