Doggone

She's hairy, and dusty, and she sometimes walks so close to me I can't see her in my shadow. Once in a while, her stick-to-me glue gets on my nerves. But she's mine.

She came to me through Craigslist. We've been together since August of 2009. Once in a while I get wistful for a Corgi, or a Basset Hound, or a Shetland Sheep Dog, or a Labrador, or a Mini-Australian Shepherd, or a Blue Heeler/ACD, but I'm pretty happy with my Border Collie.

She thinks she is the boss, she tries to herd children, ducks, chickens, pigs, cows, and goats if you let her. Mostly she takes her "job" of protecting her territory very seriously.

She's quirky. She has one blue eye, and the other eye is 3/4 black and 1/4 blue, which makes her look cross-eyed sometimes. She hates baths and loves popcorn. She sleeps on my feet and is the first to greet me when I come home and open the gate.

Meet Sam.

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Saturday Snapshot

Olivia, Sam, my new muddy boots and CJ's heiny.    

Meet Olivia

Meet Olivia.

She came to us Sunday before last, after having been ditched.  Literally.  She has now joined the loved doggie clan of CJ and Sam.  Eddie named her and we have no idea what breed she is or how big she'll be - so it's like a continuous present. 

Life is good.

dog days

If I wasn't me, I'd want to be one of my dogs.

Because all they do is eat, sleep, play, play and play some more.

CJ, who takes food very, very seriously.  (we have a lot in common, he and I)

They play.  And play.

And play.

And, you guessed it, play.

Playing some more.

I love my dogs.