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Kahn throws himself against the flax and has a good back rub.
Daily Dog Challenge: Because
Just one of the reasons I love him
A week before the third anniversary of our adopting Lucy. We're out on the Old Town wetlands trail, as we are every weekday morning. When we first got her in December 2014, she wanted to spend most of her time cowering under the futon couch and was terrified of all people. Now, she thinks all people are her best friend AND SHE MUST SAY HELLO. She is perpetually happy and loving.
Please consider adopting a dog or cat from your local shelter or a rescue group. Pet Smart partners with all sorts of rescue groups and shows animals available for adoption at least once a week - that's where we got Lucy, who was saved by a rescue group from a shelter in Mexico, along with her sister. What a joy she's been in our lives. And far cheaper than therapy.
I think this is the first time the trail has flooded in two years - I don't believe it flooded last year at all. Gales Creek overflows in the rain (far out of view on the viewer's right) and the hill outside of the lefthand view traps even more moisture. In Washington County, Oregon. The area is managed by Metro.
Dark brindle male American Pit Bull Terrier with upright ears and white markings on toes, neck and muzzle, possibly a mix.
The owner has three days to claim this dog or it will be euthanized, as this facility does not adopt out pit bulls or mixes.
Chris [ quartered shirt ] and passenger safely out of the ditch. The jury decision was to leave the Norton WASP in the ditch, and then tractor it out onto the main road. What fun we do have at these classic scrambles!
The race is stopped. Chris Brindle - hidden in the greenery - has taken a sharp left turn through the chestnut paling and six feet down into the ditch by the main road into the course. First -aider puzzles as to how to get Chris and outfit out?
A Pittsburghese saying for like... "That's all, folks" and stuff like that. The map behind Mr.Archibald is of Fort Pitt, which used to be where our 3 rivers meet during the colonial period. I'm a huge nerd for Pittsburgh history (as you all know) and I love old maps, so when this snack stand went up with the big old map, I was totally geeked out about it. Thought it would be a good place for Arch to model his jacket :)
A rare, hard- to- get -her- to- pose shot of her, she hates the camera, and she's such a black-faced bitch only intense direct sun will reveal her facial characteristics! I still had to lighten up the foto in Nikon 5 to see her face!
When there's 70 pounds of pure skull and muscle bounding toward you at full speed, there's not much you can do but brace your knees (something a Bullmastiff owner at the dog park taught us when Arch was still little. lol)
I also like this picture because you can see how huge our yard is for being in the city. It's incredible. I can't wait to spend more time out there when it's warm! Speaking of oddities in the city, that truck in the background is so mysterious. We came outside the other day, and from our porch, could see that it was entirely filled with bags that said "goat feed". Ummmm? We are a 5 minute drive from the heart of the city. Our neighborhood is actually within city jurisdiction. Where in the world are these people keeping goats?! I'm sure Arch would be thrilled to know the answer to that as well. haha.