Time for a snack

Now this is what I call a great lunch table!

It doesn't take long to need a break at 2000 meters altitude. That's more the 6,000 ft, or over a mile high. The air is thin, and you really feel it when you exercise.

Not that it bothers me -- just the 'rents (hee, hee)


But I will take any excuse for a snack. Mmmmm, that was yummy!

Big head wants a snack

Here I am waiting for Alpha to give me a snack. Look what I have to put up with ...

Out comes the camera. Switch it into macro mode. And make my head look too big for my body. Geeesh.


But wait. There are more tricks I need to do. Oh yeah. The dancing routine.

Alpha, really, must I do this every time you intend to give me a treat? I mean, come on!