Our Last Idaho Snow Fling & On The Road Again

These first four photos are some action shots from January 1st, our last day to run and play at our cabin in farrr North Idaho. We had no idea we'd be stuck in a car just a day after having all this fresh air and romp time. Sure glad we got to spend at least part of the winter in a nice, snowy place with fresh air!

Well, we are in Montana for the night. Another exciting road trip down to Phoenix with the folks. It's 1500 miles so our mommy and daddy take about 3 days to make the trip. Mommy can't drive at night and daddy is the main driver, so we spend the night in dog friendly hotels. So far at least we've only had some light snow and rain...unlike the blizzards we have faced in the past. The photo above is what the highway has looked like so far.

Hootie has already gotten into trouble twice today. Really bad trouble. We had to stop at a place called Rocker, Montana so Mommy could use the restroom. So, while she did her thing Daddy took us out on our leashes. What Dad didn't know was that he had Hootie's leash hooked onto his rabies and ID tags. When this towndog came running by Hootie broke loose and ran off to play with him. About that time Mom came out of McDonald's and heard Dad yelling "Hootie, Hootie" at the top of his lungs. Mom went running after Hootie (with no coat on in 20degree F. temps!), calling him and running like a crazed old lady. Hootie totally ignored both of the hoomans. He did not even turn around to see who was calling his name!! The towndog started barking at Mommy when she got close to them and she wasn't even scared! She just kept running after Hootie. Through a trailer court, then into another neighborhood. Hoot ran behind this big house with Mommy in hot pursuit. The people in the house turned their outside lights on as she chased after him. By this time Daddy had caught up with them with the car and he handed Mom some treats. Well, to shorten this story a bit, she held out her hand with the treat and grabbed the little renegade when he fell for the bait! She was all mad at Pops and couldn't figure out how he could let Hootie come unhooked. Dad said she should have been mad at a dog that doesn't come when called. After we checked into our hotel tonight she saw what had happened:

Right now Hootie has NO identification on his collar. He had 3 tags on before the incident. One was his Rabies tag, one was this very cool Welsh flag with his name and phone# (buddies Molly & Taffy turned him on to that) and the last was a tag he got for Christmas that said "I hate cats". Yes, Hootie is a pooch without ID. To add insult to injury, after we arrived at the hotel Mom was taking me out for a walk and the little stupe squeezed out the door and ran off again!! Dad grabbed some treats and once again Mommy lured him with one. I think our mom needs to get her heart checked when we get to Phoenix 'cuz she was holding her chest after the last Hootie episode. He shows NO remorse whatsoever. For the time being I'm the favored pooch!! hehe.

More later buddies! Smooches, Baby Rocket Dog