Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Mykonos, Greece





I climbed this hill and felt on top of the world--exactly where a Yorkie belongs. Zuzu

Sunday, October 11, 2009

Mykonos, Greece



Here I am, staring at a passing cat in Mykonos, Greece.


I've learned that cats must always be watched--no matter where they are. Zuzu

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Santa Barbara, California






Even a top dog can get distracted once in a while. Zuzu

Sunday, September 20, 2009

My Younger Sisters

Five years ago, here I am posing again with Chloe (on my far right), Maggie, and Bella.

It was damp and cold, but all I could think of was the nice cookie above the camera.

With a good reward I can pose in any conditions.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

California, Sonoma Coast

I also remember this day when I walked near the Russian River nearby my home in Sonoma County. The sun was out and there was no wind--that's what made it so unusual.

I like the sun, but I don't like how the wind ruffles this Yorkie's fur.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Monterey, California





Here I was on the California Coast in Monterey. I remember that the ocean smelled more than the flowers.


And I remember that the crab smelled more than the ocean. I tasted crab for the very first time. It was good!





Zuzu in Garden


OK, half of my pictures will be of me and my sisters (mostly me, of course). The other half will be places I've seen.
Here I am in my garden in Washington. I normally don't pose for pictures, but I'm a Yorkie, so no matter where I am, I am cute.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Seattle



Here's another of my favorite beach pictures with my sisters Jolie (on rock), Sophie (in front), and Bella (looking at a seagull).




That's Seattle behind me and also Mt. Rainier. Although I never climbed that mountain, I think I could get to the top in a couple hours, because I have really strong Yorkie feet.











Monday, September 7, 2009

Mykonos, Greece




Other dogs ask me if Yorkies are afraid of anything. I have to say, "no," but even so sometimes we decide to be careful. Here is a picture of a really big bird that I saw when I walked through the streets of Mykonos, Greece.

His name is Petros, and he didn't even scare me when he jumped up by this tree. I ignored him, and lucky for him, he ignored me too. Sometimes being a Yorkie means knowing when to be polite.