My dog would like to think every day is National Dog Day

And let me tell you why.


Sunni, is one spoiled pup. He is treated like he is both the powerful Wizard of OZ and also an innocent, incapable puppy dog living in Heaven on Earth. There’s nothing he can’t do, and there’s nothing no one would do for him. Basically he’s Sunni, Warrior King of the Puppy Dog Land. Does this sound familiar to any of you dog lovers out there? For all you nodding your heads in agreement, you know why my Sunners – and probably your dog as well – thinks every day is a day to celebrate.

If you have no idea what I’m talking about and wonder how in the world a 4-legged creature who eats cat poop and can entertain himself for hours simply by chasing his own tail or by laying on his back while holding a tennis ball above his head and hold a staring contest with it can possibly be a potential ruler of the world, let me fill you in with a few examples of things Sunni gets away with, that no one else could.

awesome dog

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Sunni can take the first (and last) lick from my frozen yogurt, and he can also have the butt of my banana.
Side note: Sunni LOVES banana butts and gets excited about our morning runs in the foothills because he knows there’s a banana butt with his name all over it at the end of it. And peanut butter if he’s lucky. (As does Luke, minus the peanut butter part…I wonder what this says about the two of them.)


Double side note: Remember, Sunni likes cat poop. This makes this even more grotesque a verification of true love and adoration.

Being cold is one of my least favorite feelings. So holding an ice cube in my mouth for several minutes while someone else licks it and then starts to slobber all over my face sounds anything but humorous to me. But when Sunni does it, I get the giggles for days.

My bed, my sheets, my pillow, no touchie me while I’m sleeping! Oh wait, you just had a bath and smell like you had cat poop soufflé? Here, come snuggle up to me you little space heater who likes to kick and make whimpering noises in his sleep then proceed to lick my face until I wake up when you decide it’s time to play at 4:00 am.

Shotgun! I love to kick my feet up on the dashboard, control what goes on the radio, spontaneously turn on the hazard lights while someone else is driving, and roll down the window while singing from the top of my lungs to Randy Houser (or Aaron Carter). So when Sunni comes along for car rides, I’ll gladly give up the front seat/let him sit on my lap for the duration of the car ride.

Side note: Sunni also loves Aaron Carter…and George Gershwin. Though the latter of the two isn’t quite as much of a Sunday drive roll down your windows kind of tune.

You get the idea, he’s spoiled. But not rotten. After all, he’s not a cat and he pays me back for all those banana butts and hogging up 90% of the bed in more ways than I could ever ask for. That’s because dog owners are likely to have a better overall well-being as they have higher self-esteem, are more optimistic, less depressed, feel less stressed, and are happier in general according to a study done by the Department of Psychology at Miami University.

Goodbye sick days!
Dogs may have the “cleanest mouths”, but they are covered in germs. Okay, so this may not be the best selling point, however research has shown that dog owners have better immune systems because of being exposed to more bacteria. The British Journal of Help also found that dogs help in lowering your blood pressure, cholesterol, and risk of heart attack.

Unconditional Love #dogboarding #dogs

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You’ll probably want to play hooky with those sick days you’re saving

 As even 15- 30 minutes of spending time with that wagging tail has been shown to reduce stress levels and make owners more relaxed.


And don’t feel bad about switching out your Zumba or Yoga class to spend time with your dog instead

Running or walking with your pet is a great way to not only bond, but also a great way to squeeze in some exercise as well. The University of Missouri found that owners who exercised with their dogs were more likely to stick with their fitness goals.

Funny Encouragement Ecard: WEIGHT LOSS TIP #1 Adopt a dog..... They make you walk and eat at least half of YOUR calories.Source: Some Ecards

Man’s best friend
Best friends should bring out the best in each other, and that’s exactly what dogs do as they make us more patient, committed, and teach us about being caring and selfless. Not to mention make us smile more, and what more could one ask for in a best friend?

