A cool morning.
A branch that's blown down in the overnight storm.
When life's this good why run when you can fly ?
Everything's perfect with the exception of a kibble stealing sister who's having a bad hair day.
Just another quiet (ish) Saturday morning in deepest, deepest France profonde.
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Poor wee lassie. It has been a tough couple of days. I know how she feels about the hair. I sometimes feel that I look like "Cat Lady", and I usually do. But that free spirited Bob. Amazing. He really does enjoy every day doesn't he though.
You're right, even with a kibble stealing sister, it is a perfect start!
Re: Your comment on my blog yesterday,yes, at the vets office it is a stocked fridge with sodas (bottled water and coffee as well) along with chips and crackers. I've decided that because it's a "specialty practice" charging twice the normal fees, its been added along with comfy dog beds to remind you of that when you pay the bill.
Heh. Sophie looks like our Willow after being caught at her brother's bowl....
Oh, the hair - poor Sophie she looks even more fed up than usual. Bob, as always, hasn't got a care in the world. He's got that stick, now all he needs is a couple of sausages, sliver of illicit croissant, maybe some coconut ice cream, and a few hours of "throw the furry fox", then the day will be up there as one of the best ever !
Bob seems to be re-enacting your wonderful header picture.
Poor Sophie, it seems she's always having a Bad Hair Day.
I am so grateful Sophie is back to her Diva self! I do fear, however, she is a reincarnation of my beloved Ebony. If I told you all the items Ebony consumed, you would think I am " cracker dog". Our vet retired shortly after Ebony crossed over the rainbow bridge.
Cool morning.....a new stick....best day ever.
Sophie's hair looks fine to me. The tousled look is very "in".
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