I know. There must be a scientific reason why dogs seem to smile. Some animal experts say it’s just submissive behavior. A dog’s grin really means “Hey, don’t beat me, okay?” But come on! Isn’t this one seriously blissed out pooch? BuzzFeed has posted photos of nineteen more of the happiest dogs around.
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No, not Sidney Poitier. It’s Miss Rita. For the past week or so, Rita has sussed on to the fact that we feed Pablo his dry kibble at the dinner table. We do this because Pablo is the biggest beggar in doggydom, and if we fed him table scraps, he’d be tipping the scales even more than he does now. So I toss bits of kibble on the floor as K and I dine to the tune of Pablo’s increasingly frantic whines. Into this mix, enter Miss Rita, stage left. Rita prefers Pablo’s kibble to her own and is forever after me to give her some when I feed Pablo in the morning. I’ve been known to toss her a few, and she’s developed quite the taste for them. Come dinnertime, she positions herself in the corner and waits. When a stray kibble comes her way, she pounces. Pablo, chicken that he is, won’t challenge her because he’s afraid of her, and, to be fair, he has felt the sting of her claws in the past. Only OC stays away from the table. He’s too busy wailing at the door to our deck to be let out.
File this post under: The Joys of Dinnertime
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Since getting my iPhone, I’ve been having a blast fooling around with photography apps. Here’s a bunch, many featuring my favorite subject–Mr. You-Know-Who.
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Most mornings when I go to take a shower, I draw back the curtain to find Miss Rita there. If water is dripping from the spout, then she’s staring intently, occasionally pawing at the drops. Usually the spout is dry. But she’s still in the basin just the same. Waiting as patiently as only a cat can.
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This weekend the weather turned extra chilly, not cold enough for the Kenny coat, but Pablo needed some extra warmth. Doesn’t he look fetching in his houndstooth sweater?
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It’s been chilly the past few days, so here’s a story to warm your heart. Franky and Elly are four-year-old pugs. Elly (the fawn pug) is blind and deaf, so Franky, a perfect gentleman, leads her around, helping her on walks and to find her supper dish and water bowl. The dogs have been living in the RSPCA in Newport, Wales since last year. The good news is that the inseparable pair are in the process of being adopted and soon will be going to their forever home. Read the original story here and the followup here.
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Mona Lisa, The Blue Boy, Whistler’s Mother. Now Pablo can add his name to the list of those immortalized in portraiture. My mother and daughter surprised me on Christmas with the above watercolor of Pablo. My mother knows an artist who specializes in portraits and commissioned her to do one of Mr. Handsome. She sent the artist many photos of him sneaked from my blog. The woman was initially flummoxed, claiming that he looked so different in each one. Well, as followers of this blog know, there are many sides to Pablo. She settled on his dignified look, a fitting tribute to this ancient breed.
Thank you Mom and E!
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Here’s to a happy and healthy 2012! Hope everyone’s celebrations were as nice as mine. Pablo spent the first day of the new year taking in the sun on our back deck. Later that afternoon K and I took Pablo on a long walk on a wooded path where he sniffed away to his heart’s content.
Pablo made out like a bandit on Christmas morning with new squeaky toys and treats under the tree. When we didn’t open his presents fast enough he took matters into his own paws and tore off the wrapping of one all by himself. It was a last minute gift from me, and a fitting one. As readers of this blog know, Pablo has recently been plagued by a bad case of fleas. So when I saw this plush toy in our newly opened pet store, I had to buy it. Now it’s payback time!
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