2009 Season's Mushers

Hey Everyone! Pam here. Me and my brothers and sisters are working hard this season, harder than last year! Just last week, Jake ripped his THUMB off, he ran so hard! Okay, okay, he didn't rip it off, but I saw blood.

Since Dan, our pops, is SO busy ALL the damn time, making meat water, shoveling snow and poop, going to school, coaching, sometimes hanging out with his human family, we've taken it upon ourselves to build our own blog. We've been at this sledding for about 5 years now. I figured, if didn't learn to type this season, we'd never get online! So here we are. While I still have my dewclaws...

If you haven't met us, I'm Pam, looking the camera square in the eye there. I'm like Jenny Jr (our ma) -Smart, fast, all business on the track, and all love in the barn. Then there's Cooty, Cooter, next to me (I hear he might have a thing for Spirit -she's new this year, not in this pic, we'll get to her -she's my nemesis -look it up, she IS), he's one of our fastest boys, which is why Dan puts him next to ME; then there's Harry and Loyd, the brothers who started it all (with Jenny) who might be our dads, I dunno, you'd have to ask Dan. Then behind them, there's brother Gus, a powerhouse, and Shilo (she WISHES she was me, can't lead for crap, but she's fast, and Aunt Dee loves her, so we keep her in the mix); then last, but never least, our wheel dog combo, Shane and JD (or "Big Dummy" as Dan calls him -but he's not stupid -he just can't hear, but he's huge, so nobody messes with him). Shane is our city brother. As a baby he lived with Grandma Pat in the big city (Westland, MI). But a sled dog can't live in the city!!! So she let him return to the fold (At first we made fun of him. Okay, we still make fun of him for being "soft," but he's not. On the coldest nights in Kalkaska, he'll spend the night outside his house in a blizzard, while the rest of us are snuggled inside our houses, just to PROVE he's no city dog. So he's cool with us now).

And there's MORE of us! and this season's races. But my paws are tired. If I can just get Dan to do a little typing for me...