Me and my favorite little schnoodle, Sparky. Cute, isn't he?
This is us on the eastern bank of the mighty Snake River, in good ol' Jackson Hole, WY.
(Note 10/97: Sparky lived a happy and (mostly) healthy 17 years before we had to have him put to sleep toward the end of this month ... I'm told the doggie Dr. Kevorkian did a good job and the Sparkler got a nice big steak dinner for his last meal. *sniff*)