It’s Tough Being a Dog

Brittany Spaniel

We’re out-of-town on an adventure without internet service.  Yep, left the technology behind.  So during our absence, I thought I’d leave you with a few images about why it’s tough being a dog….  from Bear’s point of view !

Monarch Pass
another darn photo-op

Mom is always stopping to take pictures.  I don’t know why she insists I be in her photos.  She says Brittany Spaniels are super cute.  Can’t I just stay in the car and sleep?

Then there’s the sleeping.

Brittany Spaniel
sleeping in a tent….roughing it !

On our last camping trip to Crested Butte, we actually slept in a tent.  Hey, what’s wrong with the RV?  And although it was fun sleeping next to mom in the tent, it got super cold at 10,000 feet in elevation and the pillow case was a mere 250 thread count.  Certainly not what this Brittany Spaniel is accustomed to.

Brittany Spaniel
this leather couch is great for naps !

At home, the leather sofa is always comfy.  Mom even helps my back-end up since I am no longer able to jump up on my own.  You know, I was never allowed on the furniture until I got older.  Yep, that’s right.  I used to get on the furniture when they weren’t home and immediately jump off when they returned.  Then one day I figured, what the heck, what Brittany Spanielare they gonna do about it?  All I have to do is bat my puppy dog eyes and mom and dad melt.  They’re such push overs.  There are benefits to getting old !

However, my eyesight ain’t what it used to be.

But my nose still works great !  I have to really insist and try hard to get dad to share his sandwich with me.  With persistence, I always win in the end.

Brittany Spaniel
having difficulty getting dad to share….  When I was younger, this kind of behavior was never tolerated.  Now that I’m an old guy, they let me get away with being a bad dog….fun times!

Mom and dad rely on me to be on guard at all times.  It’s a tough job, but someone around here has to do it.

Lake Irwin
Who goes there ?  Not worthy of getting up !
Crested Butte
Hey, wait for me…

Dad keeps me on a leash.  I don’t know why I can’t walk the streets of Crested Butte freely like Pork Chop the Golden Retriever.  We’re bud’s ya know !

Well, we’re off on another adventure.  This time we’re traveling in luxury and taking the RV.  My nose will be working overtime.  Yes, it’s a dog’s life……

Brittany Spaniel
here ducky, ducky…just a little closer