Bike Ride

As you should know if you've read our blog for at least the last couple of months, Kit and I got bikes a while back. We've gone on two 12-mile bike rides on the Marine Drive trail, which is absolutely beautiful. (Not sure how I've lived in Portland for six years - yes, it's been that long - without ever going on the trail.) Today I decided to be adventurous and go on the ride alone. Not only that, I decided to ride all the way to the trail from our house.

Though it's only 2.6 miles from our house, it's almost entirely downhill on the way there and uphill on the way home. Getting there was a breeze. Getting home, after having ridden 14.6 miles with my lame asthma and completely out of water, was not a breeze. I made it as far as Kit's parents' house (1.6 miles, much of which was the crazy hill). Praise the Lord that they were home. I walked in their garage (the door was open - another praise as I've been known to sit on their porch while Kit's mom was downstairs and couldn't hear the doorbell) and into the kitchen. Said, "Hello," as loudly as I could from the kitchen and went straight for the water. I had packed my own towel so I toweled off while panting and swallowing as much water as I could.

Kernan, Kit's dad, came up and tried talking to me. Not the greatest idea, but at least he's friendly, right? Eventually my breathing steadied. I called Kit to come pick me up because I was done at that point. Then I chatted with his parents while drinking and toweling off until he arrived.

All in all, it was a good ride. :)

July 24th? You've Got to be Kidding

Well folks, apparently it has been three weeks and one day since mommy blogged last. You don't want to know how long it's been since I blogged last...oh wait, it was the same day. Teehee.

We're having record-breaking heat here in Portland, and I'm none too pleased. However, due to the extreme temperatures, last night I didn't have to sleep in my crate. So life's not all that bad. Daddy put my "baby bed" (I have one small bed, a bit too small for me, and one gargantuan bed that could easily fit three to four of me...thus, the small bed has been affectionately named my "baby bed" and the large one my "big bed") at the foot of his and mommy's bed, I found my new bone and conked out hard. I didn't awake until 4:00am, when I proceeded to go to the front door and bark at whomever (or whatever) was passing by. It was dark and I was half asleep so I'm not really sure what I was barking at. But a minute later I came back to bed. I'm a good dog.

Mom and dad are headed on a bike ride at 7:00am tomorrow. Pray that they return without injury or dehydration.

Bikes

Yippee! Tonight we went to Kit's parents' house to borrow some camping gear for an upcoming camping trip and came home with bikes! Kit's is fantastically teal...yeah, 90s! Mine is red and black...yeah for Carla somehow knowing when she bought it (and then rode it once) that her future daughter-in-law would love red and black!

Thanks, Kernan and Carla!