Sisters: Monday Musings

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Dory was rescued six months ago from the night streets of our small town, just a wee handful of curiosity.  Cappy, the eldest dog, quickly asserted his “do not touch me” rule. Luci, on the other hand, delightedly modified doggy games to meet her new toy’s size and age, and willingly accepted the kitten snuggles.  I often find the two curled up, sharing space, snoozing.  Sisters.

 

The Moment Before The Ball Is Thrown

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Treats

I Love Me Some Snow

"I just love me some snow. " Luci The dogs don't seem too perturbed that the equinox delivered nothing but snow, a tasty treat that both dogs love to eat.  Almost as yummy as ice cream.

Snow Game

For reasons that defy human comprehension, my dog adores snow in the face.  Here he waits patiently for me to put the camera away, and pick up the shovel stashed nearby.  The crazy boy will hold the pose while I scoop a mound of flakes, then hurl himself into the freshly tossed crystals, fur flying behind his air-borne torso.

For reasons that defy human comprehension, my dog adores snow in the face. Here he waits patiently for me to put the camera away, and pick up the shovel stashed nearby. The crazy boy will hold the pose while I scoop a mound of flakes, then hurl himself into the freshly tossed crystals, fur flying behind his air-borne torso.

The Eyes Have It

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