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Friday, August 28, 2015

Air slivers


A couple weeks ago, we had a bit of a heatwave.

I found Gimli here one day, monopolizing the cold air coming from the bedroom.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Summertime Love-in


I've heard that if you're going to San Francisco, you ought to wear flowers in your hair.

This is us on the boat leaving Alcatraz and heading back to the port. 7 years ago.

One day, I'll go back to San Francisco.

Friday, August 21, 2015

Made in the shade

Sometimes, even heat loving Gimli has to take a rest in the shade.



Except for his nose.

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

Some of my favorite photographs

In honor of World Photography day, here are some of my favorites.


Schloss Waldeck, Germany


Schloss Waldeck, Germany


Gimli at home


Merida at home


The Disney Fantasy docked in Cozumel, Mexico

Thursday, August 13, 2015

I'll love you forever...



If you let me out of this prison.

Pleeeeaaseeeee? I'm such a good little puppy, I'd never eat those baseboards... (liar, she did)... or steal one of your running socks and eat a hole through the toe... (liar, she did that too).... or try to eat one of the snaps from your brand new cardigan sweater... (yup, thank God I caught her!)

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

A new birthday tradition



In honor of his birthday on Friday Gimli got to sit, (albeit perched on Mike's lap), at the island and patiently wait for his birthday treat.

Half a MarroBone covered in peanut butter wrapped in bacon. Merida got the other MarroBone piece.

He also received a new Kong Wubba, though the squeaker didn't last the day. I think they've changed the material because past Wubba squeakers have lasted for weeks.

Friday, August 7, 2015

44 or 7 in dog years



3 months old


7 years old

I'm told he's now classified as a "Senior" dog. He has a few gray whiskers and eye brow hairs. The red on his face is a little less red.

But, he keeps up with is little Sisfur. He loves to play fetch - indoors and out, and is always ready for a walk.

Here's to the next seven my boy, and may they go by slower than the first seven.

Thursday, August 6, 2015

First bath


7 years ago, we bathed Gimli for the first time. Early one morning, he had gone digging in the backyard and he was a muddy mess. (This is why I'm still wearing pajamas!).

Clearly, he was not impressed.

He was so little back then, the towel completely wrapped him up. Now, he's lucky it goes around his butt.

Saturday, August 1, 2015