Sunday, August 30, 2015


There's an official teenager in the house.

Lucky thirteen!

He wanted to try footgolf...which is golf with a soccer ball. For real. You play on a golf course, with "regular" golfers. You start at the footgolf tees (which are different from the regular golf tees), and kick your ball. Each hole has a par, and the goal is to get your ball into the bigger hole with a flag (different from where the golfers are...)

Here...this video might help:

We ended up losing one ball in the creek (a different time then what was shown in the video). It wasn't that big of deal, because, you know, we have plenty of soccer balls.

If you are keeping track, people in our house can now play golf, disc golf and footgolf. (And yes, disc golf is two words, and footgolf is one word).

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Ali by the Year

This is a guest post by 11 year-old Zach

This is our first full year we've had with Ali. In the time that we've had her, she has been the funniest {and only} dog we have ever had. Whenever she eats, she gets SUPER excited and gobbles up her food in less than 30 seconds.

We had her DNA tested and had to rub this stick thing in her mouth and spin it around. When we got it back, we found out that she is 50% Beagle and Lhasa Apso/American Eskimo mix. Out of her four grandparents, two were beagles, one was a Lhasa Apso, and one was an American Eskimo. In other words, one of her parents was a beagle and the other was a cross between a Lhasa Apso and an American Eskimo.

She still barks at other dogs, but she has made one friend. Her friend is a chocolate lab named Gage and whenever we stop by his house, Ali whines. There is another dog that lives there, but its a yip yip dog and barks at Ali.

We think she knows when we are about to leave the house, because she scoots under one of our beds and goes right in the middle, where we can't get her. One of the only ways we can get her out is by putting food into her bowl.

When it's time for bed, she sleeps under the covers, right in the middle of the bed so that we have to push her out of the way. She's always ready to get up right when we get up.

When she takes a bath, she has that "get-me-out-of-here" look in her eyes. She tolerates it, though. After, she tears around the house, shaking herself off and rolling on the carpet.