Today we had planned to go to a matinee with some free movie tickets we've had for a long, long time. However, The Big Guy sent Zuli in to wake me up using the pounce-and-slurp method, and he followed close behind saying, "Get up! Get up! It's a beautiful sunny day and the dogs want to go for a hike on south Tiger!" He sweetened the deal by adding, "I'm going to go make oatmeal for us now! We'll go to the movie tonight." Thus, the plans were set, the oatmeal was eaten, and we set off on this clear, cold day.
The photos that will accompany this post today were not taken by me or anyone I know. If they were taken by you or anyone you know, please let me know and I will give proper credit. The reason will become clear as the tale unfolds.
The photos that will accompany this post today were not taken by me or anyone I know. If they were taken by you or anyone you know, please let me know and I will give proper credit. The reason will become clear as the tale unfolds.
There aren't really any tigers on Tiger Mountain, but tigers are cool-looking, and since I was stealing photos anyhow, I thought I'd include a cool tiger picture.
This actually is a photo from Tiger Mountain. There is also really snow on the ground right now, but not quite this much. Do you all see Bigfoot in this picture? I think I do. We did not see Bigfoot today, though.
Otter was very excited to go on a hike. All that running has really gotten him in shape!
This is a picture of Mt. Rainier from atop Tiger Mountain. It was a view very similar to this -- although much, much sunnier -- that prompted The Big Guy to say, "Hey, gimme the camera and I'll shield it from the sun so you can get a pic of the mountain." I reached for the camera in my belt pouch and came up empty. "You still have it," I said. But I was wrong. I had put in back in the pouch on the trail up after The Big Guy took a picture of the dogs and me. I even remembered not tucking the strap back in all the way, thinking that I should do that, and feeling a branch catch on the strap but not realizing it had pulled the camera out of the pouch. Undaunted, we turned around and retraced our steps, certain we would spot it on the way back.
It looks like this. Or looked like this. Well, it still does, I'm sure.
The ground looked like this. You'd think it wouldn't be hard to spot. You'd be wrong. We didn't find it. My pretty pink camera was gone for good.
Zuzu was inconsolable. She really loved that camera.
