Scrappy has a guest. Yet another guest. Ogee suggest that Scrappy should get some kind of medal for being such a good host. Maybe so. Buddy has boarded with us before, and is back for just a few days this week. Buddy is an exceptionally handsome boy. Teddy Bear was exceptionally playful today. A little peekaboo is good for the soul.
It’s gratifying to be part of success even if it’s a small part. A lot of parts went into Lucy and Lilly’s success story which you can read about in Gardens for Goldens here and here. Many of you already follow Ogee so are happily familiar with her beautiful photos and writing. For those that don’t, click the links. It’s worth the trip. I was able to give Lucy and Lilly a place to stay while we assessed them and started the process to find them a new home. They are not relate despite their similar appearance. That’s Lilly on…
Nope, not a new TV show. Charley is a Homeward Bound alumnus, and he stayed with me for a while while we weaned him off Prozac. I wrote a little about him in this post. He’s back for a short visit while his Mom and Dad celebrate their 33rd wedding anniversary. He’ll be going home tomorrow but it’s great to see him again if only for a short time. Scrappy’s not playing with Charlie — that’s nothing new. But at least he isn’t all pouty and moping around this time.
I never left home yesterday (Saturday), mostly because I was working on a leg injury. I also did some chores outside as much as I could. The late afternoon produced some good photography light so I decided to test some lenses to determine which get sold and which get to stay. That’s my excuse for having only Scrappy shots to post. This is Scrap giving me “the look”. You might think he’s expressing his impatience at posing for so many pictures. And the truth is he isn’t always cooperative. But he’s learning that he gets treats when he poses properly…
It was a strange evening in the HB Memorial garden. I’m not sure I really saw what I thought I saw.
About a month ago I started to like Teddy. That’s when I knew he was just about ready to go home. To his forever home. I should be clear: It’s not that I didn’t like Teddy, it’s just that there wasn’t much of anything to, um, like about his behavior. The pattern was familiar: Dog walkers with harried looks asking me when I’m going to take Teddy home. Lisa faithfully taking Teddy to the park for a good workout every day (because Teddy knows she’s the boss). Many volunteers taking him to a yard because he’s too much for them…
ROB & DOG 