taken and posted with the PlayBook
Seeing and hearing real life in the real world with Stella, Kendal, and Achilles. Making time for these sights and sounds.

. . . to do nothing all day long, and after having done so, to rest. Proverb attributed to the Basque
Ah, the life of a dog.
I very rarely buy toys for the dogs. I couldn’t resist a squeeky toy shaped like a beer bottle. Having an aggressive squeek, labelled ‘HeinieSniffin’, and depicting one dog sniffing another’s butt it was too good to pass up. Alas, it lasted about ten minutes in Chilidog’s strong jaws. I was compelled to take it up lest he inadvertently swallow a piece of it. I forgot just how aggressive a chewer he is.

Achilles has danced for his meals for as long as I have owned him. Because he goes straight up and not onto me or Faye, I allow it. It’s quite endearing. Stella is content to wait at ground (or deck) level.

The combination of warm sunshine and a grassy bed resulted in Achilles being firmly attached to the ground from nose to tail.

Capturing dogs at play in a static image can be challenging. It’s hard to capture the dynamism, the posturing and gestures, the movement, their ‘speaking’ to one another. This photo doesn’t begin to show how Achilles and Stella were playing.

Though lap and one half is more accurate.

While Achilles lays quietly, Stella trots by on an important errand. Namely, coming to the deck and bumping her head up under my hand.
