Pops and Oma took us on a hike up Rooster Comb mountain the other day while Doug and Corinne were up visiting for the weekend. It was awesome. Perfect hike. The weather was perfect, we had some delicious sandwiches at the top, and somehow we didn’t run into of the bloodthirsty insects that usually patrol the area.
Otis did great! Aside from some semi-agitated vocalizations near the top, he pretty much just stared up at the leaves going by. Although he wasn’t very impressed with the view at the top:
He was much more into chewing on Pops:
This is Part II, by the way, in a series of Otis-eye-view shots. (Previously…) Here’s the view back at ‘im: