Hey everybody!
It's me, Sylvia! I'm back. We've had a lot of adventures since the last post. We moved to this apartment next door to an ice cream shop (lots of good sniffs!) where this bearded guy gave me cookies all the time. It was great! People couldn't understand why I barked so much, but it was because I was having so much fun. We trotted out to the beach twice a day, every day, in summer, fall and winter. Last winter we were covered with snow and then we packed up in the spring and moved to this brown house with a yard and lots of other really interesting sniffs.
You'll have to keep an eye out for this blog, so you can see what I mean. I have photos I want to share with you. Anyway, glad to see you. Come back again. BARK!BARK!BARK!

Squeeky Bone

Sylvia has disemboweled almost all of her squeeky toys. The big red bone is hanging by a thread.

Happy Halloween

So much has happened. For Halloween, we dressed up as chefs. Actually, Sylvia was the chef and I was the cook. We barked up a good old time, with Meghan as the "Corporate Zombie" taking photos.

sweet spring

Spring has sprung, to reheat a somewhat tired phrase, but Sylvia is anything but tired. She seemed to love an excursion to a nearby trail maintained by the wonderful Sheepscot Valley Conservation Association in Alna, called the Bass Falls Preserve.

 Sylvia was delighted to see the arrival of her friend and ally, Meghan. They traveled the woods together, as you can see here.

 Sylvia really enjoyed her taste of strawberry ice cream from the famous Round Top Farm. Meghan said she was happy to share.

 I, on the other hand, dared not share my chocolate ice cream with my pal, Sylvia. She really wanted just a taste. Maybe next time I will have to get a flavor she could enjoy.

Exploring off-road

 Sylvia and I have taken to the fields and woods in the warming weather. It's still not very warm yet, but the snow is pretty much gone.
She likes to roam around and sniff the twigs, bits of fresh, green grass over just trudging along the roadside. We are looking forward to warm weather, long runs on the beaches, and adventures far and wide.

Spring smells, well...like spring

 Sylvia and I have emerged from our winter slumber to explore the land laid bare by the melted snow. Tiny sprouts of green grass have poked their way up through sodden brown tufts toward the sunlight and flowers have stretched their leaves, one or two unfurling from tight buds against a still cool breeze.
Sylvia is taking stock of all that is happening around her, stopping for long sniffs along the road. 

The other day, we trecked out to Pemaquid beach in search of some dry seaweed for the garden. Letting out noses lead the way, we met some friendly dogs. Fortunately for us, we were in good company. We were all disobeying the "no pets" rule, but at this early date in the season, no one seemed to mind. Sylvia and I picked up after ourselves before leaving. It was a worthwhile trip, full of great sniffs and sights.

Sylvia explored the not-quite bustling Main Street at this cool, quiet time before the real warm weather hits. Soon this street will be crowded with pedestrians and bumper to bumper traffic. Down the road, wherever we end up, Sylvia and I will throw ourselves right in the center, our noses at the ready.

final snow run for the year

Here's Sylvia slogging through some very heavy April snow, which is rapidly melting under a bright sky. Soon enough we will be running though green grass and stopping every few feet to sniff.