Yesterday Mom took me and Belle and Halo to the Greenbelt which is just below our neighborhood where we live.  It is about a 2 mile area with a creek running through it.  It is closer to our house than Turkey Creek, but also not as rugged.  She said just in case we couldn't go to Turkey Creek again this weekend, she wanted to get us out and hiking again because the weather was nice.  It was fun, but Turkey Creek is better.

Well, today we went to Turkey Creek and Mom took the camera, so here are a few pictures.

This is me waiting for Mom and her friend Mariah.  They were talking and I wanted to go catch up with Belle and Halo.

I am on a flexi as I get a little carried away and take off running.  Mom says there are too many areas for me to get lost or hurt.  There are a couple of pretty good drop offs and she says I get a little crazy when I am running.  She told me Halo used to be like that too, but is now reliable.  Boy, I can't wait to be reliable.

Here is another picture of me backing Halo (with a little help from Mom and the leash).

We don't know what Halo was pointing in the bushes 'cause we never saw anything, but Halo sure thought there was something there.  Mom says she has seen quail on this trail and that they are slowly coming back into Central Texas.  She said the fire ants ran them out, but that the fire ants aren't as bad anymore.  Rumor has it that the fire ants are because those darn Aggies at A&M brought them up here to study and accidentally let them loose.  My mom is a Longhorn and bleeds orange, so she is always saying things about the Aggies.  She also says they have a phenomenal vet school.  Good thing too since my vet is an Aggie.

Anyway back to the the pictures of me hiking.  This next one is me and my sisters using our noses.  That is what we call Quality Nose Time or QNT for short.  My dad was the one that came up with that name.  He always said time for some QNT and Belle and Halo new what that meant.  I am just now learning.

And finally,  this is me and Belle after we got home from the hike.  We sure were tired.

Mom says a good GSP is a tired GSP.  I guess this means me and Belle are really good.

Bye for now.