The Dogs of Nippertown
Rain? You really think so?
Keep cool.
Hey, enough with the rain, already.
I'd say this is more than a "dusting" of snow.
You need some dog spit. That's what you need.
What do dogs wonder about?
I like the way this year is going so far...
The nap is always better with your head on the floor.
Yeah, I'm not quite sure what's going on here, either.
One day I will achieve my lifelong ambition of covering this entire sofa in dog hair.
And then it will be my sofa. Oh yes, all mine.
It's the end of summer. Sad. Very Sad.
(photo by Tim Livingston)
Mine. All. Mine.
Did somebody say tornadoes?
Yeah, baby!
Scorcher doesn't begin to describe it.
Do. Not. Like.
Where's my bon-bons?
If I'm really cute, maybe I can make them forget that I woke them up at 5am this morming by barking at a jogger outside.
I am queen. I will protect my castle against small wild animals, mail deliveries, noisy tractors, vacuum cleaners and avant garde saxophone solos.
I can lick my own nose. What about you?
And this is why we can't have nice things.
All my favorite smells are covered up!
Laissez les bons temps rouler!
Does this hat make me look too poodle-ish?
Can I go back to sleep now?
I don't see any snow...
Can you open this for us? We don't have thumbs.
(photo by Ruby)
Thankful? You bet.
Is there anything as sad as an empty bowl? No, there is not.
Going to the vet for shots: kinda sucky. Coming home and eating cookies: not so bad at all.
Newspapers... So old school.
Yessss!
What's MoHu? Is it good to eat?
We're resting up for Oktoberfest.
I'm cute. Give me a cookie.
Hoodie weather is here.
Yep, that's a lot of water.
Three-day weekend...yesssss!
I'll be with you in a second...as soon as I finish reading my Cosmo.
Shake off the week...
You're so fascinating I could look at you all day.
Today I figured out how to nab food off of a table. How about you?
Keep cool.
Hmmm...I wonder where I left my hubcap diamond star halo.
The heat wave is over, but now I'm addicted to ice cubes.
Ya think it will ever stop raining?
Bring an umbrella, and maybe a small boat...
Dandelion season!
Friday...About fucking time.
Outside? Uh, okay, but can I bring my space heater along?
Become one with the mud.
No, really, I'd LOVE to help you shovel, but I don't have thumbs.
A Scottish deerhound?!? Are you KIDDING me? Get my agent on the phone!
Get On Your Boots.
Big Snow, Little Dog
Leave the house? Well...maybe...for Esperanza Spalding.
If you're going out, wear a hat.
Hey, these stockings are still empty, you know.
Brrr!
We were just playing and it jumped out at us. Really.
Thankful? You bet.
Dirt: it does a body good.
I know I left a bone out here somewhere...
Where's that candy you were talking about?
Boy, I hate it when she dresses me up. I hope none of my friends see me.
Hey, just don't get paint in my ears...
How about I take YOU for a walk...
cookie...cookie...cookie...cookie...cookie...cookie...
The best garden treat? Bugs...yummy and delicious!
Shelby: old-school news hound
Hey, where's our names?
Who doesn't like the smell of a wet dog?
Whoa, is that a naked bicyclist?
June 4th, 2010, 4:01 pm Permalink
Turn down that marching band music, please.
No, I didn't eat this pillow. I found it like this.
Better bring an umbrella...
Stop and smell the dandelions.
What do you want...an invitation?
Flowers are okay but I'd prefer something a little stinkier...like that roadkill squirrel she wouldn't let me bring in the house. She even made me throw it away. Does that seem right to you?
Cale shows Shelby how to eat a bunny.
Lots of delicious things to do...
Best. Walk. Ever.
There's no way I'm peeing out here when it's this cold.
Perhaps it's time to get out of the house...
Sigh. I wish I were old enough to have seen Dirty Face at QE2.
Baby, it's cold outside.
I smell winter coming...
Yes, but first a small nap...
What? Superstitious much?
Shelby sez: Please vote for me in the survey. Please?
You cannot resist us.
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