Dog Names

If you've known us very long I'm sure you have heard me tell this story a million times once or twice, but something that happened this week made me think of it again.

About 5 years ago we got a new puppy that is a  border collie/black lab mix.  We told Brytt that she could name the new puppy whatever she wanted.  While she was processing that, we went to the store to buy a few puppy essentials, including a new collar.  We grabbed a pretty pink one and tossed it in the cart.  It was at that moment that Brytt told us the new dogs name.... "Medium".  Why?  Because that's what the collar said....medium (whose idea was it to teach her to read?).  And no amount of trying to explain that medium was the size and not the name was going to work on her.  We suggested a number of new names over the next few days and she would instantly go find the collar package and show it to us...right there where the dogs name was....medium.  We finally gave up and started calling the poor dog Medium.  And we get ALOT of interesting looks from other people when we go to the dog park.  So when we got Maya, our Husky/Akita mix a few years later, we had the collar bought and packaging in the trash before we even brought the new puppy home, no way was I going to have a dog named "Large" too.  :O)

So now I bet you are wondering what happened this week to remind me of the dog collar package. 

Well, we have had Maya in the vet a few times over the past week and a half and she has come home on a few different medications.  The name on the bottle says...."Maya/Canine", so Brytt asked me if that was Maya's last name...Canine.  So I explained the whole dogs are canines and cats are felines as best I could.  I was so proud of myself, I really thought she got it.  Apparently it was something she had obsessed about during the night, because the next morning she looked at me and said..."Is Winston's last name Canine too?"  Winston would be our deceased Beagle.  So much for my fabulous canine/feline talk....

Great Sand Dunes

This is a video of Robin at the Sand Dunes being...well... Robin.  Of course he tells everyone that I pushed him lol, but we all know better :O).  Yesterday we went to the Great Sand Dunes (obviously) and hiked up the dunes (lol...more like crawled and clawed our way to the first ridge then called it good!).  We took a sled with us but it didn't work so great, bummer, because poor Robin drug that stupid sled all over the place for us and it didn't work.


I was amazed at the number of people that were there, it was packed.  After our 'hike' we changed into our swimsuits and played in the creek.  It was really windy out and sand blew everywhere, that kinda sucked and really burns on the bare skin.  We are sporting some interesting sunburns today.  I love looking in the mirror the next morning and seeing all the places I missed with the sunscreen lol!  We drove home through Buena Vista, we were going to stop at the Hot Springs there, but it costs like $17 for adults and $10 for kids, talk about a rip off!  So we got ice cream, played at the park and came home.


We unloaded the truck and took showers when we got home.  It amazes me that Robin, Kam and I had a Sand Dune each in our suits, shoes, hair and ears and Brytt didn't have a speck of sand on her lol.  She has skills :O)


Here are a few pics of our day:

These last 3 are of the fire that is burning north of the dunes.

Remote Keyless Entry

Its summer and I'm loving it. I think the absolutely best part is being around the girls so much, especially Bryttaney. Her mind works non-stop and the things she says are a hoot. Half of them you have to be here for and the half of those, you have to really know Bryttaney to get.


Last week we were heading out to see the neurologist for her checkup. My hands were full and she had the remote keyless entry in her hands. She pushes the button one time and it unlocks my door so I get in. She is standing outside her door yelling at me to let her in because her door is locked...keep in mind that she is holding the keys in her hands. So I unlock her door and she climbs in griping at me because I didn't let her in.


So I give her a quick lesson on the remote. If you hit it one time only the driver door opens. If you hit it 2 times then all the doors open. Ok...we get it now.


So after her appointment we go to Robins work to see if he can go to lunch with us. We get out to the car and he has the button. He hits it 2 times and he and I get in the vehicle. Bryttaney, with her awesome timing, had tried to open her door at the same time he hit the button, so of course it didn't unlock. So again, she is left standing outside of a locked door yelling "Dad, you bunghead (a word she made up I believe) you have to push the button 2 times!!!" So he got an earful all the way to McDonalds on how you have to push the button 2 times to unlock the door! I don't think I'm going to take on the challenge of trying to explain what went wrong this time :O)