Saturday, November 29, 2008

Desperate times...

...require desperate measures.

Like, when there's no snow to ski, running down one of Hartley ski trail's two big hills, pretending I'm on skis.



Watch for the poodle...when I run her instinct is to chase, bite and tackle, so it's amazing I made it all they way to the bottom

2 comments:

Ovidia said...

All I can say is I can't wait for the next book/s: "Pretending to Ski The North Shore" ... "Pretending to Camp the North Woods" ...

What a guy. What a poodle. What a story ...!

Andrew Slade said...

How about "Pretending to Like the Poodles of the North Shore"? You know I only walk Chloe because she's the boss and she insists.