Whoever said diamonds are a girl's best friend never had a dog. | Friendship Ecard |

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Except also being the best wingman
No need for because your dog will be your new chick/stud magnet.

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You may even find yourself becoming detached from your Facebook account
As dogs encourage their owners to be more social by making them more approachable and outgoing. Who needs Facebook friends when dog owners found making friends to be 40% easier when they had a dog! (Britain’s Warwick University)


But you’ll probably want flood your friend’s newsfeeds with pictures of your dog

Because of how happy that little smelly, germy, and yet oh so loveable bundle of joy makes you. Which makes sense since playing with your slobbering love has been shown to raise your brain’s dopamine and serotonin levels which are linked to feelings of pleasure and tranquility.


Need I say more about all the things your dog does for you? So go find your K9 – or rather simply look down and catch them with a look of adoration for you, just waiting to go outside and play fetch followed by a nice cuddle session while sharing a spoon of peanut butter. Or Sunni’s favorite, peanut butter fro-yo topped with banana butts. Happy National Dog Day!



I survived – and may have found love – rafting the Middle Fork of the Salmon River


I survived. Period.

Source: National Geographic
*This isn’t actually me…I was fortunate to be with some very ahem, skilled navigators while only got stuck on a rock that jumped out of nowhere!

Let me rephrase this so you understand the victorious sensation I am living in at the moment. This past month I faced one of my biggest fears and not only did I survive, but I lived to tell the story of how both myself and my relationship with my ever so wonderful – and never again responsible for packing the necessities when we go camping again – boyfriend made it through 100 rapids in 100 miles during the course of six days.


Now on the outside looking in, that is six days of waking up every morning to the sound of birds chirping and the sun peaking up over the tree covered mountain tops as it sparkles upon the flowing water. You’ll wake up next to the love of your life and he’ll kiss your sun kissed nose as you both make your way down the sandy beach hand in hand to enjoy a pancake breakfast and a beautiful sunrise with the rest of the crew. You’ll then spend the rest of the day in awe of the beautiful scenery, exploring waterfalls, hot springs, historic monuments, and nature that has been preserved. Then you’ll end the day at another beautiful camp where you set up for the night, enjoy a peaceful evening dinner after skipping rocks along the shore, and fall asleep to crickets chirping while you lay under a star filled sky.

Source: Doug Lincoln Photography

Source: Doug Lincoln Photography

Now don’t get me wrong, there were plenty of moments like this. However, on the contrary, you may instead find days where you wake up to a bear roaming around your camp because of the bee traps that you had to set out so you could manage to eat your dinner without it being topped with bees. And your nose will be so sunburnt that you won’t want anything or anyone even near it, even if they have showered after rowing in the hot sun all day.

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Speaking of the hot sun, don’t let it deceive you. That sun takes a good couple of hours before it pops up to say hello, leaving you layered up with your teeth chattering and wanting to do anything but get in freezing cold water. Freezing water that isn’t just flowing prettily along the shore, but rather thrashing itself against your raft that is just big enough to carry you, your partner in crime, and everything the two of you need to survive for a week in the wilderness. And that water is icy cold and is out to drench you – but not necessarily the boyfriend who somehow sweet talked you into taking time off to go on this adventure – from head to toe before the sun has even had time to pop over the mountains to dry you off.


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Before you know it, you’ll be wishing that sun would make its way back behind some mountain or cloud somewhere as it basks down on you for the remaining six hours you’re floating down the river, being attacked by swarming bees that have a thing for stinging you in the most uncomfortable places, like underneath your armpit. Really? Of all places, you’re going to go there? Just add that to the massive spider bite that is swelling up a quarter of your hand and collection of mosquito bites that have began to look like a connect the dot picture on your sunburnt back. Reason number one why I’m going to be responsible for compiling a list of things to pack next time we go camping. (I love you Luke, and it’s nice to know you are only human, too.)


