Sunday, November 29, 2015
Sunday, November 22, 2015
Sunday, Puppy Sunday: bed, already!
The puppies believe all decent folk are in bed by the time the sun tips below the horizon. When I move bedward, they hop on the bed and seem to say "finally!"
Monday, November 16, 2015
Sunday, November 08, 2015
Monday, November 02, 2015
A story of a hot dog
That season change to cooler weather is a bit awkward. I adjust to the quiet of no air conditioning. The pups get decidedly more snuggly, particularly Chuy with his short, suede-like coat. The pups are like pilot fish and we swim the night with them glued at my sides. At some point in the night, the covers seem to burp out a toasty little Chuy smelling like a hot Frito. My corn chip boy. He will snuggle at my side and will deign to allow me to pet him.
He's so adorable.
Sunday, November 01, 2015
Sunday, Puppy Sunday: baying 101
Mochi bays with aplomb. Here she decided to bay at the planet, in case anyone was getting saucy ideas!
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