Some things on Sunday
This has been a sad weekend all around. Dogs With Blogs lost its most storied member, Charlie. He was a really special dog and his people, Brooke and Greg, took amazing care of him including getting him a bionic heart (pacemaker) and getting him the best medical care. And, of course, they had the best medicine--love--for him aplenty. Even though put up a gruff front, I know his brudder Opy is sad, too.
So I thought I should really do my best to honor Charlie with the gift he gave to all of us--DWB! And I wanted to start by lightening the mood a bit. ROACHING! (Also my ma ape says you can see my age here cuz my belly has gone grey first, especially around the naughty bits. I'm a silver foxy!)
OK, and my ma ape has gotten behind on SPCA Saturdays even though she's been going every week to take pho-tos and walk the dogaboos. So here's a sampling of some of her faves.
This is Baby Girl, a Rottie who scared my ma ape at first but is actually a big softie.
And Snowflake who got adopterated! Right after he got her picture taken!
And you remember Hercules, now with more flooger flingin'!
And he does love his toys.
And ole Ruby Pitlet.
She got to play with the ma ape last weekend but this week she had to have her tail removed because she broke it in her kennel. Poor girl! (No, ma ape, you still may not have her.)
And here's Ty who lives near the SPCA with the lady who manages it! He is learning to skateboard. He was an owner turn-in because the former owner thought he was aggressive. Mostly he's just silly.
OK, and now the reason we're so far behind. My ma ape has been busy getting more gauges and buying me a NEW HOUSE. And pretty soon we get to move in. She will have better pictures soon but we have only been to the new house one time and it was so exciting we didn't stop movingmovingmoving and three dogs clickclickclicking on hardwood floors and screaming (ok, that was just one naughty sheppy) was sort of overwhelming in an empty house.
Here I am in the living room.
And my fave, the kitchen. Right underneath the ceiling fan.
And here's my walk-in closet.
Peppy sheppys in the yard.
Oscas in the hostas.
And you can't really tell what they're doing but the peppy sheppys are claiming their territory (Oscar is doing #1 and Ethel #2.)
It has been a week of sad endings and new beginnings. I will bring you more photos of SPCA buds, some more of me in my new digs, and--I hope--nothing but good news.
We miss you Charlie.