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When you finally do make your way to camp for the night, it’s time to set up camp. The same camp that you just took down that morning and will have to take down again the next day. It is exhausting but by the 4th or 5th day in a row, you could probably make a game out of it by seeing who could set up and take down the fastest while blindfolded. Not to mention the added challenge of avoiding being stung by the swarm of bees and the fact that despite the gallon of water you drank during the day – resulting in you having to stop every couple of miles to find a spot to relieve yourself – you still managed to end up feeling dehydrated. By the time the day is done, both you and the love of your life just want to pass out and call it a day. But those chirping crickets have another idea in mind, and they don’t want you to miss out on their symphony they’ve put together designed to keep you up until just before sunrise.


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No one mentions the little things that you wouldn’t necessarily think about. Such as finding a way to cleanse your entire body under a tiny stream of water coming out of a bag that has been laying out all day on your boat as you pray it’ll be warm enough, yet not scolding hot, by the time you take a shower that night. Or that you’ll be spending roughly eight straight hours with just you and another person stuck in a tiny raft together and you have to trust that person with your life as they maneuver the two of you through rapids that are up to levels 4 and 5 even. And I’ll spare you the details, but you have to be wondering at this point about the bathroom situation. Let’s just say you will have a difficult time adjusting to civilization when you get back due to being used to going wherever your heart  bladder desires.

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Now that’s more what the week looks like. But looking back after all that, I found myself eager for the next trip. Why? First off, despite what I may have made it sound like, I am a huge outdoor enthusiast and love nearly every detail that comes with being in the outdoors once you look past some of the, not so pleasant aspects (like being eaten alive by mosquitos).

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I love the mornings where you do get to enjoy the sunrise over the mountains while eating a delicious pancake breakfast along the river after exploring the area during a morning hike and finding an old airstrip landing.


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Even going through rip roaring waves while you fear being smashed along the face of a rock – the rushing water was my biggest fear as I have a slight phobia of water after a bad experience – ended up feeling more like being on a roller coaster as I found myself laughing and shrieking in delight.



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And being “stuck” on a tiny raft with my other half for roughly eight hours a day was actually a highlight, as we found ways to entertain ourselves. Often times this included singing in funny voices, getting stuck on rocks and figuring out how to get off of them, and simply just being in the middle of nature and basking in all its glory.


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You start to truly enjoy simplicity and find yourself smiling at life itself. You find yourself engaging in conversation with a cowboy as he leads his horses back to his ranch on the trail above your head, and for a moment you almost feel yourself being absorbed back in history.


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And you are responsible for your own source of fun. There’s no electronic devices, no wifi passwords, and no “what should the caption of my photo be” and #yolo with my #bff. Instead, you’ll play games like “Elephant Croquet” and find yourself bent over in some serious belly laughter when you find yourself actually engaging in a real conversation with real people with no distractions between the two of you. It’s a beautiful thing.



Source: Doug Lincoln and Patty Howarth Photography

The Middle Fork of the Salmon River is truly one of the most beautiful places on earth that I have ever seen. And even though you find yourself having to get creative in how you cleanse and relieve yourself, no other restroom facility will have the same scenic view as you’ll have while you’re on the river. There’s also nothing quite like waking up in the middle of the night- regardless of how comfortable you are in your sleeping bag – and standing hand in hand with your best friend as you both find yourself mesmerized by just how many stars fill the sky. The same sky that makes it near impossible to even find a solidary star during an evening in New York City.Tent under a Star Filled Sky

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Yes I left that trip sunburnt and covered from head to toe in all sorts of insect infestation. But both Luke and I went to Tom Petty that night with smiles stretched across our sunburnt faces and more calm than I’ve felt in probably years. And yes, I said Tom Petty. How’s that to top off a week of rafting down the Middle Fork before heading back to the city that never sleeps? That’s another story for another day though. For today though, my rafting experience reiterated a couple of posts I’ve had on just why being in the outdoors and stepping outside your comfort zone adds depth, happiness, and overall balance to your life.