As predicted, Phillip has settled in to his 2 speed life (go hard, sleep hard) now that he’s 3. Lots of thunderstorms today means lots of naps and lots of snoring. My daughter blinged him up and I rather like it. 🙂
Phillip is now 3, and has become the athlete I was hoping he would be. Hiking the front range of the Rockies (this pic was near Breckenridge.) Was a little concerned how he would function at altitude, but he was a champ after 24 hours at base camp (6800 feet). We hiked and spent considerable time above 10k feet over the final 3 days and Phillip was a stud. Footnote: Colorado is the dog-friendliest place I’ve ever been.