Imagine having a 186 foot water falls in the corner of your play ground! This is what Chipley received via his recent move to the mountains.

This was taken the night we moved into the new home. Obviously, we were far from being unpacked. Imagine my surprise when I walked into the kitchen and found Mr. Chip sitting on top of the boxes just looking around?!!

I think he has a future as a Dog School 101 Agility Dog!!

When it comes to Chip, we have a saying and it goes something like this: “I’m not afraid!” That is what he says when he is going for a walk along our wooded road or when he is meeting students on the campus . . . or actually, while he is sitting in a car in front of Starbucks! Take a look in the backseat and then also notice who is the steady one out of the group.

Checking out movement in the distance.

See here goes that line: “I’m not afraid!” And usually he adds, “Are you afraid, Cocoa Joy?”

And the reply? “Not in the least.”

Okay, for everyone who is wondering where in the world the dogs have gone—here’s a Chipley photo! I’ll post one later of Cocoa Joy, but I know all the women (who are dog lovers) will look at this will say, “Ohhhhh.” Did I tell you that since he is living on land that was once owned by the Cherokee Indians he wants to be called Light Feather Cherokee Indian Brave? Well, he does, but I think I’m going to try to stick with Chipley even though he wants to go outside and hunt the deer and especially the raccoons!

For one night and one night only, Chip became Chipper the Cocker Spanial decked out in his baseball outfit at Dog School 101. He ended up taking second place in the costume competition. What’s that around his nose? It’s his gentle leader, and it helps him to remember not to jump, throw spit balls, or chase the umpire, who in this case was Mary Erna—Beau the Cocker Spaniel’s Mom.

After coming in second, Chipley contemplates his future. Should he enter trick class, a level one agility class, go the Disneyland, or move to the mountains?

Mountain lodges are nice. They probably would have large front porches and places where puppies could explore and run for hours with the mountain lions . . . Did you say MOUNTAIN LIONS(!!!!) and probably snakes, too, along with beavers and raccoons. There’s no telling what stalks the nearby woods at night. . . . BTW, during a bad attitude attack this morning, I discovered that Chipley is teething—up to ten teeth at once—all going and coming! Crying for help would bring little, if any, relief. We’ll have to live through it. (sigh)