This made me laugh. For as narrow as that sunbeam was, Toby was determined to be in it.
I am your sunshine….and this is mine.
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This picture of Geordie is for my friend Rosco. He’ll know why.
Hmm, is anyone else hearing the Beatles?
Anyway, my latest job ended. On my last day, I was walking a pretty pup in temps that turned out to be 11 when you factored in windchill. I hadn’t grabbed my gloves because I thought our walk would be short due to the cold and the late hour. The pup had other ideas. She had been cooped up in the house too long and really needed to stretch her legs, so she insisted we take a much longer walk than I’d intended.
The whole time we were walking I kept telling her how cold my hands were and could we please hurry home to where it was warm. When we finally made it back to her house, this dear girl walked over to me and put my hands in her mouth to warm them up. I was so touched! I thanked her over and over because it really did feel good.
It’s amazing how much our animal companions understand us and how much they care.
I am sweeter than sugar!
Not me. I would have bitten that momsicle.
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If you would like to warm Toby’s heart, then pick up a copy of Dream Our World! Inside, he and his brother Geordie explore the Museum of the Imagination while enjoying a day of unsupervised fun.
Dream Our World and many other fine gifts can be found in my shop at L Bowman Studios.
Si.
Hola!
Toby told me he head to pee, so I clipped his collar and leash on and headed toward the door. Before we stepped out, he cried “Wait!” and dashed back into the room to grab his new stuffed chili pepper.
Whenever Toby has a toy that he likes, he fusses over it like a good papi. He likes to take his toys out to give them a chance to relieve themselves.
Aw, Mom, don’t show that one! I was standing like a girl.
Once Toby and the toy were done, he picked up his little one to bring back inside.
I can hear the wild chili peppers
calling off in the distance!
As always, Toby was extremely cooperative when having his picture taken. He stood perfectly still so that I could capture his portrait in perfect detail.
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For a clear picture of your pet, consider having his or her portrait done! Visit my website, L Bowman Studios, to see examples of my work and price lists.
Pet portraits make great gifts including birthday gifts and healing tributes. Since I work online, you don’t need to worry about wearing a mask while doing business.
Hope to see you soon!
Normally Toby likes sleeping in his kennel. He even has a performance he puts on when he wants to go in at night. For some reason, last night was an exception. He cried and whined as soon as the lights were turned out. I opened his door to see what he wanted. He didn’t go to his dish. He didn’t go to the door. Instead, he ran to the bedroom where Geordie was sleeping in the laundry.
Toby isn’t usually allowed in the bedroom because he is still young enough to be a destructive force of nature, but last night I made an exception. While Toby fussed and investigated all the corners, I decided to leave for a few minutes and let him figure things out on his own. When I came back, I found this:
He had found some lap blankets and made a little bed for himself.
Geordie was less than thrilled to have The Usurper in his own private room. (Geordie and I have arguments over whose room it really is.) He huffed and puffed and made discontented noises all night to let me know he was not happy.
Life’s the same
We’re sleeping in stereo
Life’s the same
Except for the toots.
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Don’t forget, if you still have any Amazon gift cards from the holidays, a copy of Poopiter would make a great gift for yourself!
As I emptied the contents of the crock pot into a container today, Geordie kept hitting my leg to remind me that he would like a taste. Toby, on the other hand, was off in an other room playing with his toys. (He doesn’t take food work as seriously as his brother.)
Thinking that Geordie would enjoy a private little treat, I quietly placed some food in his dish. Normally he would run over and scarf it down. Instead, he sat beside his dish looking up at me. He looked toward the food, then toward Toby’s dish, than back at me. Oh my gosh, he wouldn’t eat until I had given Toby some too! We called Toby over, and he enjoyed some home-cooking shoulder to shoulder with his big brother.
When Toby first arrived, Geordie couldn’t stand to be in the same room as him. Now he won’t eat goodies without sharing. It’s so sweet it makes my eyes all leaky!
Really? I can have some too?
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Can you find the puppy hidden in this picture?
When Bitey was little, this was his favorite hiding space…until he got too big and needed help getting back out. Wasn’t he an adorable itty bitty beast?
In instances like these, I try to envision non-linear time. What might it be like to have your little dog with you as a puppy and a senior and every step in between simultaneously? I suppose we have that with memory, but to us the points of time don’t fall together but are strung apart. I imagine that in the world beyond this one, time is non-linear.
I guess we won’t need Flashback Fridays then! : – )
It was an exhausting but wonderful day! Mom took me out on the 50′ leash, and I ran and swam and played like a puppy. I dove and rolled and took snow baths. I dug tunnels and hunted for voles and leaped for snowflakes. When I was done, I plunked my butt down in the snow for a refreshing sit. Ahh, it was heaven. Sure I had to get de-snowballed, but it was worth it.
After all of that play, I needed a nap somewhere quiet (where that usurping little brother of mine couldn’t find me), so I crept off to the dirty laundry for some serious sleep.
Mommy says: Since Geordie has come along, I haven’t been able to use a hamper or a laundry bag. I end up with the dirty clothes in a pile so that Geordie can sleep in them. I have tried giving him soft, pretty blankets and beds, but all he wants is stinky clothes. A messy corner is a small price to pay for a happy pup!
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I had forgotten about having to do this until I went to visit my friend. I thought she had been interrupted while she was decorating her tree because it only looked half-decorated. Then her two dogs got into a playful wrestling match, and I realized why the decorations only went from the middle up. “Don’t decorate below the Dog Line!” (We had a similar phrase in my family that said not to eat the grapes that grew below the Dog Line.)
Geordie always liked taking a nap under the tree. I wasn’t sure if he were waiting for Santa or if he were participating in the nativity. Perhaps a little of both!
Soft puppy,
Warm puppy,
Little ball of fur.
Happy puppy,
Sleepy puppy,
Grrr, Grrr, Grrr.
The Adventures of Bitey Dog 