Boulder is one of our 12 year-olds. He acts more like a 12-year-old boy than a 12 year-old dog. His enthusiasm for life is still unbelievable. In the winter, he rolls in the snow every time we stop. He used to do a barrel roll at speed when he was younger, dragging along in the snow on purpose, but has wised up enough to wait until we take a break before he rolls in the snow. It is like clockwork, though. Stop the team, Boulder rolls, go again. Luckily, he doesn’t like to roll in the mud! He gets the whole team in the mood for a run before we hook him up.
Ready,
Set
Jump...
and SCREAM!
Then, cooling his feet in the water after a drink
about a half hour into the run.
Boulder just loves to run. His sister, Aggie, runs faster and outperforms him, yet doesn’t make a fuss.
With 20 runs in this season, they are both in great shape again. Run, eat, sleep. What a life for an old dog. When we hook them up together, she just looks at him screaming to go and says, “I can’t believe he is my brother” Then she smokes him on the trail. Tail down, running hard the whole time. Aggie has a song, “Aggie likes to move it, move it.” She has always been calm most of the time, then runs with wild abandon. Now she is a granny and gets to run with daughter Cindy Lou Who and grandpuppies (the Egg litter) She is so proud!
When Boulder gets home, it is into his house for about 23 hours to rest, until he gets to run again. Don’t waste any energy when you are old! Aggie just hangs out with Cindy Lou in the kennel like it was no big deal. Such great dogs!
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