My "unveiling" and enlistment ceremony on 29 Oct.

Alpha Company formation before going on the field (5:45am)

Dan Wilson: "We'll file out left, then left again, go to the right..."
Michelle:  "Is left this way?" 
Kolchak: "Don't worry Uncle Dan. I'm paying attention.  Just ignore the blond lady."

Mom's talking me through the enlistment ceremony,
warning me about applause, shouting, and the wet stage.

HSM (Honorary Sergeant Major) Jerry McKinny loves to pet me. 
I'm not his first Kolchak, but I'm sure I'm his favorite.

Uncle Dan and Uncle Royce explaining the plans for the morning

Uncle Royce telling about my enlistment

Uncle Royce introducing me with Jerry looking on

Officially getting my "SuperKolchak" cape

How many humans does it take to put this cape on?

Just some of the Wolfhounds watching.

Here's more of my guys.



And the rest of them. 
I wish my deployed Wolfhounds could've been here.
(Come home soon and safe!)



I'm learning the Army way of "Hurry up and wait."

Uncle Dan and I lead the way.  First, we have to walk out of the quad.
I'm not too excited by the sound of over 500 soldiers walking behind me.



Uncle Royce is behind me and to my left. 
I'm glad I'm here to do this!



This and the following shots are my fellow Wolfhounds by company.

Seems awfully early to be exercising!

You think this has to be the last group, but then another group files out.



We're back! 
They went 2.5 miles. I ran 200 meters with them,
then jogged with Mom to a meeting point about 1/4 mile away.
We waited for ten minutes until the guys reappeared.
While I waited I watched many groups run by in Halloween costumes!
I joined my soldiers for the last 200 meters back to the quad. 
The sound of them marching was scarier the second time.



Are we done yet?

Now that it's daylight, you can see my guys better.

I did it!  Mom and Uncle Dan are so proud of me!!

I join the Wolfhounds while they give three men awards. 
I did really well for my first two times thunderous applause.
I spooked a bit, but didn't flail around.





Bravo Comany wanted a photo with me.
Are we the most handsome bunch of soldiers you've ever seen?







Strike a pose. 





More photos of me. 
I think I stopped to pose about 100 times this morning.
It's all part of my job and I'm happy to do it.
I had a great time Friday on post. I slept the rest of the day!

There's been some confusion about my blog.  It's mine.  Not Mom's.  Yes, it's hers in that you have to be 18 to have a blog so she signed up for it, but it's me at the keyboard.  Neither of us are technological geniuses, but we're learning how to blog.  Someone help me find a manly background!  Paw prints... PUHleeeze!!!