Monday, October 12, 2009

Yankee Doodles in Dixie...

When we adopted Dyna from JoDee, she came with a nickname: Doodle. It's a good name for her and we've continued to use it. Of course Dylan needed a nickname and he seemed like a doodle too so we now have Dyna Doodle and Dylan Doodle. Together, I call them "Team Doodle" or the Doodles.

One thing we know for sure. These Maine born and raised dogs are definitely Yankee's. Today we crossed the Potomac and entered the great state of Virginia and although we crossed the Mason-Dixon line a long time ago (it's above Maryland), to me the south always really started with Virginia. We've now just entered Dixie.

We're at a marina - more about it tomorrow. For today, we took our Yankee Doodles off the boat and let them run in a beautiful huge field with large hay bales everywhere. Team doodle had never seen these before - they required close inspection.



And some more analysis...



Finally, Dylan realized what these things were really for...


So there you have it. From now on we'll only be going deeper and deeper into Dixie land. Can these Yankee's make it?

1 comment:

jeffnick said...

Dogs allow us to leave all the meaningless crap in the background while they teach us about how life should be. They remind us constantly about love and joy, and play and trust...things that we often have a hard time keeping in the forefront.