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Here are mine: I'm fond of this picture since you can really see my guys laughing at each other and having fun - if you click through to the large size, you can totally see those doggie grins. I like it so much it's my current desktop, even. ≡ Click to see image ≡
Here is a recent picture of Barney in the snow at the dog park. He loves playing in the snow! (and it took me a while to get him to stand still long enough for me to take this picture! : ) )
Totally bummed that she keeps pulling the squeaker out of the ball. And desperately in need of a haircut. At my brother's cabin on Caribou Lake last weekend.
I had a drive out this lunchtime to a farm. I'd intended to buy some organic produce and have lunch there but it was all soooo expensive, but I took my camera, so instead yet more photos of my fat, sleeping cats, here's furry, woolly and feathery Friday instead.
I'm going to go with strange photos of my pets this time, and animals who are not mine.
Ichabod - I took this yesterday when I was playing around with my grandpa's Polaroid that I inherited years ago, but only started using recently. You can tell I haven't quite figured out how to focus yet but in a strange way, I like it anyways.
Here's a bizarre picture of Moose. He's way too smart and always in trouble, so I like that he looks evil in this one (he isn't usually evil, just trouble):
This is Mira, who isn't my dog, but is as close to having a dog as I can get right now. I'm the designated dog-sitter, and considered part of her pack. She's my sister's Great Dane, and she is huge even though she was the runt, and other Great Dane owners awwwwww over her because she's so tiny in comparison to other Danes. Her head is twice the size of mine, and her paws are way bigger than my hands. She has the best personality of any dog I've ever been around, and I'd have a Great Dane or two in a second, but there's no way I could deal with their terribly short lifespans, it'd just kill me.
One of my cats gets bullied by two of the other three, and with my foster dogs prowling the downstairs, she moved into an upstairs closet for a while. Like, for 18 hours a day. I was heartbroken.
So I made her a "second-story apartment" in my bedroom that, luckily, only she knows how to access (or maybe only she can climb up to, since the other cats are a little fat and out-of-shape.)
She smiles continually up there as she naps or gazes out the window at the wind sifting through the trees. I'm ecstatic, although I still can't wait to move elsewhere and get more space for my buddies (who get along like cats-n-dogs.)
BP, I LOVE BOB. I mean I love him so much it makes my heart squeak.
Heh, for some reason this morning I was thinking about this long ago Meta and now I'm thinking about it again. Awwwww! I miss weretable! And the img tag. Snif.
Oh, and I feel the same way you do about Danes: love them love them love them but could not handle their short lifespans. My Alina Beans is 9 yrs old and if she were a Dane she'd be nearing the end of her life. Gah.
Just one of my girls. They often lie like this, with Lucy in a 'kitten position' with her head against Bailey, her mother's, tummy. ≡ Click to see image ≡
O! She doesn't look like a greyhound in the first picture. Greyhounds are great dogs too - my next door neighbor in Madison rescued one, and their other dog was a long haired dachshund. I used to love watching the two of them on their walk. She said the same thing, that other than the walk, her greyhound was a couch potato, very mellow. Alina Beans looks really sweet - her expressions are sort of like a deer's.
Yeah, Mira started greying when she was two.
There's a park near my sister's where all the Great Dane owners in the city get together to let the Danes play every Saturday morning. My sister hasn't done it yet, but I kinda want to borrow Mira and go just to see a park filled with improbably huge dogs.
Awww. I love greyhounds. A lot of people round here have them, adopted from Walthamstow Stadium, which has a strong rehoming programme for racing dogs at the end of their (short) careers.
They make great pets. They're well-disciplined and used to people, their natural disposition is gentle and affectionate and, contrary to what many people think, they are total couch potatoes and need just a couple of walks or runs a day. But they're probably not great in a home with cats or rodents, for obvious reasons.
sil: Yeah, Alina didn't really consult the greyhound breed standard when she got her ears, which is probably what threw you off. She rarely has both of them folded back in the "rose" shape that they're supposed to have. And we get the deer comment all the time, so naturally one Christmas I had to get her a pair of reindeer antlers. Link to pic this time so as to not overwhelm the thread with Beans pictures
essexjan: Great synopsis of the breed! They really are wonderful. Luckily, most of the adoption groups in the States cat-test their greyhounds. As a result, I was able to get one that is totally and completely fine around my cat. In fact, Kitty rules the place. The poor dog wants *so desperately* to be friends with the cat, but Kitty will only tolerate a few seconds of sniffs and licks to the head before she has had enough. Of course she also will sit under the dining room table and ambush the dog as she walks by, causing the dog to startle and next thing you know she's scrambling and her feet are slipping and sliding on the hardwood floors. I swear I can hear the cat snicker to herself when she does that.
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