. . . and to have a lawn to roll on.
It’s good to be a dog . . .
. . . and to have a lawn to roll on.
Tag: black Lab
Honoured
Fitzi is illuminated, honoured, by a shaft of sunlight.
Wednesday is my scheduled day off from posting. I did not post last night, so this is a catch-up.
I may post irregularly for the next several weeks. Life intervenes. My next post may be tomorrow, or Friday, or another day. I encourage you to stay tuned, to check in.
Thank you to my WordPress readers who think enough of my work to make the time to click ‘Like’, to those of you who follow me; and to my FB readers who make time to read, like, comment. I’m honoured, and deeply grateful.
Dozy dog
Fitzi dozes on a pleasant late summer afternoon. Still a pleasure to have, still the right dog at the right time.
Good boy
Our good boy, our treasured companion, our Fitzi.
Back on Thursday.
Stretched out
Fitzi stretched out on the floor observing Faye at work and held this position for several minutes.
Watches
As daylight fades, Fitzi watches over the back yard.
Tries
Fitzi tries on a new collar. One new to him, previously worn by beloved BoJo.
Play
Achilles (12? years old) and Fitzi (three) engage in a play session. They play well, which is good for both of them. Also, Stella is no longer pressured to do something she no longer cares to engage in.
Back on Thursday.
Sticks
There are many sticks
true, many sticks are alike
but this stick is mine
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.’
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