Greyhound Silliness...

...or, "Beware the Beachball."

I know. I haven't been around in a bit. Once again I've allowed time to slip by with no posts. I could give you all the 'standard' reasons. I could tell you I've got a new project up my sleeve that I'm not quite ready to share yet. Or, I could just pick up and go on.

You really have to watch out for these:

So, Gwyn and I were walking this morning. She's recently been a bit restricted on account of she seemed to have pulled a muscle or something. She seems fine now but wasn't sure I was going to let her go on a full walk. She was intent on making it around to see if Sammy was home (sadly, he was not) and was even ignoring squirrels...ignoring almost everything...until [insert dramatic 'dunh dunh dunh'] the beach ball.

At least, that's how Gwyn saw herself. She was protecting me. I mean, really--what the heck is a beach ball doing in a yard? Up against some bushes??? It was clearly up to no good! She huffed. She growled. She raised hackles. Then she barked at it. For good measure.
I felt much safer.

I leave you with this thought for the day ('borrowed' from a facebook post):

Thought for the Day

Courtesy of Facebook:

Friday Observations

"Borrowed" from FaceBook

...and dogs *in* the ocean....and cats (not *in* the ocean)...and horses. Yeah. That about covers it.

On another note, how cute is this puppy?:

 My friend is basically puppy-sitting with this little guy whose hooman mommy got injured and needs to recuperate.

 

Her kids in the background:

Thought for the Day

(Liberated from Facebook.)
A good reminder for me that I have to put some effort in....I'm not a spectator.....this is not a dress rehearsal! (Feeling philosophical while watching Olympics on another snow day!)

Thought for the Day