I made it 18 months!

As the title says.... I am 18 months old. Guess that adds up to three somehow. I turned 18 months 4 days ago, but today was Daddy's big day. The one he has been waiting for since I was born! It was "Hair Cut Day"! The first picture in this post, is one of the last of me with long hair!

Anyway, just so you know! I weighed 27.7 pounds (12.5 kgs), was 32.75 inches (83.185 cms) tall and my had was like 19.5 inches (49.53 cms) round. I am very healthy and growing ahead of schedule! So bottom line, Daddy has not messed up yet.

Here I am, before my haircut! 

Here is mommy trying to explain what a hair cut is….

Hmmm…. Why am I sitting here!

Well at least I got this cool thing over me with doggies on it!

 Wait a minute, what is this lady doing?

  Was getting a little scary…. So mommy came to my rescue.

 The deal was I get ice cream when we were done! We are done…. Lets go!

What is mommy doing over there?

Ok, the hair cut was not that bad!

This is pertty good.

It was rough saying good-bye to my hair, but I did need a hair cut. It was a rather interesting experience. I am sure this will not be my last hair cut. I wonder if I will always get ice cream.

The journey to visit Dog

The journey began at the big fence. It is what seperates the warm side of our yard from the frozen tundra. I must say, it was tough getting that gate open.

Here I am on my way into the tundra.

Wow, the snow pack is even deeper than I thought it would be.

I am using my training to check for snow caves.

My foot prints are on the right, my guide's are on the left.

Hours later, I reached the far gate and Dog ran to see me.

Here we are catching up.

He is funny, he likes to lick my hand.

A shot of the tundra, now you know why I had to use the side gate.

Christopher tracks.

It took a lot of training and it was not easy, but I finally got to visit Dog. It was great cathcing up with Dog and with snow in the forecast, glad I did it when I did.