Monday, February 16, 2009

Always look on the bright side of life.

I'm beginning to wonder if the universe doesn't, just maybe, have a sense of humor.
I think it might have been watching Life of Brian over my shoulder.
From now on, whenever asked "how many dogs do you have?",
I (and Sean, so help me...) will respond 'Jehovah'.



















I had put forward my suspicion that every time we speak the exact number, another shows up. Ha, ha, silly eh?
Well, yeah, Sean had to go and say IT out loud. Funny guy. Real funny.

Within 24 hours...guess what...mmmhm.
 We're calling him Rufus.













He's a furry little bag of bones and we weren't sure he'd survive the night. He did.
He's still weak and has a bad case of the runs, but he's showing signs of improvement.


































 
 
 
 
"Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.
Life's a laugh and death's a joke. It's true.
You'll see it's all a show.
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you."

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Greta

Greta is our darling, unlikely, German Shepherd/T-rex mix. She is, to be blunt, an odd looking dog. I scooped her off the street when she was a few months old, because I couldn't bear to see her be run over. She had a bad habit of wandering the street, oblivious to traffic. She was skittish and catching her took some doing.
Once we got her home we found out that she was oblivious to a lot of things. For days all she wanted to do was sit alone in a room and stare at the wall. Eventually, over the next month, she gradually started to interact and act like a dog. 

She is still ...quirky, also a ton of fun. Silly, affectionate and prone to bursts of unfocused energy. She loves to chase the ball and lie on her belly in the mud. Who doesn't?
Evidently, she is also prone to weight gain. A paw injury kept her from walks and she quickly packed on the kilos. She is recovered and is now part of Zasu's 'walk your way thin' fitness program.

young Greta and Tuesday:


















smiling face:

















her fur is finally growing in:








 





a singular beauty:













she's a happy girl:
















poetry in motion:

The Aging of Aquarius

More of the same. Dogs in hammocks, dogs on stairs, dogs being cute...life is good.
Happy birthdays to us.

Bette and Shirley:











 








Puppies are all grown up:














 

Handsome Reggie is a mellow guy:













 

Archie, Ernie and Oscar rehearse a number for the talent show:














brothers Oscar and Otto have a go (doesn't Otto look ferocious? ha!):















round 2, Oscar is looking buff!:















the girls get in on the fun, Tuesday and Bette:














enough of the ruffians, here's angelic Frijolita:


















one of our less photographed dogs, but she's a cutie:















Sisters Posey, Eve and Frijolita with George:














Eve and Posey:















Rita is a calendar girl:


















George:














Tuesday is all legs
:














Godzilla loves a windy night:














Shirley loves a sunny day: