With the number of pictures I post of Bear, I should probably re-name this blog something that implies you'll be inundated with puppy pictures if you click through. But for consistency's sake, and because the content of this blog is all over the place, I'm keeping it as is...but continuing to bathe you in Bear pictures.
I'm still terrible with Blake's camera, but I'm trying to make myself take it out more often. No more empty promises of better quality photos! (Well, at least some of the time...I can't be expected for forego the ease of the iPhone all the time.)
I call this series: Bear rejoices with his stick. I'm fairly certain that his inner monologue is something like the Swedish Chef's when he's running. It's impossible not to smile when you see his triumphant grin.