Fly! Be Free!

We have three greyhounds. I can only assume that Lanie, our little brindle female, feels that is one too many. She loves to chew feverishly on Drive's leash, but only while he is attached to it. It doesn't interest her on its own. I sincerely believe she is trying to cut him loose.

Obviously Drive feels it is beneath his dignity to even acknowledge the antics of his sanity-challenged sister.

We're in the Blog Hop again this week. Thanks for stopping by! We love meeting new friends.

Thank Dog it's Friday

Friday Fact: Half a second before this shot, he looked majestic and noble, and then some blue jays got into a fight nearby, startling us both. I wasn't intentionally going for this artistic slant. Oh, well.

Actual Fact: Drive is older than he looks or acts, at a grand ten years of age. He was whelped July 3, 2000.

It's better this way.

Wordless Watery Wednesday

Coffee on a fall morning, plus a blog hop!

Time for another Saturday Pet Blogging Hop! It's a gorgeous New England fall day, and I think we're going to go outside in a while and appreciate a few rare moments of sunshine. For those of you less blessed with foliage, I will attempt to take pictures. Maybe I should take pictures of the giant piles of "blessing" I've been raking every day for a week now. Like snow, all the leaves are pretty -- until you have to deal with them!

The little girl trying to steal my coffee here is Kara-mel. She belongs to a wonderful friend of mine, and I love her. That's probably why I kept laughing and taking pictures instead of saving the coffee.

Wordless Wednesday

New Friends!

Today I met Stella.

Like all the greyhounds I've ever met, she has the most expressive, honest little face.

She knows how to have fun!
The lovely girl on the right is Kara-mel.

And she wasn't subtle about her feelings.

Good job, old man.

I want to take just a minute to thank everyone who had kind things to say as I fretted my way up to Bullie's annual vet appointment. It went very well.

He's lost a little weight in the year, but he settled in the back of the van happily with his human Dad there to hold him or catch him as necessary. Being fragile and unbalanced means lots of hugs!

On the way home we stopped at the "magic food window" and Bullie was thrilled with his life. As soon as we administered a cheeseburger, he forgot about his vaccinations immediately.

There's plenty of sparkle in his eyes still.

More dogs that are not greyhounds!

There's always some joker in the back making stupid faces.

Back on the Blog Hop!

I've been busy the past few Saturdays, but I'm happy I remembered to join the bog hop this week. Hi everyone!

The only thing on our agenda this weekend is Bullie's annual trip to the vet. We're honestly surprised to be making this trip, since we didn't expect him to make another year with us. He just turned 12 in June and he's still hanging in there. He can't stand for any length of time and he wobbles when he walks. He's had a few little accidents and he mostly sleeps except to eat a little and go potty outside.



I'm afraid he's going to get hurt. I'm afraid he'll fall and really injure himself and his last moments will be filled with trauma and pain. He's so fragile sometimes, but there's still a little light in his eyes. And today, he gets a cheeseburger and a ride in the van -- and someone sits in back with him, to keep him safe.

Wordless Wednesday Walkies

Streamlined

His ears are ridiculously far back on his head.

Friday Fact #1

I am posting this picture for no other reason than it never, ever fails to crack me up.

Friday Fact: Drive is male, in spite of his demure, princess-like beauty.