Sometimes I wish...

Sometimes I wish I was a hunting dog - living deep in a forest with lots of squirrels and snowballs to chase - and an endless supply of empty beer cans to dig up.

Each morning I would get up, eat an endless supply of scrambled eggs, go downstairs and vomit onto my brother's bed so I can eat it a second time, and then stroll outside to terrify the passers by with my impressive bark. Then a couple of squirrels and snowballs to chase and a sleep for the rest of the day - heaven!

I lost my car part 2...

No, can't find it anywhere

I lost my car...

I know I left it somewhere near here

I love my Dad

If only his phone would take decent flash photos. But wait - he is planning to get his phone repaired - tomorrow!

Sunday morning

Sometimes I wish I could go the place where mum goes to get her hair coloured. Imagine the fun I could have if my hair was white!

Minus 17 and snowing. I might be Estonian but I love Finland!

Koli 2

Beautiful!

My mum is skiing in Koli

This is where my Mum is this weekend - hiding behind one of these trees I guess. Probably wouldn't work for me to be there with her - there's too much snow here for me to run around without getting buried - and there's probably twice as much there!

On my brother's bed

Back in action

Well, did you miss me? Dad got a new phone back in September... And has only now been able to "post photos to Blogger"... Whatever that means