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Come on man. Give me that treat. It wasn't me who ate your new shoes. I think it was the cat. You know how you can't trust 'em. Or, maybe it was Ralph. You understand he has more beagle in him and I don't have to remind you what that means.
Hey guys, I built this last night. I am really happy with how it came out, and I could not wait to share it with you. I made up some new techniques for this, such as the way I hung the sock over the fire and the Native American's feather on his head. Thank you for viewing, please let me know what you think. By the way, I am almost at 500 followers!
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My sister's dog Trapper obeying commands. He received his Schutzhund 2 Title.
Schutzhund (German for protection dog) is a dog sport that was developed in Germany in the early 1900s as a breed suitability test for the German Shepherd Dog. The test would determine if the dog displayed the appropriate traits and characteristics of a proper working German Shepherd Dog. Today, it is used as a sport where many breeds other than German Shepherd Dogs can compete, but it is a demanding test for any dog and few are able to pass successfully.
We took a trip up the family farm today. Not that we need an excuse to venture north, but the purpose of this trip was a family reunion for my wife's massive family. At times I think they are realted to every single person to ever set foot in the county. Any way, it is not a true family trip in my family if at least one hound is not included. This trip old Trapper made the ride. He really enjoyed splashing about in the pond and playing with the young cousins. I think the farm is good for our four legged family members, too.
high camp on the summit, north cascades national park, washington
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The Milky Way streams over Mount Triumph...
Photograph of an unidentified young man, possibly a Canadian fur-trapper.
Photograph from an album containing black and white photographs probably taken by the Honorary Hugh Annesley. The album features the Annesley family motto Virtutis Amore’.
Date: c.1854-1855
PRONI Ref: D1854/5/1/2
Trapper Peak is a mountain I have climbed on a couple of occasions. This view which was taken from the summit looks west across into Idaho and was taken ion my first ascent. The summit of Trapper at 10,157 is the high point in Montana of the Bitterroot Mountains. It's ascent route is varied and traverses a mix of terrain through forest, bypassing three lakes, some good scrambling and finally a high plateau just short of the summit ridge.
I had hiked with my pal Mike who stopped just short of the summit to look after Meggie his golden retriever. The terrain had become a little too awkward for her. For that a reason I was on my own on the summit and unable to add anyone to provide some scale to the scene. The ascent from the trailhead offered just under 4,000 of vertical gain.
I am happy to post my fifth shot of Trapper.
This lovely cat came in to my life while I was out birding on January 02, 2010. It was a very cold day. I drove up a dead end road bordering Elk Island National Park. At that point there is a rough trail leading to Trapper Lake. At the end of the road, I found this emaciated, filthy, and near dead cat at the bottom of a snow bank mewing pathetically.
I took her home and named her "Trapper" after the lake I found her near. She has turned out to be very friendly and affectionate. The vet thinks she is between 10 and 14 years old. Whatever her age, she is a fatter, furrier, and a much healthier cat now and is a good thing to come home to. She is a totally indoor cat and has never shown any interest in going outside.
At 10,157 feet Trapper Peak stands as the Montanan highpoint of the Bitterroot Mountains. I have travelled a good deal to Montana, a state that is chock full of stupendous mountains that just beg to be climbed, so far though Trapper Peak is the only sizeable one that I have returned to. So in a sense it is probably my favourite big hill within striking distance of Missoula.
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You take the good along with the bad
Sometimes you're happy and sometimes you're sad
You know you love him, you can't understand
Why he treats you like he do when he's such a good man
This original log cabin was the first authorized post office in Mason County. It was originally a combination home and post office and was built as early as 1850. William Quevillon (Ku-vee-aw), who first came to this area as a trapper, built this cabin on one of his hunting trips. In 1852 Quevillon brought his wife and their four children on a horse drawn scow, along the beach from Grand Haven to this log cabin.
Quevillon was appointed postmaster in 1855 and served in that capacity for 18 years. Postage on a letter from Grand Haven to Fairview (located just south of here in those days) was 50 cents and mail was delivered four times a year!
This cabin was moved intact (minus the fireplace) to White Pine Village in 1968. The fireplace was rebuilt, using all local fieldstones.