Finally, someone who just runs all out to get to the woods, like me. He’s loud, yes, but I have a new found respect for those little legs that carry him so far, so fast. And he only has two of them. Well done, little man. Title: Off to the Woods Continue Reading
Category Archives: Dog 52
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 28
I think I may have a bone to pick with my humans or, better stated, no bone to pick. How desperate do I look to clean my teeth? A bit sad, really… Throw me a bone, would ya? (the green ones, please) Title: Toothbrush Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 27
I have shown all different parts of myself on this here blog and thought it was high time to share the whole enchilada, so to speak. ::: You’re welcome. Title: The Backend Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 26
We’re all on vacation this week, which is a good thing. I’ve been practically trapped in a loop for days because of the weather. I go from the house to the driveway to a path I created in the front yard to the double pines and back. Repeat. It’s nice to see new surroundings and… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 25
This is me and my mom. I was probably six months old in this picture. When we met, after being separated from each other for just those few months, it was clear that we had our own packs now. She’s pretty, isn’t she? Her pack misses her very much. Title: Me and Mom Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 24
Chillaxin’ That’s what the 8-year-old boy in the house says and that’s what I’m doing. I clipped one of his bears too. Life, as a dog, is sweet. Title: Warm and Brown, like, uh, Chocolate Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 23
I know, I know! Another photo of me in the snow… there are two reasons for this. One is the unbelievable amount we’ve received here in just one month. You just can’t get away from it. Two is ignorance. We have a fancy new camera and need to learn manual settings to take decent shots… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 22
Can winter make balls even more fun? Is that even possible? When they throw it in a mound of snow, I get to dig and shove my snout in up to my ears. When I get the ball, it’s got a crust of snowy goodness that chews just right. Oh yes, possible. Title: Ode to… Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 21
I don’t think the humans understand my inner turmoil when they leave without me. Don’t they understand that they are breaking up the pack and I may never see them again? When they roll up in the machine they call car, the relief and excitement is overwhelming. Hello family! Title: Welcome Home Continue Reading
Assignment: Dog 52 :: Week 20
Can’t get enough of the snow that’s been falling here. It has a mysterious effect on my psyche. My puppy comes out and I gobble it up. Literally. I stick my head in it, deep, and come out sneezing. Smells like freedom. Title: The Earth is My Snowcone Continue Reading