Fitzi, at rest. I love this good boy.

Fitzi, at rest. I love this good boy.

Lucy returns the ball for another toss and fetch.
A tired dog is a good dog.

I want to get a photo of you, so sit. Stay. Stay right there.
Or not.

Lucy is tuckered out after a Kong-throwing session outside.
A tired dog is a good dog.

Our good boy, our treasured companion, our Fitzi.

Back on Thursday.
I tested a new memory card by photographing Achilles. Fuzzy photo, fuzzy dog.
Smiling dog.
Good dog.

We recently had a short yet most delightful sojurn at a treehouse. After settling in, Faye and I strolled down a nearby country road. We returned to discover that Achilles and Stella provided much help during our absence. They ensured that the sleeping platform did not float away.

Achilles, taking his ease on the day bed. Unlike Stella and foster dog Charlie he spends a good amount of time inside on his own.

Our foster dog Charlie resting after a long walk. He’s a big friendly bear, a pleasure to have.
