Do I detect spring in the air?
How do they do that?
Jori is demonstrating the “canine pretzel.”
Roxy has her patented “stretch, twist and turn” or for you yoga buffs, the “reclining twist” to release the tension in her spine and tone her tummy.
And a twisted brotha, Pasha. Relaxing after a day of relaxing.
Whoa! This is January in Oregon and what is all of the bright stuff all over our back yard?
“It’s coming from over there. I think the sunshine I brought from Florida has finally caught up with me!” Says Cinderella.
Crystal chimes in, running from the back door “Don’t let it get away. I want to play in it too.”
Jori is just sure that the bright yellow toy she has found is the missing for many weeks sunshine.
Adam, the beautiful white knight is running through the neighborhood, shouting with glee for everyone to come out just to see.
Skirvee has found another toy. Oh where o’ where has the sun been hiding itself and the toys?
Minnie is ready to party. Woo Hoo!
The tough get going!
Well almost. We think it makes more sense just to bury our heads in our paws and pretend it isn’t happening.
Let us demonstrate how you too can bury your head in your paws.
And the countdown continues… 22 days.
Pasha prefers the whole schnauz cover up. Nothing can get through, not even the littlest things.
Duncan puts his whole head in a lock. Protecting the brain from the drain is of utmost importance.
Picker has placed his nose in his armpit, a place most people won’t dare to go.
And the forever amazing Gracie has wrapped her little paw right around the end of her nose and over her mouth reminding you not to speak of evil, it just isn’t professional.
And if it gets too bad, Jori recommends putting your head between your knees and just kiss your hairy ass good-bye!
But you had better not ’cause we need you.
Next to seniors, I love the shy dogs. Jori was one of those. She came home as one of the very first foster dogs. Her big brown eyes and gentle nature quickly won the heart of my oldest daughter.