It’s the most beautiful time of year in Chester County, Pennsylvania – so much so that last weekend I got out for a hike in the beautiful countryside.
My pal Shilah the Husky even came along for the fun. Fall is Shilah’s kind of weather. With her thick sled dog coat she thrives in the cool weather, and not wanting to be left out I wore my Ruffwear Fleece* so that I too could have a “sled dog coat”.
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Oh and don’t worry, in case you were wondering, my family came along too! I can’t seem to shake these fools. 😉
IÂ even got to practice some of my dog agility fun with some log jumps…
….and tunnels! (sorta) 😉
But the best part of hiking is always the view! Thankful to live in such a gorgeous place, because when the sun is shining you can’t have a bad day!
What do you think your dog’s favorite view would be?
It’s been a few years since I’ve set paw on the airport runway, but just after Christmas I decided it was high time I took to the sky once again.
Last time I took to the air (my very first time in fact), I was just a passenger, but this time I figured – why not just fly the plane myself?
After all, if anything were to go wrong – all I had to do was stick my head out the window, since I have my own awesome ear-flapping propellers!
After running through my safety checklist I was ready to load up my passengers and take to the air!
And incase you are wondering, I’m very thorough when it comes to safety.
I even radioed in to the control tower to make sure my plane was stocked with extra cookies – in the event that we had to make an emergency landing on a desert island somewhere. One can never be too prepared.
But, just as I radioed control – they reminded me that I did not in fact have my pilots license and piloting the plane wouldn’t be a great idea. Dang.
To be fair, they did have a point. So I popped into the backseat with mom and readied myself for takeoff.
I have to admit, it’s much more fun to be a passenger then having the responsibility of piloting the plane myself. And I’m sure everyone else was relieved to have an experienced pilot taking us for a ride.
Raise of paws, who thinks I should take my pilot’s license next year? *wink*Â
How do you think your dog would react during a plane ride? Would they sit back and relax, or try to hang their head out the window? Do tell!
Yesterday I shared with you my paddleboarding adventures on the lake during my stay-cation, and today I have an even more thrilling tale to tell!
Last week I took to the air for my very first flight ever!
Now as you may already know, I’m not your average dog, so when I took to the air I didn’t just book a flight on some commercial jet for a week-long getaway. No instead I decided to fly in style by hopping aboard my own single engine plane – aka the Piper Archer II.
I didn’t have to look too far to find a pilot for my first flight either, because my mom’s dad has been a recreational pilot since 1986, and I was to be his very first canine passenger.
Being that this was my first flight, I dressed in the best piloting attire I could find. I couldn’t risk looking like I didn’t know what I was doing.
I was pretty darn excited to take to the air, so much so that I even practiced my airplane yelling just in case it was anything like riding on a roller coaster.
As we took to the air I kept my eyes glued to the window – it was nothing like riding in a car!
I was fascinated by how tiny everything looked from the air, and the cars on the roads below looked just like little rodents scurrying all around.
We flew over many places that I recognized, like my house, the shop where I work, and even the farm – where I waved hello to all my pony friends below.
I was having so much fun looking out the window that I almost forgot we were so high in the air.
But then I caught sight of all the dials and buttons and nobs, and remembered that we weren’t in kansas anymore  firmly planted on the ground anymore.
The dials and buttons and nobs had me so excited that it made me want to get my pilots license too! Check it out as I help navigate the plane during a take off and landing:
After we landed I couldn’t stop beaming from ear to ear!
Flying in a single engine plane was one of the most exciting things I have ever done.
“Thunder Dog” – that’s totally an awesome superdog name if you ask me. I was actually thinking maybe I could use it. Ammo, The Thunder Dog or Ammo, Dog of Thunder – has a nice little ring to it, especially since the sky has been giving me lots of it lately.
After a nasty dry spell this summer mother nature has decided to play a cruel trick on us and let all of the summer rain come at once. Thunder so loud it shakes the ground and skies so dark I need a flashlight mid-day to hunt my groundhogs.
It’s actually sort of peaceful out on the farm as the ominous clouds start rolling in.
*wince* But, the THUNDER is out of this World!
Then the sky opens up and buckets upon buckets of water begin to blanket the ground. And really, there is only one thing to do when that happens….
….scream your head off and run around like crazy! (rain is fun, didn’t you know?)
Even the ponies are super excited about the rain, especially Chesapeake Lightning aka Blitz (see he was MADE for the rain) – because with rain, comes grass, and those ponies LOVE to eat!
Me, I love the rain, but sometimes what happens after the rain is even better.
Hello Mr. Rainbow, did you come to brighten up my day?
But, holey moley, I must have the luck of a leprechaun, because it’s a Double Rainbow (do you see it?). Time to run around screaming my head off again – because I’m sure this is gonna bring me a whole bunch of luck!
What about you? Is mother nature storming on your parade too? Or are you puddle jumping and running around like crazy because you’ve been seeing Double Rainbows too? Do tell!
