Category Archives: Dogs

Can’t Wait for School!

I’m a bit cranky lately about summer. From my last post, you know these humans are just running around doing all kinds of activities and they have to leave me home for some of them. [Again, what is UP with that? I behave better than some humans I know. I would be fine in any… Continue Reading

Kids and Fetch

Summer is busy and it seems the humans are always go, go, going somewhere. I travel with them when it’s a dog-friendly destination. (Why all destinations can’t be dog-friendly is a mystery to me.) But on occasion, they have to leave me home. They are considerate to make sure I’m comfortable or very comfortable (euphemisms… Continue Reading

Best of Scout ::: Tongues are not for Wagging

::: Originally published June 2009 Ahhhrghgg. BOY am I tired. I must rest just a little. Today, and today only I will shorten my nap to a mere 11 hours. I am busy and I have things to do. I am tired because I went swimming in the river with Shoes. It was good to… Continue Reading

Photo Shoot

Because A-Dog and I run RiverDog Prints together, we needed some fresh publicity shots of us as a team. I am not opposed to cameras, but I don’t pose. I have a “catch me if you can” philosophy. Below is Shoes-on-Floor‘s attempt at getting a good shot: And the final selections: Continue Reading

Good Obsession

What can I say, A-Dog is obsessed with moi. I think it’s kinda cute, although that camera can become quite tedious. Quit snapping and let’s PLAY!! She even draws and doodles me in different incarnations. I would say “enough already” but I kinda like it. There can be good obsessions… like a good bone. Or… Continue Reading

Dog Art

Yup, I’m curating today. It’s amazing how many great paintings are available on Etsy. And when the subject is *Dog*, I can almost smell the acrylics. Below are some of my favorites. I’m not a big fan of trying to explain why I like a piece. I look and I know. Enjoy the ones that… Continue Reading

Dog Mom

Originally published May 2009 You don’t call yourself my mom and I’m not your daughter, but you call me your girl. With each walk we take, each ball you throw for me, each gentle touch and pat, you’re my girl too. Remember me? This little puppy you took into your house and made me a… Continue Reading