A couple of weeks ago Phil and I took Brownie out for his first hiking adventure. It was a longish hike so Finn carried our lunch and showed Brownie what it means to be a big, important packgoat that gets to carry the important stuff.
Brownie wasn’t too sure about his first water crossing. But the big goats did it, so he had to go too!
I hate it when they look over cliffs like this! “Don’t fall, Brownie!”
P.S. Look at the blue pinecones on that tree behind Brownie.
If it weren’t for the horns curling up, you’d never spot Sputnik curled up among these dappled gray rocks. His coat blends right in!
2 thoughts on “The Adventures of Buster Brown”
I’m beginning to think Brownie is a keeper!! Ha Ha Ha!!!
Brownies like Phil’s pal.