Doggie Monday

In the Back Yard

We've had some warmish days, which the dogs take full advantage of:

The shadow encroaches. Buddy will up & leave to a sunnier spot.

He likes to nestle up against the fence:

Shot of the lake:

Sort of.

Hullo.

Zzzzz . . . .

Reggie:

He really doesn't like the camera:

 Looks a bit worried.

Another day:

Away from the shadow:

Here's Bingo:

Looking rather Sphinx-ish.

*sniff*

Sunning herself.

 And Buddy moved down the fence:

Zzzzz . . . .

More of Bingo:

*squinch*

 Her eyebrows are getting a bit grey:

 In the Office

Here's Tabby Bobcat:

He's so CUTE when he covers his face.
With his flesh-slicing paw.

Notice anything in the foreground?

Awwww . . . beagle and cat together on the dog bed.

Zzzzz . . . .

View Out the Window

On one of the sunnier days:

Buddy & Reggie.

 Of course, if I come to take a photo from the front, here's Reggie, ever vigilant:

Some people might even say, "DIGILANT."

 Lowered posture, really doesn't like the camera--but his tail is wagging:

See? Swishy-swish.  :-)

 And here's Buddy:

Reggie walks around:

Bingo looking off into the woods:

Shade approaching.

*squinch*

 Hullo:

Nestled up against the railing.

Zzzzz . . . .

More squinching from Bingo:

 After the Rain

Here's Reggie:

Bingo:

The rain makes for good eating mud. And beagle paw prints on my sheets. Sorry, no photo of that. Laundry day, you know.

Sunday

Bingo & Reggie were on the deck barking at something & here's Buddy:

Look at his tail!  Pointing.

 And that's about all for this week. Notice there are no pictures of the boudoir?  Oh, wait. I spoke too soon. Here you go:

In The Boudoir

Buddy all nestled:

He makes the cutest snuggley noises.

 See who's behind?

Sheepskin sharers, sharing the sheepskin.

And then Buddy shifts position to get more comfy, closer to Tabby.

Another day . . .a rare shot of the cat on the CAT stairs:

Usually Buddy's the one to trot up them. Tabby does a jump
on the bed with a trilling announcement of his arrival.

Speaking of Buddy:

King of the sheepskin:

*squinch*

In the past, when it's raining, Buddy hasn't liked to go outside. Then he'd go out if I went out with him, along with the other dogs. He'd do that in the day time. I think it has something to do with how he was found: at night, in the rain. Poor little guy. Anyway, just this morning, he went out in the rain by himself. And then popped back in thru the cat/little dog door. Progress!