These are old, and I imagine y'all have probably seen them before. The photos are crappy, but the subject matter is timely so I thought I'd re-share them.


Note that in the first picture, there is a loaf of bread sitting on top of the toaster. I have since learned that that's not a very good place to store bread. Dogs teach us *so* many things, I've found.

Shelly (Warning: see label for details)
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I never noticed that white patch in the small of her back before!

She's "extra flashy." Obviously, it's a mismark, not that it matters. The funny thing is that I don't even notice it anymore. It's like my brain fills in the white spot when I look at her. Weird.
Those are very cute pictures... when it's someone ELSES dog!

Heh. Thanks! The cuteness is a defense mechanism. Otherwise, she might not have made it to adulthood. To her credit, though, she hasn't counter-surfed or trash-picked in a long, long time. She's pretty grown up, for a Boxer.

Shelly (Warning: see label for details)
http://www.cat-sidh.net (the Mother Ship)
http://esther.cat-sidh.net (Letters to Esther)
Dogs teach us *so* many things, I've found.

I forgot another Spennie story... about the dogs who were given vitamin E capsules (oh rapture! oh joy!) and about the boy who loved them SO MUCH that he managed to knock them into a place where he could get the bottle and how he chewed and chewed to get that bottle open (too bad he didn't meet Bella, who could show him how to do that properly).

Unfortunately, a human found the jar, which was unopened, but the accumulation of saliva going through the tooth holes had congealed the capsules...
Sweet pictures even if she was up to no good..
Be Free..Judy
Sweet pictures even if she was up to no good..

Boxers are never up to good. Even when they are behaving themselves, they're plotting their next coup.

Shelly
http://www.cat-sidh.net (the Mother Ship)
http://esther.cat-sidh.net (Letters to Esther)
Each colour is applied to the canvas in relation to the colours next to it. The painting becomes a living thing and calls out for the colour it wants.
Neil Patterson