Dogs of MUD! (2 Viewers)
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jfz80
Cruisin’
Everyone is pretty pumped for the first ride in the new rig today. The forrest possum got right on detail duty going after the cheerios first.
Cannon88
In the duck blind...
A couple of first for me …..
A Weiner Dog race…. I’m not sure the Weiner Dogs realized they were racing.
A Weiner Dog race…. I’m not sure the Weiner Dogs realized they were racing.
The other first was a swimming pool / distance diving contest.
My stressed out grandpuppies
Getting ready to drive route 66 with our pups.
Where's the rabbit decoy?A couple of first for me …..
A Weiner Dog race…. I’m not sure the Weiner Dogs realized they were racing.
Due to the large crowds, I couldn’t see the finish line so I don’t know what enticements awaited the dogs.
How far are you going?
The jumps ranged from 6’ to 24’ with a couple of dogs expressing no interest in jumping into that cold water (60,000 gallons).
St Louis to Santa Monica. Provided this jitney holds together that far
Long way in a 40! Good luck!
rex in bama
SILVER Star
This stare down contest went so long it got uncomfortable for everyone present…..
Cannon88
In the duck blind...
Millie and a squirrel in a stare down 
A week on the road driving from St Louis to Santa Monica on Route 66 in a stock 1969 FJ 40 FST and this is the state of our dogs when we stop for the night.
Getting Our Kicks on Route 66 in a 1969 FJ40
My wife and I are setting out on a journey along Route 66 with our two dogs, Lela and Charley. I drug my rig, named Mavis, after my late mother, out of a backyard two years ago, got it running a year later, and have been daily driving it since then. I documented that process in this thread...
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This trip has been good for these two. When we got Charley earlier this year, they merely tolerated each other. Since then, they'd graduated to frenemies.
Starting today, they've been twinning. Where one goes, the other one goes. And they've been voluntarily sharing sleeping spaces for the first time.
I'm pretty happy this has happened.
How my rescue shelter mutt hides from bad weather. She has “spider-man” senses when it comes to approaching storms.
Our baby girl turns 8 on Monday. She’s still as sassy as ever.
