Saturday, September 19, 2009

Honest, they're couch potatoes


Moose, we call him one of the fly boys.


Talley Ho on the go.


Jori coming in for a landing.


Danny is shaking the dust off.


Cinderella, She's just the cutest thing on four wheels.

Friday, September 18, 2009

I'm waiting.


Ms. Jori, are you waiting for something?


The toy, you wanted the toy?


Look, you're making a smiley face.

You go girl, get that toy!


It's coming, are you ready for it?


Silly girl, I guess you caught it.


Do you want me to throw it again?


Shake it off Jors, it's coming.


Here it comes, go get it Jori.


Nice catch!


Jori, you are sucha nutcase. What are you doing?


You tell it Jori. You're the boss, we all know it.

Thursday, September 17, 2009

Hey Roxy


What's happening today? Anything special?


Mustn't fret little one, you're aging beautifully.


Birthdays are just like a walk in the park.


Doesn't matter which light you are standing in, you'll always look just like a puppy baby girl.


So here's wishing you a great big, giant Happy 13th Birthday... and many more.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Adoption event this week-end


Join us at Green Dog in Portland on Saturday, Sept. 19. 11 am to 2 pm.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

We're still missing you


Oh Gracie girl.

A day never goes by that we don't think of you at least once.

Happy birthday Gracie.

The vampires are out


The vampire took my blood tonight. His long silver fang stayed in my neck for what appeared to be forever.

All for a yellow lab.

But you wanna know what was the weirdest of all? I could eat the bowl than my vanilla ice cream came in afterward. It was quite tasty.

Monday, September 14, 2009

What happened?


That week-end raced right on by.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Yo momma

What's Up?


Nuttin' honey. Mommy needs to take more pictures. I think I am out.

Saturday, September 12, 2009

Whoa!


That was one very long short week.

Friday, September 11, 2009

Handsome Clancy


Hey gorgeous hunk o' hound dog.


You look dashing tonight my dahling!

Thursday, September 10, 2009

Looking out our back door


This is the lighting the dogs ran in last night.

Red sky at night, greyhounds delight.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

Here comes the Cindernellibelli


And the girl is on the move. Cindernellibelli, let's go play with toys.


Sweetie Girl, this is called catch. We throw the toy and you open your mouth and catch.


That's a girl. See it squeaks!


Honey, it's ok that it squeaked. Don't spit it out.


Fly Cindernellibelli. It's a bird, it's a plane, it's Cinderella!


A little ballet, little one?


Airborne again!


Yeppers, there's that toy again.


Run girl, run.


You've got the toy. Good girl.


Wanna play with the ball?


Nope, guess not.

Tuesday, September 08, 2009

The old man is feeling his oats

Since the first day Pasha came to live with us, he has liked the girls. He has even selected two or three for his personal harem.


One morning last week he was particularly excited when one of his girls came out with him.


Always ready to play, Pasha invited Jori to "bring it on."


He's unsteady on his feet, but that doesn't seem to stop him.


Pasha is a total flirt and Jori is a bit of a tease.


But Pasha played to her for all he was worth.


After the flirting dance, they both squared off...


had a brief staredown,


And the flirty dance was on again.


Jori played hard to get, Pasha played coy.


In the end Jori turned her head and walked away, leaving Pasha alone at the alter.


But a handsome studmuffin like Pasha always has a back-up plan.