The Dog Days of March

The ultimate achievement of Corndog Day eluded us. The Triple-Double (10 corndogs, 100 tater tots, 10 beers) was not in the cards for any of us. I think the St. Patrick's Day/Corndog Day double-whammy set us all back. Tristan came the closest -- he closed out the Tater Tot and Beer categories, but fell 3 dogs shy of the goal. However, this year Foster Farms sent jumbo corndogs instead of the regular size, so I think Tristan's consumption of 7 jumbo corndogs should count for something.

To make up for Friday's and Saturday's festivities, we went on a snowshoe hike to Talapus Lake today. It's normally a pretty quick hike, but since the road wasn't plowed we had to hike to the trailhead as well. Cowboy wore his dog pack for the first time, and he quickly forgot he had it on and behaved in his normal crazed-pup-in-the-snow manner. He picked up a new game as well: he rolls over on his side/back and kicks in the snow to push himself down the hill. It's funny enough when it does it well, but it's hilarious when he miscalculates and flips himself over a snow bank head first.