Category: dog

A tree for Lucy.

The veterinary network that our vet clinic is in sponsors a tree planting event for people who let go of a pet during the year. The municipality allows the network to plant trees in a public park, with the win-win-win of people honouring their pet, increasing native plant cover, and increasing shade over a largely unshaded park. Today was the day, a sunny and warm-ish morning, kind of a bittersweet day.

You can choose a specific tree from the available ones, all of which are native to southwest Ontario. We chose a Tulip Tree because a tulip tree seed sprouted unbidden and unexpectedly in our yard about the time Lucy also unexpectedly came into our lives.

Handsome and friendly.

Fitzi is a handsome and friendly senior statesdog from his kind – four-footeds – to our kind – two-footeds.

A close-up head photo of a senior black Labrador Retriever mix dog with a relaxed expression.

It has been a long time.

It has been a long time since I posted. A lot of shit has happened since then. A lot that sucks.

It can be easy to become anxious, depressed, angry, bitter, resigned, overwhelmed, withdrawn.

To give up. 

I refuse to give up. There is still so much to take pleasure in, all around us, if we choose to open our senses to it. I’ve seen quite a lot to take pleasure in during the last several months.

So I am resuming sharing images from my corner of the world. Flowers, birds, food, our beloved dog, landscapes, cloudscapes. To show you, to share with you, to remind you that despite the fact that while the way we live now and will live are changing and will continue changing, there is still much to be thankful for. 

I may occasionally write about corruption, criminality, inhumanity, incompetence, stupidity. 🙂 If you can’t handle that then I suggest ignoring those posts, or unfollowing me altogether.

Fitzi cuts a noble profile as a senior statesdog and is a fine ambassador of his kind to our kind.

A profile photo of an older black Labrador Retriever mixed breed looking to the right and looking noble with grey hairs on his muzzle and around his eyes.

Taken to it.

We got this dog bed for Lucy, who doesn’t care for it. On the other hand Fitzi has quite taken to it.

Can you resist this face?

I thought not.

Tucked in.

Lucy, tucked in for an afternoon snooze.

Lucy, at rest.

Much loved Lucy.

Is he not lovable?

Look at this face and convince yourself otherwise.

Watches the world pass by.

Lucy watches the world pass by. We raise the window curtain so she can do this, which reduces the possibility the will become bored. A bored dog can be a mischievous dog.

Displayed her handiwork.

Lucy displayed her handiwork (pawiwork?) after unravelling a ball of yarn. Faye was less than appreciative.