Finisher

The Eugene Marathon was today and both Holly and Megan ran the half-marathon.

This was Holly's first big race and although Megan had planned to run the whole marathon, she sailed through on an injury.


Great legs even after the race. The third pair of legs belong to a friend, Megan.


Holly must have been looking for me, she spotted the camera and I right away.


Holly and friend Megan.





Quite tickled with her finish... as she should be.


And then along came Megan. She wasn't looking for me.


Then she noticed her mamas cheering her on.




And what else would Megan do after the race? Look at the entry for the next race.


Megan and Holly


Holly, Megan and Megan

Yo Mooseman

It's my birthday today.


And do you want to know what I am wishing for on my birthday star?


I really, really want a small, fluffy snack. I even have my paws crossed.


I can fit this much in my mouth at one time.


But I think I will have to settle for a greyhound nap.

Happy birthday to me.

Yo Adam

Hey, you over there. Yes, I'm looking at you.


Do you see anything different about me?


I'm an official member of the Double-Digit Gang today. As we all know, membership has it's benefits.


Extra cookies! Woo hoo.


So please, join me in a round of Happy Birthday to me.

Open season

Jillian has reached her full comfort potential now. She's claimed open season on anything not bolted down.


Judging by the tail action, I think they have both settled in quite nicely.


Jillian is without a doubt the party girl. She's the one that will be sneaking out of the house after dark, coming home after curfew, and hiding all of the other dogs toys. I can tell.


And she has the look, the look of mischief.


During a hot flash attack I had taken off my hoodie. It instantly became a toy.


When I questioned Miss Jillibean about said actions, she yawned oh so innocently.


And the whole time, Miss Slinky, the good sister just observed.

The life of Murphy

Murphy lives for the spring and freshly mowed grass. He would lay out there for hours, as long as we were close by.


He rolls around just like a puppy, taking it all in.


Of course, he always has ulterior motives.


He's not as innocent as he looks. He waits until the coast is clear and munches down on the clumps of grass. He doesn't think we're watching.


But the tidbits of grass stuck in his teeth don't lie.

Today's forecast

The old saying in Oregon is that if you don't like weather, wait five minutes. It rained in torrents for most of the day.

At 6 pm, I walked out to this.

Thirty minutes later over coffee we looked to the west and saw this.

At 7 pm, this little puppy was opening up to the north.

And we closed the night to this.

Welcome to Oregon.

What Sundays are really like

The twins demonstrated a day of activity yesterday, but don't let them fool you.


This is what Sundays really look like. A cushion, a couch


and lots of lovin'.

The twins and the toy

"Oh boy, oh boy, is that for us?"

A beautiful sunny day and we took the twins out in the back yard to play with a toy.


Thinking that since they do nearly everything together, they would play with a toy together.


Sure. What on earth was I thinking? I had two daughters, even in the best of times, they don't share.


For awhile I had a glimpse of hope that we would have a tug-o-war game.


But Jillian got the toy away, and it wasn't long before we realized how much she didn't want to share.


Slinky moved in, and Jillian assured her in no uncertain terms that sharing wasn't going to happen.


It was mostly just a mouthy threat from Jillian.


But Slinky was crushed. We brought out a second toy, but it just wasn't the same.


What was most interesting is that after Slinky walked away, Jillian seemed to miss her and dropped her toy to join Slinky at the local watering hole, just to make sure everything was ok.


After the "I'm sorry I yelled at you, sis", Jillian was back to her prize of the day.