Bunsen vacations in Vermont.

I've been gone for a while. But now I'm refreshed and rarin' to go. I took the family to Vermont for a vacation and it was rockin'! Here I survey the area on a trail near Montgomery Center. Yup. That's really me. In Vermont. Stuff it, CC! I'm in VERMONT, for chow sake. I got to do some hunting in this old hunting blind--see below. Yep. Hunting for b--ches, that is. HEH HEH. No, but seriously, we looked and looked for moose (to shoot some digital frames, if you catch my meaning), but THERE ARE NO MOOSE IN VERMONT. By the way, it's official: BUNSEN HATES MOOSE. They almost wrecked the whole deal in Vermont. But I got over it. I enjoyed the beautiful country up there (but it was a stinky place--geez, cows, get a life!).

I Am Finally Adopted

Yep. Those people came back. The lady did, anyway. At first, I didn't want to leave. But those other dogs are nut jobs and I wasn't getting any good sleepies. But what if the lady is a crackpot and they want me for experiments or something? I decided to take my chances and let her adopt me. So far, so good.

I fell to sleep on the man on the couch. Later, after they went to another room, I woke for a few minutes to post to this new blog, since the shelter blog is not working...I think my crazy doghouse mate changed my password. Girrrrl! That's what you get for opposite sex room assignments.