I know- when do I ever post twice a day? But Stan got the hiking pictures to me, and I can’t resist. She’s so cute.

While Blanche is timid and unsure of herself indoors (proof), she is a raving lunatic outdoors. We took her hiking in the snow, and you’d have thought she’d died and gone to heaven. She’ll shove her face in a snowbank and sniff around for a while, then she’ll take off at full speed down the trail, then catch a whiff of something else buried deep in the snow, shove her face back in there, sniff around, and emerge looking like this:

She lazed around for the rest of the day after that, exhausted. She also slept most of Sunday.