It's a girl!

Mommy and baby are doing fine.

Almost as much hair as her big sister had at birth, but blonder.

Eager big sister a couple of days ago.

She was born at 9:48am, and was 8 pounds 1 ounce and 20 inches long. She has not yet gotten a moniker, but that will soon change. Everybody is feeling great.

Happy leap day, everyone!

Weekend with the girls

Girls out for some fun.

Over the weekend, my human and canine girls were in the mood to get out and enjoy the sun, despite the wind. We made a big neighborhood loop of a couple of miles. The street was mostly dry, with a few scattered patches of snow and ice. They both enjoy the snow in slightly different ways. While our girl enjoys plowing through little piles of crusty snow, Scout savors snapping up crunchy mouthfuls. The girl human is an old pro on a bike now, and the girl dog is getting accustomed to being around bikes. I have a feeling that both of these girls are going to be ready for some serious off-road adventures this summer.

She enjoyed speeding past me, then skidding and giggling.

They both want to be the leader. Both benefit from learning to take turns.

Proof that I choose a more efficient line than my dog.

An Xtracycle Radish spotted in Cherry Creek.

Now that's a commuter bike

Complete with cardboard two-cylinder engine.

I spotted this bike while out and about today, parked at a building not known for high bike rack occupancy. Ordinarily, I might have chalked a distinctive cruiser such as this up as a joyride mobile. However, today was clear, windy and chilly with a lot of slushy, crusty leftover snow; not the kind of day for a joyride. Then I noticed the Jandd panniers and plastic bakery box zip-tied to the rear rack, serving as some serious cargo enhancements. The Bell full-face helmet and the cardboard engine top off the apocalyptic motif. As an owner and appreciator of quirky bikes, my hat is off. Well done, hearty chopper commuter, whoever you are.

Upwards of three-fifths of a ream

The light at the end of the tunnel just got a little brighter.

Now all I need is a fifth or two of something else.

More of the white powdery stuff

Scout and her bat-wing ears.

Once again, we awoke to snow, but this time only a few inches. After shoveling, Scout and I enjoyed a walk through a blanket of flakes the consistency of eiderdown. The only drawback was that the powder obscured sheets of ice underneath, generated from yesterdays melting temperatures.

Her fur seems to have gotten fluffier since we got her, most notably in her tail.

Apparently Scout was moving so quickly that she warped time and space, distorting the light entering the camera lens.