I’ve been told more than once that I don’t have a sense of humor. That’s not really true, but I understand why someone might think that. I tend to prefer subtle or deadpan humor to the more obvious, LOL types. Tend to. Plus, I can see where some might say I have an odd sense of humor. It isn’t odd to me but I can see why someone might think that. One way I amuse myself is to insert a line of dialogue or some other reference from a movie or similar into a conversation. I’ve been doing that for…
Abner came to us with his Mom and sister a little over two months. I’m hazy on the details but I believe they came from a breeder. Abner was the least trusting of the three. Mom and sis were adopted and that may have set him back a little. We keep a leash on him at all times because he can be hard to corral when he is out in a yard. I started working with him over a month ago. Others have been working with him longer. I don’t usually work with the “scared” dogs because I just don’t…
I’ve started a post about Wrigley many time in the last week. And deleted every one of them. I finally decided to not write anything about Wrigley’s story except to acknowledge his passing and how difficult it was for so many people. I don’t have the skills to do more.
Gizmo arrived a few days ago. If she hailed from Pismo Beach, she’d be Pismo Gizmo.
Echo has such lovely ears. And I’m not even a big fan of erect ears. And those eyes.
Common name, uncommon dog. Or so I hear. I haven;t had much time to spend with him. But he’s the kind fo dog you just want to take to your car the moment you see him.
Tilly. One of the many ill-treated dogs Homeward Bound takes in every year from the same people. It never ends.