Here is a post of Blake and I's dog, RIYA. Michelle was with us when we picked her up at 6 weeks old. She's been our baby ever since. (Spoiled baby...ahem)

Here's a little about Riya...



She used to love to sit on the cold bricks of our firplace
{Jake took this pic}

But then she got too big and found other things to entertain her like video games :)
{This was the closest picture I could find with her and the fireplace}
This is her first adventure with the river. She would start doggy paddling before she was in the water! It was pretty funny :)

But then she figured out how to dominate the water... and she LOVES it!
Lakes, Rivers, bathtub.... you name it.
Even WATER BOTTLES!!
She loved her kennel since she was a pup (not!)

Somebody else does too...

She's very well trained now to get in... BIRD DOG
She even has learned how to "SIT"
Weirdo...

She loves to do anything like BLAKE. 4-wheeling...
Shooting birds...
Here are two of my favorite close-ups of her. She loves being my model-as you can tell.

HaPpY St. PaTrIcK's DaY!!!

Rambo was so small.

He's sleeping next to me. Funny.

Our puppy is growing up so fast.

Make your Stick Figure Family at FreeFlashToys.com

Stick Figure Family

I saw this idea on someone elses blog. Thought it was kinda cute. It's me, Blake, and Riya!!! aww...
I tried to put all of us on-but our family is too big, we wouldn't fit. So make your own and post it if you want (it's fun to create your characters) :)

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I felt so cool in High School knowing that Jackson was my big brother (although I was known as Jackson's little sister.) I remember hearing all the high adventure stories of how Jack got away from the cops on a high speed, energy pumping, heart rate racing, chase...again, and thinking "I'd never be so brave." Now I just know it was luck...J/K. I also remember his crazy story about, what was his name?...Aaron Vaughn, his evil twin. Crazy!

Jackson Tarzan Murray. Happy Birthday. One favorite memory is when we attempted to make a pully system to get off the tree behind the Fruita house. I decided that a rubber band on both sides of a metal bar would be sufficient enough to withstand the friction of a rope with a 70 pound Jackson hanging from it. So after little persuasion, Jackson jumped from the tree(trusting his big brother) expecting to float harmlessly down to the ground. Little did we know that the rubber band snapped with little effort and the brunt of the friction wore on Jackson's little hand. (He still has a scar) Moral...Don't trust anyone.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JACKSON!!!

Comment your favorite story about Jackson!!!

p.s. I chose this song because it says 'Jackson' and it's fun :)