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Or maybe that should be A Rhad Tail (short, but cute) – or Rhadism.

Sigh - Rhad thinking it through

I made breakfast burritos this morning – and the dogs were underfoot, so I told them “Out of the Kitchen!”  and got back to it.  Not really paying attention, Rhad must have been in stealth mode – because he obviously slowly moved his bowl in the kitchen – and all of a sudden I feel him brush by my leg to shove it into the perfect spot to catch anything that might drop – then he looked up at me and backed out of the kitchen.

Yep, just another Rhad Tale.

Had to work at getting a couple of better shots of him:

Our One Year Old Blessing

And yes, the carrot is THE toy - you can take it if you toss it for him.

The stuffed carrot is his favorite at the moment – squeeking like mad and leaping about with it 2 minutes ago and now he’s crashed and is sound asleep.  Happy Birthday, kiddo!

The birthday boy with his favorite new toy

It's our Short Stop Doorstop

DIGITAL SCRAPBOOK KIT CREDITS:
Christine’s Mr. Munchkin Page Kit
Christine’s Sweet Sentiments Overlays

Finally found a bit of time to process the photos from this week for Project 365 – taking a photo a day for a year.  I’ve kept up with it, but a few days have not been the best, as my focus has been on other parts of the business, but I suppose that’s just a part of the whole process here – training myself to keep my eyes open and my camera handy.

And, just because – here’s another cute photo of Rhad from last night – he’s really starting to pose.  I call his name with the camera up and he’ll look at me and  hold the pose until the flash goes off.  Such a good boy.  Hard to believe he’s almsot 6 months old now!

Cute Corgi Smile © 2009 SnowMoon, LLC

.I Believe I Can Fly © SnowMoon, LLC

 And here, Taylor was getting up to top speed determined NOT to be herded by Rhad – though Rhad kept up with her pretty well.

Determined to keep up © SnowMoon, LLC

Snow Shark! © 2009 SnowMoon, LLC

No, not a snow shark - it's Rhad!

It’s the first time Rhad’s really experienced deep snow – we’re up to 16″ and another 7-11″ are expected tonight.   It was a fun day of going out to blaze some trails for him so he wasn’t completely exhausted – and took the camera with me each time.  More to come…

5 Months © 2009 SnowMoon, LLC

Hard to believe it, but he’s 5 months old and developing QUITE the personality.  We really lucked out with him – he is, hands down, the easiest puppy we’ve had.  Our only problem is getting him to come in when we call WITHOUT playing a game.  If it’s a game, he’ll come charging.  If not, he’ll work to turn it into a game if he can.  He loves hiding, and if I give up he comes CHARGING as fast as he can. 

The other day, though, he didn’t.  I couldn’t figure out where he had gone.  I got Taylor and asked her where she put her puppy.  The look she gave me was the equivalent of rolling her eyes.  And she walked away and laid down.  Ok, no emergency.  I found him – stuck.  He climbed up a snowpile onto a tiny ledge made from scrap material we used to block off ‘under the stairs’ from the digging Samoyeds.  He could NOT figure out how to get off.  He was stiff and frozen in place, terrified to move.  I had to let him sniff my hand and get him to turn his head before I could lift him off his ledge that was maybe 6″ off the ground.

He did the same ‘freeze’ thing the other night when going to bed.  We cuddle with them on the bed and both of us were out of the room.  He decided to walk onto one of the end tables next to the bed.  But there were ‘things’ on there and he couldn’t turn around.  So he sat, waiting, frozen to the spot, but not scared because he knew where we were.  Now had that been any Samoyed, the full water glass would have gone flying, the clock radio, and other items following the water glass. 

He’s big enough now to handle all the stairs in the house on his own, and yet I still REALLY miss picking him up from his crate in the morning when we’re both half asleep, and while walking down the stairs, him nuzzling his head under my chin with happy little moans as he breathes in my scent.  That time was short.  It always is with babies.