What do you mean the waters are rising and the lifeboats are full!!!???
Poor Annie. Looks like hurricane Sandy isn’t quite done with us yet!
LOL! What a face, Chris!
Category Archive for ‘“The Look”’
The Four Stages of Waking Up
Denial. Denial. Denial. Grumpy.
Comfy, cozy, Chloe. Don’t make her get up, Nancy. :)
Annoyed Side Eye!
Murphy says, “Mom, I’m not fat. I’m just extra furry!”
We adopted Murphy from NCSR almost two years ago. At the vet’s request he’s on a diet and finally losing a bit of weight. Just like with people, this has been difficult for him as he REALLY likes to eat (who doesn’t?) but we know it’ll be better for him in the long run.
Awe, what a cutie, Susan! Hugs to you for adopting!
OMG, who invited THEM?
One day every baseball season, The Padres @ Petco Park, San Diego has a Dog Day of summer just for our furry friends. As we took our seats, Lia (our 3 year old) kept looking around and watching other dogs, some even participating in a Doggie Parade; most dogs behaved and sat quietly with their pet-parents.
Lia curiously didn’t like sitting on the grass, where her vantage point was lower, she preferred instead to take a seat, and she couldn’t believe there are so many of her Doggie pals in one place!! Surrounded by the typical sorts, Labs, Retrievers, Doxies, Cocker Spaniels, Poodles, Mixed Breeds, etc…She acted like she was in Doggie Heaven…Lots of pals everywhere…!!
As the game start fast approached, two dogs were becoming restless and began to bark incessantly and Lia’s reaction was classic. I watched and took this snapshot showing her horror regarding the commotion; as if to say “What!!!?, What’s the problem? — You know, when your parents take you out, you’re supposed to behave!”
Needless to say — her beautiful face said it all!!
But of course, Agi!
Well, Blow Me Buns!
We just went through Hurricane Issac. It stayed over us for 3 days. Will is so scared of bad weather and he wont go in the house. At one point when the eye was over us, Will finally went to the back door and looked at me as if to say: “I cant hold it anymore Mom!” So we went out, and on the ramp a huge gust of wind came and lifted him off his back feet! You can see his backside blowing up.
Poor baby, I finally coaxed him to grass and he took care of business and ran back to the door.
Goodbye to Issac, and well done Will!
Awe, what a brave boy, Constance!
Bark Back!