#TBT

Tootsie on the beach near Pisa, Italy.

Doggles. Sun.

Flight Practice Begins. Again.

Halfway between Sils Baselgia and Sils Maria, Switzerland

Thank You, Grandpa

Dear Grandpa,

Thank you so much for making the long trek to visit us in Switzerland. Just this morning, Dachshund Daddy said, "I miss Grandpa!"

Wasn't our first hike to Lake Salei, Switzerland pawsome?

I was so happy to show you the Dolomites in Italy!

And it is totally pawsome that you finally got to meet Dachshund Daddy's family -- and go to the beach where Dachshund Daddy played as a kid!

Here's Verdi's birth place. Why did the Puccini Museum welcome little dogs held in arms, but Verdi's people didn't mention dogs at all?

Please come back, Grandpa. We can take more alpine naps together.

Love,
Your Tube of Fur

Ready for Lantsch?

Thanks to my hikes I often get to discover little Swiss towns way off the beaten track. The town behind us in the photo below is Lantsch, pronounced "Lunch". Yummy!

No, we don't have snow in Switzerland yet. The photo above is from last March. Lantsch has cool murals...

cute little trucks...

and an awesome nature trail where I learned all about prints.

Dachshund. Air Mattress. Inflate.

Tube of Fur Wisdom

Tootsie Visits the French Alps

Mom: "Since it's a European road trip, shouldn't we visit a castle?"

Dad: "How about a fort? Will a fort do?"

This is Aussois, France where we visited four forts. These are forts from the 1800s when Savoy (now part of France) was part of the Kingdom of Sardinia, which was worried about a French invasion.

In addition to calling me a "Tube of Fur," Mom has started called me a "brave little baguette" because I'm such a mighty hiker. (She should call herself a baguette... you wouldn't believe how many baguettes Mom ate in France!)