What's Up?

As many of you know, I haven't been a very faithful blogger recently.
The lack of my entries proof that.
Excuses...maybe working at a computer company and sitting in front of a screen (I have actually two) for 10 hours a day makes one, kind a type-lazy.

Having added Dodger to the Fuzzy Monsters and having three to take care of and love takes some time.

But I think, the biggest reason was that feel bad, because this is supposed to be a bike blog and I took a break from biking so, what else to write about??
Even though I have so many other things going on in my life....





I am still digging in the dirt and adding more flowers and plants.

I started to make jewelry. I don't have pictures yet. I will post some, once I have taken a few shots.

I heard from two friends from Germany that found me through this blog and that made me realize how important it is to keep this one going!!

Die Bergziege lebt noch.

The Bergziege is still alive

Oh, and my brother Stephan took a job in Africa, so my family is now scattered over three continents. If you reads this, feel greeted:)

I NEED SOME HELP!!!!!!

Well, you all know Mr. Whiskers by now. This pictures was taken at my birthday party last January. Isn't it nice of him to wear that stupid hat for me:)
Well, as some of you know, we got Whiskers to keep Chelsea...
company. She was my beloved Jack Russell that I had for over 12 years. Chelsea went to Doggy Heaven last May and Whiskers became an only child.

Today, I got this picture by email from Whisker's family. These are all little full brothers and sisters of him and they are looking for are home....

How on earth can you resist a picture like that? I know the dogs come from a good home, I would like to have a play mate for Mr. W, BUT.....

HELP!!!!!!

Mr. Whiskers at the TNR

While I followed my work-out program and went to the gym. Martin and Mr. Whiskers went to Swanson to ride/run the TNR. Good for them! Whiskers loves to run with the bikes. And he is fast.

I am excited that he loves to run and is able to keep up. I was hoping for that, when I got him.

My beloved dog Chelsea that passed away last May,

played until everybody got tired, but she wouldn't run with us. She was also shorter legged. But she is still missed dearly...

Well, the riding makes Mr. Whiskers tired and a tired Jack Russell is a good Jack Russell:))

Doggy TV

Well, while I was doing some work on the computer Mr. Whiskers decided he needed to go onto the outlook and see what is going on out there. And who would have known, he got lucky, or better the squirrel did, since Mr. W could only watch and plan the killing in his head...

He likes to sit up on the computer desk to look outside. Guess it beats sitting on the floor looking at my hopefully not so smelly feet:)

After that I took him for a long walk. Today was my gym day and I am still hoping that those weights will get lighter...

I did buy some ski gloves and a balaclava and I do want to go out biking but driving home from the gym, watching the snow being blown sideways over the roads just didn't turn me on.

Well, tomorrow is another day and maybe the power of motivation will come over me and I will take out my bike for a spinn...

Who says Jack Russell Terriers are hyper?

OK, this picture wasn't taken today but it could have been, only that the photographer left to go to D.C.. How better can you spent an evening in this cold weather, with your hubby gone, than hanging out with Mr. Whiskers.
After my dentist appointment today (ouch!), I got all my will power together to go to the gym.
Hence the need to rest my head on something warm and fuzzy:)
Does anybody know if we are supposed to get more snow? I don't mind the snow, but I don't like this icy stuff.

Race Season 2007

I can't believe that the first race of 2007 is already in the end of February. That is way too early! But I guess, ignorance works only till the first race starts and then what, so pedal, pedal, pedal...
Today we had the first THOR meeting of the year. Thanks to the Bike Masters for hosting it. We got a good thing rolling. All I can say is: "Watch out Wheeds, we don't have respect for you!"
Well, I gotta take Mr. Whiskers out and then it is almost time to go to bed.