Rosie and Goldie helping me assess the plaster work in the front room.
Ayse: August 2006 Archives
Give us a smile, Goldie!
And some wrestling.
We had pancakes for breakfast. There was an extra.
Is Rosie as good a dog as she seems?
She may well be.
It is agony.
When the command is given, the pancake is consumed immediately.
And there is a happy dog.
Rosie found a quince in the yard a few days ago. It fell from a neighbor's quince tree. She carried it around for a while, then gave it to Goldie, who has been carrying it around, chewing on it and licking it, clearly hoping she can make it taste better.
Still tastes bad, though.
When bacon is on the griddle, dogs are on the floor.
Goldie napping on the porch
A pleasant afternoon in the garden and resting on the side porch results in some dog leg photos:
Too bad I'm so boring that the dogs sack out on me so fast.
Simon disdains attention when it comes from the camera lens rather than a scritchy hand.
