Camp Gone to the Dogs 2012

Well the week started out with a plan to celebrate Flash's, my, and Satin's birthdays (June 2, 3 and 4, respectively) on the way to and at Dog Camp. Alas Ribbon made it clear that if she wasn't going, NOBODY was. She effected this by going missing from her housesitter the day I was on the way to Vermont. I got word in NJ and turned around and joined the search with the assistance of over a 1/2 dozen very dear friends. She did allow herself to be found early the next morning after a nightmare night of worry and searching, so we celebrated my birthday by bathing her, removing a lot of burrs and 150+ ticks, and taking her along an d leaving Smooch (Flash) with my friend Peggy at her 'secure facility' where he spent a safe and fun visit with her English cockers and Aussies.

Some of the Aussie camp-goers. Stormy sky stayed to our east.

Most of the Aussie camp-goers. Next year we'll get all of them in!

Satin's sister Favor, moving out to retrieve her CGC and TDI certificates. She is on her way to being a brilliant agility performer; she is lightly built she moves perfectly and we might pair her with someone complementary to her in a couple of years.

My dear friend Lisa and her little girl Abby came to Camp and had a wonderful time as well. 

Favor regarding the sheep. She never rushed them but she definitely moved them deliberately.

Moving them

So on to Camp with Satin and Ribbon where we could visit Satin sister Favor, try a lot of different training/fun classes, and so on.

Abby, Lisa's (?) terrier/(?) beagle mix, was VERY into the sheep.

This makes Satin look like she was working the sheep but the honest truth was, she took some long minutes before she became interested and was never particularly ardent. Roy says she wasn't horrible though. (LOL)

Look! Satin moves some sheep!

Then the rest of vay-cay. Went on to Camden Maine where my bestest friend Vicki has her home. We spent a week of mostly gorgeous weather doing Acadia N.P., eating lobstahs, a little gardening, and some other this-and-that. Oh and Vicki got herself a kitten, to be named Smudge. Or ZahZoo. Or ZahZoo Smudge. He is (?) 7 weeks old and gregarious and sweet (and the dogs were kept away since they were entirely too interested).

The girls atop Mount Battie overlooking Camden Harbor. Ribbon looks happy but she really just wanted to be in the van (sort of like home) rather than visiting. Satin was perfectly happy being a tourista.

The girls again.

The view of the harbor if you get the pesky dogs out of the way.

ZaZu (Or however one might spell it). He is a terriifc cat, really tempted me on a littermate (but no, I have enough animals here!!!)

"Take me HOME!"

"I'll stay, I LIKE it here!"

The Satinator

Looking noble. Dorky but noble.