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"That burning buttercuppy day
The local dogs were curled in sleep."
Thoughts on "The Diary of a Nobody". John Betjeman, Collected Poems. Boston: Houghton Mifflin, 1971. page 272.
This is hand held for 8 seconds. I thought the dogs did an excellent job of staying still. In this household, that's what we train them to do; pose for photos. Oh, the man did a good job too...
The dog's name is Roxy. She belongs to my boss. She was pulling rocks out of the flower pot and barking at them when they hurt her mouth. Boss says she should be called "Rocksie".
not all mine - honest.
On that day there were three ridgebacks, five labradors belonging to one person and another lab belonging to another person, all playing and socialising together on the field
@greygirl25
Kahlua is a sweet little girl available for adoption at the Marion County Dog Shelter in Salem, Oregon.
The dogs performed and were rewarded with nibbles, Im amazed more didn't come over to this guy and try to get in on some.
This little dog has blue eyes and has an interesting face. He was tied to the post just outside the doors. Waiting for his human to come back out, he got impatient and tried to go in the automatic out door when a patron left. The door nearly closed on his short leash, so I rescued him.
Nice use of this image here:
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I Exposición canina con o sin pedigree de todas las razas y especializada en Bull Terrier.
MedellÃn, 2010-07-04.
My dogs mean the world to me. You are never alone when you’ve got a dog in your home.
Rupert is 12 and came to me when he was 9 years old and hugely overweight. I love terriers especially the old boys who have already developed their personality and are often a bit of the grumpy side – this was Rupert! We worked hard to get the weight off and he rediscovered his love for walking and running. He’s slowed down a fair bit now but still makes me laugh out loud at his crazy running moments when he just goes charging past me with his tongue hanging out his mouth!
Mork arrived with a bang a few months ago. The minute he arrived at the centre I thought he was beautiful but didn’t think it was the right time for another dog. One evening I was on a late shift, walking round, locking up when I saw him in the outside run of the kennel looking petrified. Immediately I got him out of the kennel and took him home with me – we’ve never looked back! Sometimes things happen that are meant to be!
Mork is a little monkey who keeps me on my toes but I love that about him! He’s got bags of personality and despite the inevitable problems I faced given his nervousness, I’m so proud to see the dog he’s become today. It wasn’t easy and he still challenges me every single day but he’s only just learning about the world and I love how much fun it is to teach him new things. He’s put so much trust and faith in Rupert and I which is truly heart warming.
I am very proud of my boys and so pleased
Just came back from a quick trip around some of Northern(ish) Italy and got lots of pictures of the pups who call Italy home. I will be slowly posting pics of them.
In our place, very few people have pet-dogs. Most dogs are born and bred in the streets.
The street -dogs survive somehow and they are potential dangers.
I saw these two dogs and wondered if they are friends or foes. I was a bit scared that they should not start a quarrel.
Luckily, they didn't and I walked on further quickly.