I’m a little busy right now. Faye and I did a 5K run and walk Saturday evening; Faye the run and me the walk. Our times were creditable. We spent Sunday doing various house and internet stuff, including selecting photos for a calendar we plan on getting printed.
Faye’s working afternoons this week. This evening I baked Balsamic Chicken Thighs that she prepped, also baked rice and made a batch of glazed carrots, then did the dishes and tidied a bit.
After I post this it will be time to settle on the couch with a book and . . . (turns around to see which dog is on the couch) . . . Fitzi.
Fitzi, curled up on the couch. Happy to share the couch with you, right dog at the right time.
Fitzi has an uncanny ability to stretch his hind legs out behind him.
Fitzi’s favourite toy is this ball. We sometimes play chase/keep away using it as the prize. Here, he seems to say ‘I dare ya to take it.’
Fitzi very nicely takes a treat. What is the treat? A piece of celery rib. Yes, he likes celery.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
Someone mentioned today that they really miss their dog that’s gone on ahead and are still sad he is no longer here.
While I miss all the dogs that have gone on ahead, am sometimes for a few moments sad (for me) about letting go of Stella last May, I generally look back with gratitude and contentment that I shared life and time with so many dogs, different dogs.
How can I not smile when I look at this photo of sweet Corndog spotlighted by a sunbeam, snoozing on his couch?
I have been blessed.
Fitzi’s blaze still glows when the light is down low.