Riley and Austen

Today we have another share, this time from Deanna Corbett. Here's what she had to say about her photos.

When you have time, I thought it would be fun to share a couple pics of my furkids.

Riley is the brindle, Austen is the fawn. They hang out in my office a lot during the day and will nap together on a pretty regular basis, but only once in a while do I have my camera ready to snap a picture when they get into a silly position, like Riley laying her head on top of his in the first pic.

She is by far the dominant of the two, so whatever she wants to do, Austen always lets her "rule the roost".

The other picture was taken of Austen while he was snuggled into the crook of my husband's legs - one of his favorite spots to start his day.

Thanks for letting me share my "kids".

Playdate Antics

Recently my co-admin on the BML, Maryann, posted to the list about a play-date that she had arranged between her own Paris-Ivy and a colleague's Boxer, Benito Santiago. Maryann was able to catch some of the action and sent me the following photos.

From the moment he arrived, Benny and Ivy started running.

Ivy shows off her ballet talents!

Benny wants to do the Lindy Hop - no doubt about it!

And then he tries a ballet move of his own.

THIS is why they were two very tired puppies after the visit.

Checking In On the Brindle

I guess it's about time for a real update, a check in on the Brindle.

Needless to say he's a busy fellow with a tight social calendar. There's the urchins out front to keep an eye on, regular trips to camp, his domain to patrol. But even he gets a little down time.

A while back he spent the weekend with his Uncle Jerry and Uncle Mark. He had planned to make the acquaintance of a feline lady by the name of Kiwi but she has decided that it would be beneath her to do more than hiss and puff her tail when he's around.

Uncle Jerry took a few photos of the visit to share.

Just taking a look around the place.

I know what you're thinking but I'm not table surfing.

Uncle Mark and Uncle Jerry say this monkey was Jackie's but I can use it.

Still not table surfing, honest!

Uncle Mark lets me on the couch, but not in his lap. Just like mom, hmph!