Stella waits for me to put down the camera, get up, and go inside, so she can also go in.

Stella waits for me to put down the camera, get up, and go inside, so she can also go in.

My dog, my pet, my companion, my gem, my amazing discovery, a spirit dog.

A roll in the grass feels good no matter your age.

As does a vigorous shake when you’re done.

Blonde, senior Stella sleeps on the blonde dog bed, undisturbed by the camera’s beep and click.

Stella checks what’s going on behind her.

Achilles is ready for autumn.

I reviewed some old photos today, one of the hottest days of the year. It was refreshing to see this photo, and to smile at recalling watching fuzzbutt Stella go deep into a snowbank.

Achilles waits for our foster Lucy to leap off the deck and continue the chase game.

Achilles and our foster Lucy began playing and I had a very close-up look at the action.

How wonderful to do nothing all day long,
and after having done so,
to rest.
