And emitting a gentle, rippling snore.
All tucked in.
Tag: dog
It’s good to have a dog.
Fitzi.
We are so blessed to have him.
Favours.
Soft lamplight favours Lucy.
Warmer colour.
I took nearly identical photos of Lucy sleeping on the couch. Nearly identical because one was shot with flash and one without. The one without flash has warmer colour, is more inviting, with a better feel.
So that is the one you see here.
A noble profile.
Beloved Fitzi.
Watching my dogs.
Watching my dogs watching their world.
A dog and his log.
This hard maple chunk has been Fitzi’s go-to chew toy for about five years. Doesn’t splinter, break into potentially swallowable pieces.
Why doesn’t it auto-throw?
Why doesn’t this ball auto-throw so I can chase it?
Retired.
Lucy has retired for the evening, as am I.
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