. . . was a gentle, rippling snore. Or a loud buzz-saw snore.
I did not capture Achilles in mid-lick, he was at ease, relaxed, tongue extended. He frequently does this, seemingly completely unaware that he is giving tongue.
taken with the PlayBook
Alert yet relaxed, Achilles takes his ease on a brisk fall afternoon.
The pleasure and comfort of having a good dog. The amusement of the good dog so relaxed, jaw so relaxed, his tongue hangs out.
Taken with and posted on the PlayBook.
This is a poor quality photo but the look is priceless. Achilles completely relaxed. He is such a treasure, helps put my cares and concerns in perspective. I am so blessed, life is good.