We Rode in Trucks

We're going to have a bit of sibling rivalry going on. No, not between Kuz, June, Roary and Reb or between Star, May, Brother and Joppie, or between Brew, Sosa, and Trotter, but between Keytone and...drumroll please...her SISTER! Ahhh it sounds like a terrible soap operah, "the tiny clusters!" But yes, read it and weep- Keytone's sister will be joining us here at Answering Call as of Saturday. And I couldn't be more excited! Petunia is going to be a great asset. I've started to see that I need to separate teams a little more than I had anticipated. I figured Sosa would be with the hounds and Oak would be with the sibes. Wrong-o was my guess-o. Sosa needs a team slightly slower than the monsters from hell and Oak needs a team drastically fast than yours truely, the sibes. I've decided to meet them in the middle, pairing them together and adding a speedy, but not too speedy, extra leader to help even things out a bit. Hello, Petunia you funny lookin' little doggie. I so anxious to get them on the trail together regularly. I'll have more on that as of next week. By the way, I didn't name her....so don't blame me! And, a second btw, she's on loan (from the Smithsonian! Only kidding- I just wanted to say that) so she'll only be with us until the end of race season.

As mentioned in the previous post, we went to Lost Lake last weekend and it was a great time. We had a few technical difficulites on the way, but everyone survived. Our box is to die for and it makes our lives so much easier. It's aggrivating to use my old beat up piece o'crap during the week, but I know that I'll be livin' the good life come Friday night! It's possible to travel comfortable with 37 dogs...we're proof. (unless two of those 36 attempt to JUMP OUT OF THE TRUCK while driving down the road....) Next on my truck agenda is to buy a duel-y. I have no idea how to spell the cloqiual term, but I want a pick-up with 4 back tires. Oh man, oh man...I wan' it.

On to better things: all 3 girls are in heat. Fox is the biggest flirt I've ever seen! Brewer screams bloody murder all day and every time we stop on the trail, but I just have to tell myself how much I'll enjoy getting him fixed. Oh, I will love that day. I'll bake a cake. A very big cake.