A Rare Sight

At night, our humans swear that Cheoah has an on / off switch, because when she goes to sleep, you can’t wake her up – to move, to go outside, whatever.  She sleeps really soundly.  But during the day, she runs, she bounces, and she is a constant blur of movement.  So, this picture is a very rare sight.  Cheoah, during the day, worn out from hiking.

Cheoah panting

And, Rusty?  He paces himself really well, so he may not bounce as much as Cheoah, but he can outwalk all of us.

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4 Comments

  1. Thor and Marco Polo on December 19, 2008 at 11:02 pm

    WOO WOO

    We are jealous, you must have gone for a long long walk! We only went for a couple of miles because of all of the snow and ice! Mom complains it’s hard to walk with boots on! whatever!

    Hugs
    Thor and Marco Polo

  2. Huffle Mawson on December 19, 2008 at 7:58 pm

    Naps are VITAL and you can never have too many of them. I’m just sayin’…

    I have an award for you today over at my blog!

    Huffle Mawson

  3. Steve and Kat on December 19, 2008 at 11:01 am

    I have to say that it must have been a good day if you walked long enough to be that tired! I really never get tired, in my mom’s opinion, but that’s just because she gets tired too fast!

    Kat

  4. Khyra on December 19, 2008 at 7:46 am

    Wow!

    A howliday mirakhle?

    I wonder what is next?!?

    Hugz&Khysses,
    Khyra

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