Ever meet an 130-pound Rottweiler? You don’t know what you’re missing!
Brutus is a bear of a dog… the teddy bear type 🙂🐕
I got a special assignment from my local Humane Society to take Spike to his puppy training class. Spike showed a few behavioral concerns early on so he’s getting some special training to work on them.
Today was his first day hanging out with me and going to class. He did pretty good!
In fact, the lessons were too easy for him. Despite that, he (I mean, we) have some work to do on his stress reactions to unfamiliar people and sounds.
He’ll get there. Good job today, Spike! 🐕 👍🏻
See you next Saturday for more training, Spike!
Kumah was my first dog to graduate to the second level of our training program.
He rocks at tug, drop it, and quiet time. 🙂
Update: Kumah got adopted, but not before becoming a level 2 graduate! (i.e. sit, down, drop it, crate, out, quiet time, and calm greetings with strangers)
I learned so much training him. Miss you Kumah! Good job!
We got one last spell of Winter a few weeks ago in Northern Michigan. Despite the late season, the snow was just like mid-season.
This final treat brought out all the hardcore/diehard skiers and snowboarders. It was almost as much fun being on the lift watching everyone’s turns then laying them down yourself.
It was such a nice closing to the season. Here’s a couple pictures from my two days at Nub’s Nob plus a few bonus pictures of a spring freeze in East Lansing.
Winter made a stunning comeback last week and I got a final day at Mt. Holly on Thursday.
Photos from my last, last day:
The weirdest thing happened late Tuesday night as I snowboarded with my friend Vera at Mt. Holly. I was all hopped up after coming home from Steamboat Springs combined with watching a lot of Olympic snowboarding.
As I carved down a run, I saw a roller and took a lot of speed into it. A thought flashed in my mind of doing a spin off it from my heel side. Before I could fully process the thought (i.e. Is that safe? Should I be doing that? What if I wipe out?) my body had already made the decision and spun itself in the air, sticking the landing.
At the bottom of the run, I excitedly told Vera I had done an unexpected 180 off the roller. She told me, “No, you did a 360!”
I’ve never had this experience before where, honestly, my body overrode my brain and sent it into autopilot, forcing me to do something. It was indescribable.
The rest of the night I popped off rollers, taking airs and remembering my freestyle/16-year-old snowboarding self.
Maybe it’s time to let up on the carves and start focusing on the spins. 🙂 🏂