Attention Seeking Behavior. Obviously, he’s my son.

January 2014

Mr. Willie Nelson Mandela learned a new, terrifying trick last week. Ten minutes into an otherwise routine hike, he urinated blood. Ten minutes later, I am carrying him, hyperventilating and screaming into my cell phone with the vet’s office. Four hours, one x-ray, one ultrasound and several other tests later… it was determined he is fine. No need for alarm. He’ll be fine. Here, take home this expensive GI dog food and give him some pro-biotics.

I wanted to kiss the vet on the lips, and shake her at the same time. Dogs don’t just occasionally pee blood, right? Here is to hoping Mr. WNM has found the latest way of getting my full attention, and it is nothing more. He is acting otherwise perfectly normal, and went on an 8 mile hike yesterday with no problems.

So, paws crossed.

In other news, we have officially reached Smug Season in Phoenix:

January 2014

The weather couldn’t be more perfect for morning, mid-day or evening hiking. It is simply beautiful to live here right now, and I feel very lucky. For those still suffering from polar vortex snow and ice madness, I’m envious of your fireplace reading and cuddle time. It’s just like the movies, right?

{Feel free to taunt me come, oh, July when this same view comes with heat stroke and premature aging.}

And yes, I did select a cactus photo that looks like it is flipping the bird. Because: funny.