Our senior dog Stella, outside on a warm early spring day. The relative warmth undoubtedly felt good.
Category: dogs
Revisiting, Part IV – Final Part
April 2005, Mount Bonnell. Faye, me, and beloved Moonpie. Tentative, hesitant, learning, becoming comfortable. Little did I suspect where life would lead.
Little did I suspect how vastly better life would become, has become, is. I am very very blessed, and thankful.
Back on Thursday.
Revisiting, Part III
July 2007. Day 1 of our journey into our next adventure, our new life in Canada.
Revisiting, Part II
Still revisiting older photos. Corndog was perhaps the sweetest dog I’ve ever owned. As far as he was concerned every human, dog, and cat was his friend.
Fuzzy
I tested a new memory card by photographing Achilles. Fuzzy photo, fuzzy dog.
Smiling dog.
Good dog.
Encroached
We encroached on Fitzi’s territory today. Faye did laundry and finished drying it by hanging it on a rack in front of the wall furnace. Fitzi is very fond of the furnace, so he wormed under the hanging laundry to get up close to his ‘friend.’
Profile
A profile photo of Stella. Senior dog, forever dog.
A fine day
It was a fine day to be outside, to be a dog, to be Fitzi.
Portrait
Photographing a black dog can be challlenging. I think this informal portrait of Fitzi is acceptable.
Suits
Senior Stella curled up on the end of the couch that gets the most direct blast of heat from the wall furnace. Approaching 14 years old, this end of the couch suits her when she’s not on the dog bed directly in front of the furnace.
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