6:30 AM December 7th. Sundogs’s never-ending Indian summer has ended. Oops forgot to put away the cushions and sarapes. Do I dare open the sliding door?
Snow Dogs
Wordless Wednesday: Baby Basket
Black and White Sunday: Rock Creek Cool Off
After descending 1000 ft into the canyon above Sundog Ranch, Maisie and daughter Sasha, cool off on our property line. Which sits right in the middle of Rock Creek.
Wordless Wednesday: River Sunrise
Black and White Sunday: Tres
Mountain Dogs: Clean Water
This is a follow up post to Tuesday’s Muddy Waters post and most likely the last “swimming dog” post for the season. This is day two and three of the same trip to the lake 2 years ago. On day two we visited the beach in the afternoon hence the shadows and then on day 3 we hit THE PIER in the early morning hence the shadows. Yolo took the prize as king of the ball all weekend. Sasha just going on 7 months old was in training doing a pretty good job keeping up with the big dogs. 
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Wordless Wednesday: Left Brain Trick
Mountain Dogs: Muddy Waters
Combing through the archives yesterday I came across this photo shoot which I HAVE to share from Aug. 2011. I wanted to practice action photography and that is exactly what I got. The harsh light presented challenges plus the pond usually pristine clear, had turned to half mud and half water late in summer. Which in time made dirty dogs and dirtier water. The Sundogs did not mind.
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Goat Games
Since requests are coming in for MOAR goats here goes. Enjoy our two young Nubian goats, Sweet Pea (Black & White) and her sister Sorrel as they play what we call “King of the Mountain” game. The video is kinda long but well worth the laughs. They can do this for a long time…..neither wants to surrender.
Letters To the Homefront
DATE : Sunday March 2,2003 5:02 AM FROM Jo Danehy TO : LCpl Justin Canter Subject: Hi Justin
Thanks for writing. I enjoy getting your emails and knowing you are safe. I know you cannot tell me a lot but just let me know if you get my emails or anyone elses. Today we are going to the Farm for Lorenzo’s wake. He is in a marble urn now but he will continue to live in our hearts and minds. I might see Tim Canter there since he lives around the corner from the farm. I’ve been meaning to go visit him. I’m sure he would love to hear about you. I just heard from Mary Bingham. Jonathan is thinking about going into the Navy when he graduates from college. I sent some padded envelopes in my last package to you. They should be good for sending back your pictures. Also sent a phone card. I get great support and info from Marine Moms Online. Been hearing waits are long for the phone in some areas but not everywhere. It was heartbreaking to miss your call on Monday but wonderful to hear your voice. I keep your message on the machine so I can hear your voice. You sound great. Keep up the high spirits! We love you. xxxooox MOM
DATE Monday March 3, 2003 FROM: LCpl Justin Canter TO: Jo Danehy Subject RE: Hi Justin
Mom, Got your email sent on Sunday. Enjoy Lorenzo’s wake. I wish so bad to be there. The celebration will be a memorable one I know. Did you see Tim or not? How is he? If you hear from Mary Bingham tell her that Jonathon should really consider the Marine Corps instead of the Navy. From my experience it is so much better. He could even become an officer and obtain a higher degree. I wish I could talk to him about it. Our commanding officer gave us some liberty to talk a little about our mission. We are staged for an attack in the Persian Gulf. About eight or nine of the Marines from our shop went to the forward operating base on land. I wish I could have gone with them but I’m sure I would not be saying that if it where true. I am much safer here on the ship. I just feel like I am missing out on an adventure. I can see the coast of Kuwait from where we are. It looks like a beautiful place to visit. The buildings are like the old Russian towers with the Hersey’s Kisses on top. All is otherwise normal. I go to church almost everyday. I am sad to see Father Haddad go land based. He was a young priest, very reverent and a good confessor. We would watch movies after mass every night. Some good some bad. It’s good to be practicing grandmothers faith again. I feel like I have found what I have been searching for all my life in the Catholic church. It went from being very hot to very cold. I did not think it could get so hot in these parts of the Middle East. It is a nice change. Got to go. Love you, Justin
The Sun Dog Drift 