This cute hound accompanied the "rifle-bearing Rambo look-alike" who greeted us at our campsite in Oregon.
Our very loving cat, sitting on the railing of my grandparent's back porch overlooking Loomis Lake, WA.
I adopted Tiger from the Humane Society when he was 16 months old. He had spent over three months without finding an owner, primarily due to his excessive energy level.
Tiger is a Chesapeake Bay Retriever mix.
He Generally floats around until he gets hungry, and then he comes back down to eat...
I guess life with me was pretty boring before we started backpacking together...
7-1-2001: Doggy supplies in the right pocket, and my stuff in the left... Now if only I had a few more Tigers, maybe I wouldn't need to carry a pack at all. (Digipic)
This was one tired dog. By days-end he would have backpacked 14 miles and swum crazily in every lake! (Digipic)
After a long day, tiger was less than eager to even lift his head... (Digipic)
As the sun set, Tiger would stay on guard during the night, protecting us against any potential aggressors... (Digipic)
Tiger turned evil when he learned he still had ten miles to go! (Digipic)
July 2001 hike to Sourdough Gap and beyond.
Tiger was trying to decide if it was worth the 1000+ foot fall to get the eagle flying below. This is from our July 2001 hike above sourdough Gap.
July 2001. (Digipic)
June 2001
Tiger wants to give you this beautiful rose!
Posing for the camera.
Looking sweet.