Santa Pug

Three feet and counting . . . that is the amount of snowfall we have received since Saturday, and the weathermen are projecting a few inches more every day until the weekend. Sheesh! We are having a white Christmas and a white New Year's!

On a more cheerful note, my parents received a holiday gift from our neighbors -- a Santa Pug! My Mommy thought it was sooo cute! She threatened to kick me out of their bed at night and let the stuffed pug sleep in my place. Can you imagine the nerve of her! Doesn't she realize that it isn't even a real animal? My Mommy can be so silly sometimes . . .

Mommy is trying to coax me outside to poop and pee. Those snow piles you see were made from snow sliding off our metal roof

Ok, Mommy. I pooped and peed -- can we go inside now?

So, what's with the hat and scarf, buddy?

Hey, is that hat edible?

Snow . . . and injustice

Snow! Snow! Snow! Just when I though we had escaped any of the white stuff, bam! We end up with two feet today . . . and more on the way. I was tired just watching my parents shovel that stuff. Luckily, we have very nice neighbors: one of them cleared our driveway with his quad runner (Daddy said he had a blade attached to the front), and then later two other neighbors helped my parents shovel again when the snow accumulated.

At the beginning of the snowstorm. Do you know how hard it is to pee and poop in the snow?

Now for my other gripe: what happened to me being the star of the show? I used to be the center of my parents' attention: getting cuddled whenever I wanted it, enticing my Mommy to play tug-of-war with me with my stuffed toys, and getting to sit on Daddy's lap whenever I desired. Now, I find my little sister getting cuddled and in my Daddy's lap. What gives?

This is me and Daddy in happier times. I used to be his only little girl

Now look where I am now . . . between Daddy's legs on the floor. And look who gets cuddled -- the little brat. Hey, I was here first!

I can't believe my parents would choose to cuddle this creature over me. I mean, look at her -- she doesn't even have any neck muscles to speak of!

For Crying Out Loud . . .

Thanks for the support out there as I try to deal with my newest sibling. On a lighter note, so my grandmother is here with us to help out with my sister; unfortunately, she brought her rat, er, chihuahua here with her. As if that wasn't enough, that little creature has an outfit as well:

Isn't this just the most ridiculous thing you have ever seen? Who would want to dress up a rat?

I am trying to see if this getup is for real . . .

I can't help it!

Sorry about the long interval between posting, but things have been a bit busy here. We arrived safely in Ketchikan after a long ferry ride. My sister has taken to Alaskan life pretty well (I say that with a wry smile as she has only left the house twice since we returned almost two weeks ago).

My parents told about the awful snow/ice storms alot of my blogging friends have been having this past week. I feel for all you guys. It sounds funny to say, but I am glad I am back in Alaska; our temperatures have been in the mid to upper 20s, but clear and beautiful!

I have also been trying to get adjusted to life with a new sibling, you know, testing my limits and so forth. One of my absolute favorite things to do is lick my Daddy's head, face, hands, feet, you name it! I thought I would welcome my new sis into the family by doing the same thing . . .

Well, it all started fine. Here I am licking away while she gets her diapers changed (hey, I thought I was doing my parents a favor by distracting the little brat)

Hmmm, I think I may have carried this too far. Mommy was not happy.

Wha?! What did I do?

Donuts in Bellingham

We are here in Bellingham, WA -- finally! We will be taking the ferry back home tonight to Alaska . . . whew! Daddy did an awesome job driving the family cross country, we even had time to tool around Bellingham today. We had breakfast at the Rocket Express, or actually Mommy and Daddy did . . . I just had bits of donut crumbs.

Mommy, my sis, and me in front of the rocket ship. Since I love car rides, I figured I would enjoy a ride aboard a rocket as well. Unfortunately, Mommy said it wasn't a real rockets . . . rats!

Midway point

Just checking in with all my blogging friends out there. I tried to update my blog yesterday, but the stupid motel we stayed in did not have wireless internet availability . . . what establishment nowadays does NOT have wireless internet? And it wasn't as if we were in a rinky-dink midwestern town -- we were in Rapid City, South Dakota, for goodness sake! My parents actually thought Rapid City was a pretty cool place with lots of activities for families (Mt. Rushmore, archeological digs, fossils, etc).

Yours truly during a bathroom break in Chamberlain, South Dakota. The scenery is quite majestic, and the air was fresh and crisp

What the *&@%! I was quite perturbed by this sign . . . no running through the tall grass for me

You can't beat the midwestern sunset

We are currently battling our way through some Montana snowstorms . . . stay tuned!