Monday, October 20, 2014

Monty Monday

Monty and I played in the leaves this weekend. It was a gorgeous fall day and while standing around outside, I decided to get the rake. We have hundreds of leaves lying on the ground in our backyard, so I "rakicked" (combination of raked and kicked) them into one giant pile, just like my parents did when we were young. It wasn't the big red maple leaves like I remember, but there were a lot of crunchy yellow dead ones.

I think Monty likes fall as much as his crazy human mother. As I tossed leaves in the air, he tried to eat them. #rawr

It makes my heart so happy that I have someone to romp around and act like a child with. I can only imagine how full my heart will be when I can throw our Bores Babies into a pile of fresh Colorado leaves. No, not yet mom(s). Monty, will do for now!

Thankfully, the Bores Quarters has a few good trees outback - ones that produce more falling leaves than Mr. B would prefer to rake. I see a lot of amazing fall memories made in our back yard.

Sunday, October 19, 2014

Sunday Marriage Thoughts

After two years of marriage, we've resorted to two tubes of toothpaste - one for each of us. Mr. B could no longer deal with the way I squeeze it. I squeeze from the middle and he squeezes from the back. It's a serious problem, according to my husband. 

Moral of the story: When you're having minor marital issues, fix them. It could be a $5 purchase that reduces early morning whining and complaining. 

So which way do you squeeze your toothpaste tube? Is there a right way? 

Of course. My way. 

Tuesday, October 14, 2014

Monty Someday

Birthday Celebrations Continue
Thank you so very much for the prayers you said for our big boy. He had a cyst removed from his head two weeks ago and finally had the stitches taken out yesterday. Aside from being lethargic the day of surgery, he bounced back to his normal self the following day. And believe it or not, the stitches didn't seem to phase him so we never had to put the "cone of shame" around his neck.

The lab diagnosis came back with a fancy name called hemangioma. They believe it was sun induced, but can't be 100% sure. The vet hoped he wasn't overreacting when he chose to surgically remove it, but turns out, all of us were glad he did. Had we left the cyst alone, it could have become malignant over time. He's at high risk for these lesions, so we'll have to check over his skin from time to time and have any future cysts removed.

In the meantime, I suppose ill be purchasing some type of doggy sunscreen. Does that exist? #overprotectivedogmom

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Fall Camping

We slept in the camper for the last time this year. It has officially been winterized, cleaned and stored for the winter. It's always a sad time of year for Mr. B, and shockingly, this year, I felt the same. Mr. B makes sure camping is a big part of our life. Sometimes I complain, but most times I'm happy once we're there. It's the packing, prepping and cleaning out afterwards that I dread.

Due to our busy summer - ya know that whole moving thing - we did most of our trips early in the season. However, it's Fall camping that's our favorite. The temperatures are cooling off. The leaves are changing. Campgrounds are less crowded. Flannel jammies are required. Warm apple cider is appropriate. And it's the only time of year that I enjoy hiking.

Despite our chaotic lives this season, we scheduled a trip to Hermit Park - one of our favorite-close-to-home campgrounds. Our friends Sam and Julie came along, with their new pup, Bukka, in tow. We finally stayed in the site we'd been eyeing for two years. It was worth the wait - the view was gorgeous, it was private, and the pups had a lot of room to roam.

We ate really amazing food. It's shocking how well we eat when we camp. From the first camping trip Mr. B took me on, he has said, "When you camp with me, you eat like a king." That statement has remained all these years. And thanks to our new camping buddies, we enjoyed some new goodies. From home-made banana bread to fresh elk sausage straight from the butcher shop, we literally ate constantly. Bukka wanted to do the same. Fortunately, we each got ONE piece of banana bread and then he ate the rest. #baddog

After stuffing our faces with s'mores by night, we hiked on crunchy leaves by day. Leafing is one of my favorite things and last year we missed our opportunity. I wasn't going to let that happen for the second year in a row. We were hoping to wear flannels and maybe a cozy scarf, but the sun was shining bright, which meant, we were hot. Sam was wearing a "sweat backpack" and Monty literally laid down in the middle of the hike - he was done. It wasn't your typical fall day in the mountains, but it didn't stop us from taking in the scenery.

Our weekend in photos | #campbores

Until next year, we'll set up forts in our living room and roast marshmallows over the stove. Come January, I am sure Mr. B will be begging me to set up a tent in the backyard. Sun or snow, nothing stops my husband from camping.

Wednesday, October 8, 2014

Montys Birthday

When it's your birthday, you call the shots. Well so does Monty, and he chose not to wear his hat. #itried

In honor of Monty Monday, we have a special post this week. Monty Gose turned 5 yesterday. Five! I totally understand when parents say, "Where has the time gone? How is my child in high school already."  It seems like we adopted Monty last year. Yet, somehow it's been 4.5 years. 

Mr. B feels Monty is getting old. I beg to differ and think he still has the same spunk he did the day we brought him home. He loves to scratch our new-to-us-hardwood-floors by running across them, he still prances when he carries his blanket up and down the stairs, and he's even gotten to know half the neighborhood by running loose a time or two. Thank God for strangers that aren't afraid to get out of their car or sprint after my dog, when my legs can't handle chasing him any longer. Yes, that just happened. #baddog

We didn't get to celebrate as normal, due to some unfortunate family circumstances, but we do plan on letting him nose dive into his birthday cake this weekend. The special made-for-a-dog kind. 

In the mean time, we decided to use our newly purchased Costco membership to buy Monty a really big teddy bear. The dog loves stuffed toys, so we thought we'd take it to the next level. Hope he doesn't always expect toys that are Monty-size. 

Happy 5th birthday Monty G.

We hope this year includes more lakes to swim in, more toys to tear apart, more treats to eat, more trails to hike, more friends to meet, and more life size toys to snuggle.
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