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One of our first adventures! It was a long hike for a little dog - almost 2 whole miles - and I got tired and hot about halfway through. After a water break Mom carried me the rest of the way while Dad took pictures and supervised. I was perfectly happy leaning up against the cool water pouch in the backpack though, and content to let Mom do the rest of the walking. 😋

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We went to the Arboretum again, and this time Daddy could come too! I was excited to get out on a trail again. I did pretty well with Dad walking me, but I would dig in my heels any time Mom for too far behind. She had to lead to make me stop, so we didn't get so many pictures this time, but it was a good walk anyway. All walks are good.

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Some pictures from our latest adventure, we walked all the way up to Gray's Peak in the San Bernardino Mountains! I was a brave boy and walked the whole 3.3 miles up the peak. We took a lunch break, then I got a ride and a nap on the way down. It was amazing! I think I'll sleep for a few days now.

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One more picture from the Arboretum, I wouldn't look at Mom because there were still other people around who might pat me if I stare at them really hard and look really cute! And afterwards I was one pooped pup. I slept like a baby for most of the afternoon, a mile is still a long way for my little legs.

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Pictures from the Heap's Peak Arboretum! Dad had to work that day so it was just Mom and I, but I sat very nicely so she could get some pictures of me. There are none of me in the backpack because I walked almost the whole way.* This place is really pretty and the path is only about a mile, but I took the first half as fast as my little legs could go! M kept wanting to stop and read signs, but there was no time for that when there were trees to be sniffed. Come on Mom, faster! Then I almost tired out, but there were people ahead that I just *had* to sniff. Usually strange people mean pats for a little dog. Somehow we didn't catch up with them until the very end of the walk, but I got my pats from the older ones. There was one tiny human who only wanted to admire me from afar, even though I gave him my best toothy smile! I think my fearsome demeanor intimidated him, even though I'm little too I'm one tough doggie. *There were a couple of sunny patches I didn't like, so Mom had to carry me for a few yards, but then I walked like a big boy again. I need some boots for sunny patches on hot days, but at least in the meantime my parents listen when I tell them it's too darn hot to walk there