Oregon by Greyhound • The Mosby Creek Bridge

The Adventure Mosby Creek Covered Bridge
Location LAT 43° 46′ 41.7″  N  LON 123° 00′ 17.2″ W 
Date March 21, 2009
Weather 46°, Raining
Distance 85.9  miles
It’s my turn, it’s my turn. I’m the lucky dog! I drew the short bone. It’s sunny and almost 50° at my house.

There’s the sign, covered bridges of Cottage Grove, Lane County, here we come!

Since Douglas Fir was abundant in western Oregon, most of the bridges were hand-built using the Douglas Fir tree. The bridges were covered to keep the wooden trusses dry. An uncovered bridge would last about nine years, but a covered bridge could last 80 years or more. 
We get it now.
Staying dry, Minnie and Karen pause just inside the entry.  
OK mom, is this it? We walk onto the bridge, take a picture and move on?
Okie doakie, onward and upward.

Mosby Creek, a single-lane bridge was the only bridge of the day that had not been by-passed by a steel structure. Built in 1920, it remains Lane County’s oldest bridge.


The moms still seem to be missing in action, but they’ll be back soon.

Sunny days rule, rainy days drool

Whoa! This is January in Oregon and what is all of the bright stuff all over our back yard?

“It’s coming from over there. I think the sunshine I brought from Florida has finally caught up with me!” Says Cinderella.

Crystal chimes in, running from the back door “Don’t let it get away. I want to play in it too.”

Jori is just sure that the bright yellow toy she has found is the missing for many weeks sunshine.

Adam, the beautiful white knight is running through the neighborhood, shouting with glee for everyone to come out just to see.

Skirvee has found another toy. Oh where o’ where has the sun been hiding itself and the toys?

Minnie is ready to party. Woo Hoo!

The year of the ear

Flying ears

Ears in action are always fun. Just like a bad ear day, you never know where they are going to go when the dawgies start running around the acre.

Minnie has ears that blow with the wind.

Mickey’s ears have a combo standie-up and free fly.

And Duncan streamlines his ears for aerodynamics.

The year of the ear

Perky ears

By default, perky ears look like happy ears. We almost always get perky ears out in the back yard when something catches their attention. Squirrels and birds are an automatic perky ear grabber.


Minnie’s ears are beautiful. They are a soft blue with a white outline and highlight.



Roxy always looks so attentive when she sports her perky ears.



Joey has always had the face of a puppy. Perky ears are his specialty.



Flocko is just one hunk o’ hound dog. He uses his perky ears to get whatever he wants.


Blender, forever elegant with her snow white face always sports her perky ears.

I am a cookie jar

And this is what I see.

Cinderella, new to home life is gentle, plus her underbite helps her to take the cookies carefully.

Buddy is completely toothless and his bite is ever so gentle by default.

Crystal came from a home with small kids. I’d almost bet she was taught to have a very soft mouth when she took her cookies.

Minnie is pretty gentle, she is such a munch mouth though, she’s rather get her own cookies out of the cookie jar.

Not pictured is Flo. She prefers three or four fingers with her cookies.

Do not disturb

As I look around the room of wall to wall, floor to ceiling dog beds, I seriously have to wonder how they earned the nick-name

45 mile-per-hour couch potatoes?

Crystal and Adam






Pasha and Talley

Minnie and Crystal

Tundra three – Humor one • It’s melting

This is the face of a very happy camper! It is finally starting to thaw out around this frozen tundra. I have been in Oregon for nine days, 17 hours and 12 minutes. The clock on the back patio is finally registering above freezing.

The icicles are dripping and getting smaller.

And here is my proof, the thermometer says it is finally above 32°.

So here are the very last of the snow dog pictures. At least for another 40 years.

Crystal, Adam and Maddie checking out the scents on one of the beaten down pathes.

Crystal and Minnie.

Jori, Crystal and Minnie. Ice was falling off of the trees and definitely caught every one’s attention.

Moose listening to the noises in the trees.

Crystal, Jori, Cinderella and Minnie. None of us four girls wanted to venture off of the beaten path, even if it is starting to melt.

Moose and Mickey. Both lightweights. This is as far as they would go in the snow.

Still the bravest of them all.

Flocko wandering out and looking forward to warmth of his cushion inside.

Maddie, another one of those seniors not intimidated at all by the snow.

Minnie and Roxy all nestled in on their cushions.

Flocko, playing with a stuffie after braving the snow in the backyard.

Everyone is looking forward to the mudd that will follow the meltdown. Stay tuned for the muddy paw posts.