Teddy in autumn

Cue up the George Winston

Well, actually, no - it's not autumn yet, although it feels like it, and it's not Teddy's autumn (he's four), so, as usual, I don't know what the hell I'm talking about.

Reggie, bound

Oh, wait, you can't really see that he has a leash on.  NEVER MIND!

Flash!

Griznose: an update

On her way to complete recovery and on her dad's birthday, no less.

CATching up (get it? get it?)

Edie, quite recently

 

Blinky, bored with it all

Trudy Montana, slightly tangled

Garden cleanup day 3

A dog named Dog!  Love her!

Meanwhile...PEANUT!!!

A break from all the cannibalism, yet still gory

Everywhere one turns someone is getting their face, neck, chest, breast or head eaten by some mad fucker!  Enough!

Yet nature rolls on.  Kyle was getting home the other night when Trudy (Montana) leapt from a tree with a bird in her maw as a tattered snack!  Zounds!

Who's a big girl?

Daisy/Doozle!  Alas, moving to Maryland, which is dumb.

Angela "Blackberry" B'mac minds the football pool sheets

Angela "Blackberry" B'mac and her super powers

"Hmm, you are annoying me, albeit vaguely."















"I will drive you away and/or grind you to ash with MY LASER PEEPERS!"

Babies all over

Left: Angela Blackberry B'moc, age: less than a year; right, Raiford William, four weeks, one day.
And their handlers.

Autumn Daisy

(not pictured: Rosemary)

Doozle/Roozle update!

Daisy!















Rosemary!

The update is that they are both doing just great!

Take that, Bruce Weber

Peanut in repose during Friday rock rehearsal! Why was there a chihuahua there? If you don't know that, you don't know West. [?]

Scenes from a community garden

A coupla doctors, watering on a quiet Sunday night!

Daisy says: "When are you guys going to grow some of those dried pig ear things, hmm?"

Kitchen work 4

Angus is all "What are you doing out there? I want a W-A-L-K!"

Hey, Angus! COMFORTABLE?

"Why, yes! Why do you ask?"

Roozl, Doozl and Otis

Counterclockwise from left: Rosemary (who seems to have flown into the fence), Daisy and, fleeing the paparazzi at rear, Otis!

"Let us out, damn you! It's SPRING!"