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Hi everyone!

We had a bit of a scare today... I took Peyton for a mountain bike ride, and I apparently misunderestimated the temperature. I'm not sure if maybe he was a bit dehydrated to begin with or what, but partway through the ride he kind of just shut down. He was doing great, and all of a sudden he just laid down. We walked the rest of the way home, and put him in the shower with cool water and got him some water to drink. He yacked in the shower, but then seemed to be OK. About an hour later (I'm at a P&Z meeting at this point) he lost bowel control and hurled again. (sorry for the unappetizing nature of the story.) He laid down in the yard, drooling, and then started dry heaving. Holly and Brian took him to a vet's office in Bellevue that had after-hours service, and they pumped him full of fluids and sent him home. $280.36 later, we have a dog who is very tired but not in danger. Painful, but well worth the peace of mind.

Also, Brian had a close encounter of the ursis kind. He was out for a mountain bike ride on Sunday and rounded a bend to find a large, brown, furry bear in the trail about ten yards away. The bear wandered off his own direction, and Brian headed back down the mountain with a little bit of blood in his adrenaline stream.

We were in McCall this weekend for our fourth wedding anniversary. We have a crappy work schedule this week because of a combination of my meetings and Holly covering shifts for a coworker, so we celebrated early. It was tons of fun, and a beautiful drive!


The hotel was really nice, including a jetted Jacuzzi tub in the room, and a nice indoor pool. We made a nice dinner of wood-grilled steak and roasted vegetables in the park by the lake, we waded in the water, watched sailboats, and just relaxed. On our way home, we witnessed a low-speed police chase. A white Suburban almost sideswiped us going down the interstate, and was tailgating, weaving, and just being unsafe. We were commenting that he really should get pulled over for driving like that, when a State Trooper tore out of the median after him. The trooper turned on his lights, and the Suburban just kept going. We were behind this whole thing, and it took literally 10 minutes for the Suburban driver to pull over. He was doing between 5 under and 5 over the whole time. Wierd. We were watching in the rearview mirror as the officer stepped out. He did not appear to be a happy camper as he slammed the door to his patrol car as hard he could and approached the Suburban with his hand on his sidearm. Two minutes later, four Sheriff and Statie cars came flying by in the opposite direction going toward the stop.

We stopped at a couple of gorges, one in the middle of nowhere,


and one in Twin Falls.


We saw two people jump off the bridge and land on the ground below.


If they hadn't had parachutes, they would definitely have been goners.


Sunset was beautiful.


Oh, Steve, if you check the blog this is for you... bring back any memories? It's even cooler in person than in the photo... click the image for a bigger version.