Sunday, December 16, 2012

A Day at the Pool




Clementine swimming.

Swim slow, sweet Clementine....







A decade ago.
(what is happening with time?)







Waiting




Sue said Bounce was waiting for me to come back inside from grilling.




He eventually fell asleep.












photos by Sue.

Another Nemesis



Shirley would bite this one if she could only see it!







posted about 5 months late!



Not Much Going On Today




We Is Bored!








Photo and copy by Sue.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Thursday, November 29, 2012

Hypnotizing Chickens



Sue put his frisbee on him and he became hypnotized
and did not move at all.







Photo by Sue.


Hi Renae!













Saturday, October 27, 2012

Tora Bora





Bounce pretends he's in a cave.  

(He slept extremely well in this set up.)









Saturday, October 20, 2012

On the steps




This seems like a good place to sit for a while...
Why are you laughing at me?







Photo and copy by Sue.

Autumnal Saturday Afternoon Nap Time




It takes Shirley a while to warm up to people.







Plus it's a perfect day to lay on the couch with a blanket and watch TV.




Photo by Sue.

In the way.




Somebody doesn't understand the importance of the Kitchen Work Triangle.










Now?



Now?







Wednesday, September 26, 2012

The Household




Two Sick, One Injured, One Innocent.


And here's the goof.  Dealing with a toe injury and frustrated.














Monday, September 3, 2012

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Canonical List Of Resting Spots, the short list


The best places to sleep, alphabetically.


S:    Shower;  Step.












Shopping Spree




Bunny:  "Bounce, let's get a new frisbee. I know you sit in the front seat.  Do you drive?"








Top half copy and photo by Mary Kottke




Sunday, August 12, 2012

Late at Night




When one goes to bed two or
three hours later than everybody
else, this is the type of scene one
comes across.








Saturday, August 4, 2012

Go Around!




Go faster!
Go right.  Right!
Go around!  
We can catch them.
Faster.
Turn now!











Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

A Gift












The Rules of Sleep Overs



1st RULE: You do not talk about SLEEP OVERS.

2nd RULE: You DO NOT talk about SLEEP OVERS.


3rd RULE: If someone says "stop" or goes limp, taps out the sleep over is over.  (Exception: Gregg Loomis.)


4th RULE: Only two guys to a sleep over.  


5th RULE: One sleep over at a time.  But Shirley can come too.


6th RULE: No shirts, no shoes, no leashes.  Collars optional.


7th RULE: Sleep overs will go on as long as they have to.  Or until Shirley eats the rest of the French doors to the back yard.


8th RULE: If this is your first night at SLEEP OVERS, you HAVE to sleep over.






Copy and photo by Sarah.




Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Tangled Up Blue (Merle)





Entangled, and yet completely comfortable, staring at those who are still enjoying their meal.















I think there's something down there!









Monday, July 16, 2012

A visit to the groomer




Somebody is extremely happy to be in 
and out of the groomer's in ten minutes.  
No torture chamber for the goof.










Monday, July 9, 2012

ZZ Top




He likes legs
He knows how
to squeeze them













The Goof on the bridge





I know you're down there you miserable bastards.
I can smell you from here.










Oh boy oh boy oh boy!




We're going to the store!  All the way to the store! 
We're gonna buy some food and bring it home!








Friday, July 6, 2012

Barstools




The boy has grabbed onto the leg of a barstool at the kitchen island to make sure
that if anybody get's up, he's fully aware and may get some errant food particles.


(per Facebook:: Hello Dawn!}








Wednesday, July 4, 2012

The door to fun










The boy positions himself by the front door,
waiting for the good times to begin.  
Unaware that outside it is 310º (feels like 335º!)
He is having wonderful dreams of all
of his friends visiting.






Fashion Accessories





New holder for the tags, new leash....










Baby Tree Frog




Even Shirley couldn't see this one.

It's about a half inch long.












Ruthless






Ruth takes the stand to accept the medal for Swimming Champion!









Gridlock












Saturday, June 23, 2012

$2.00 Fine


Somebody was fined $2.00 for pooping in the one part of the yard where
I do the Diamond Cut, like at a baseball park.  Right there.  In the glory.

He has no money.  Most of his money was left in the driveway.
But the rest of it he lost betting with the Goof over a game of Fish.










Shirley's Birthday




"Bounce, it's MY birthday, I get shotgun!"

"But I don't know how to get down from the front seat."






Shirley turned 12 on June 20th.  She had a pretty lousy day filled with
thunderstorms, lightning, etc.  She celebrated today.







Thursday, June 14, 2012

Poor pitiful me.





Bounce is pretending to be very sick and frail so that he can
get some free food and some pets.   He's also depressed because
he got a One Dollar fine for racing to the door, plus Shirley 
fined him twenty five cents for dropping the frisbee and then
another fine, a really bad one, one dollar and ten cents for 
pooping in the wrong part of the yard.  He hates that one.







photo by Sue.
Method acting taught by Lee Strasberg's dog - "Frisky".







Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Chained










One would have to look closely at the photo, because it's difficult to see.
Shirley, in the foreground, is tied up to a 15 pound dumbbell.
Bounce, in the background, has his leash attached.  He's not
attached to anything.  But he doesn't know that.  To him, the leash is
the attachment.  So he stays put.  He won't move or wander.
It's pretty amazing.  And Shirley.... she will push her boundaries
whenever she can.  The darn goof!







Saturday, June 9, 2012

Friday, June 1, 2012

Are they gonna leave us here?






Bounce:  "Shirley, are they leaving us here?"


Shirley:  "Goddang squirrels!"












Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Blue



It seems like I have yet to acclimate to the altitude.

I get so tired after playing.









Manna from Heaven



Dateline:   Somewhere outside of Wyoming.

The Boy is so tired he doesn't notice chunks of hamburger lying in front of him until I touch the brakes
prior to exiting the Interstate.

He awoke and couldn't believe his good fortune!








Photo by Sue.







Tuesday, May 22, 2012

Nature's Towel




Nephew got his bath too!




Photo by Sarah Palm.

Excessive over use of Apps by me.




Trout Fishing in America




The Dude goes fly fishing.
His slippers smell so good.
He's probably got on his robe 
and is nursing a "Caucasian."