Happy Howl-o-ween!

We'll be watching for you, please come a little closer.

Flight of the Flo

It was rabbit season in the gardens and that is always a joyous occasion.

Some days the stuffy bunnies survive. Other days, well that is a tale for another day.


Flo loves the feel of the wind in her ears and that rabbit was holding her back.


Once that rabbit was history, Flo started flying around the yard.


I hold my breath every time she runs, totally worried about both her broken hock and the hock that isn't broken.


She doesn't seem worried about and she really doesn't care that I'm worried, 'cause once she starts to fly, there is no stopping her.

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Come one, show me your best side

I needed a quick model this morning to try out my lights.

Danny was happy to help, for the first click anyway.


Come on big guy, show me your best side.


That's it baby, work the camera.


Come on, you can't be exhausted yet, we're just getting started.


Oh nice! That's a wrap.

Sorry Danny

You can say "here kitty, kitty" all you want and I don't think that damn cat is going to come any closer.


And bringing in the recruits is not going to help, either.

Party Time

Nothing like a little fall sunshine to bring on the backyard get togethers.

Woo Hoo!

Siblings, they crack me up

Sibling rivalry at it's finest. Skirve and his sisters were out playing.

I only wish I knew what this goofball was thinking.


And Slinky, what on earth is going through her mind?


And then there is Jillian, I think her ears say it all. :o)))

Another garden romance

We've always called her "Talley the Tease." All of the boys love her, they think she is hot and Flocko is no exception.


On cue, Talley stood up and walked over for Flocko to whisper sweet nothings in her ear.


They look off to the distance together.


And then, his heart is broken and he wanders off alone.

Me and my shadow

Don't ya just love it when weather.com is wrong, wrong, wrong?

Nothing like a bright sunshiny morning.

Of course, as of this writing, it is currently raining pugs and persians.

Tails of a shy dog

Nearly seven years ago Joey joined us at Greyhound Gardens. They called him a spook.

He was afraid of everything. Not because he had ever been abused, his trainer truly loved him, but because that was just the way he was wired.

If he were a child, he would be labeled as autistic I'm sure.

Joey made friends with all of the other greyhounds. He was curious about his new humans, but coming closer than ten feet was just to scary.

He adapted to his own routine in his own little world and that is where he lived without variation.

Somedays, it would take us hours just to get him to come inside. But never, ever would he come up to us to get his ears scratched.

And then, two years ago without any warning, he just couldn't stand it anymore. With the safety of a buddy, he came closer. Soon, the closer was all the way up to us and if we carefully reached over his friend, we could scratch his ears.

Now, seven years later, no matter where we are Joey is there. He even flips our forearms to make sure that he is getting his fair share and more of ear scratches. He has a lot of years to catch up on.

Oh Joey, Joey. You are just one hunk o' hound dog. So glad to know that you think the same of us.

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Gone

Hoped you enjoyed lounging out in the sun Buddy. Weather.com is promising many days of rain.

The triplet attack

Skirvee led the pack.


One by one, they all converged. After Skirvee came Jillian.


And Slinky was soon to follow.


As they all moved in on the momma sitting on the ground.

There is nothing like being swarmed by triplets.

Yo Murph!

Watcha doin'?


Just watching the clouds go by?

We Survived

We survived Monday.


Safely made it through the day without absolutely having to have a nap.


And we're looking forward to getting through the week.

Say it isn't so

Please, please tell me it isn't Monday already.

The week-end just got started.

Perfect Fall Day

Today was a perfect fall day. Perfect for the hounds to just hang out on the acre.


A perfect day to just watch the clouds float by.


A perfect day to take a nap.


And a perfect day just to catch a few rays.

Lovin' this fall weather.

Friday Tails

At last, the long awaited week-end has arrived.


Clearly, Miss Talley Ho has mischief on her mind.


What's this? Talley Ho has stolen one Jillian's babies. (Note that babies in plural, no one else is allowed to have babies, just Jillian.)


And Jillian is mortified! How could Talley just take her baby? It's her favorite!


At last, the baby has been taken back from Talley. Tucked in safely by her side, Jillian promises not to leave her babies alone and defenseless again.

You can't

You can't just hate me because I'm beautiful.


Come, just look deep into these amber eyes.


Take a walk on the wild side.


Or, just take another nap.