Get Your Hound(s) Now!

 So this month I need to stop every now & then and tell you wonderful things about adopted greyhounds and why you should adopt one or three or five!

Gwyn is actually not a couch potato...she's just never even asked to get on the couch. But she does LOVE her babies...as this photo demonstrates:

Did I tell you the funny story about that particular hedgehog yet? Well the quick version is that it was supposed to be for a friend's dog but I let Gwyn ride in the back of my car without getting it out...when the ride was over the hedgehog came in with her! That's the second time she's gotten away with stealing babies that were supposed to be gifts!

She has a sheltie friend down the street. This little sweetie loves to run her fence-line and bark at us when we walk by:

I think it's the highlight of her day. Her owner has told me that she pouts on days we don't walk by there.

Dogs are funny. Go hug yours...and if you don't have any, go find one to hug!

Springing Back

Well, here I am again. I disappear from the blogosphere and then reappear again. There's just no predicting me!

There's been a lot going on here. I'm in the midst of a period of change--change which has meant a drastic reduction in stress, a new-found abundance of free time...you'd think that would mean more blog posts, but I've been feeling my way around this different experience and working on different projects. We'll see where it leads.

We certainly can't complain about winter weather compared to our northern neighbors, but it has been a roller-coaster winter here in coastal NC. We had an ice storm a week or so ago that left everything coated in ice and sparkling. The pictures don't really do it justice, but I thought I'd share a few.

Personally, I'm ready for warm weather and sunshine!

Gwyn's sweet boyfriend, Sammy, is hanging in there..tho' he's showing his age more and more.

Sammy's Haircut

Gwyn's neighborhood friend Sammy (a/k/a the Brad Pitt of the neighborhood) got a summer haircut!

I almost didn't recognize him...he looks about half as big as he does when he has his full winter coat :D

In true golden retriever fashion he conned me into throwing his tennis ball for him. He almost always greets me with his tennis ball in his mouth. On this particular day he dropped it onto the driveway which slopes ever so slightly. I stopped the ball from rolling into the ditch and threw it up into the grass close to the house....and the game was afoot! He's no dummy. And he doesn't act his age (I'm not sure how old he is, but he's a graying-muzzle older statesman kind of guy) when he's after his ball!

Sammy Love

The highlight of any walk is getting to see our dear, sweet Sammy...on a recent walk we saw him waiting for us...in the road!

I believe he was as happy to see us as we were to see him! :D