Step by step

We no longer have a couch, so I shoved the coffee table against the wall. Some of the dogs like to lie underneath it (like a little clubhouse) but yesterday Georgie decided to explore the top of it. Since he's way too short and chubby to jump directly onto it, he first hopped up in the littlest dog chair (on the right in this pic), then onto the coffee table, then on the throw pillow that happened to be on it. By the time I got the camera out, he'd already moved on, intent on checking out the sewing machine cabinet.

It's cold outside!

But we're nice and warm and cuddled up inside.

He's doing it again!

It just isn't fair. Babe does it over and over again, being adorable, being irresistable, smiling, tucking those big Bassett paws in against his little body, exuding cuteness and softness and pet-ability until I can't bear it another minute and have to bury my face in his neck and kiss him and whisper to him in baby talk.

Queen Patch Reigns Supreme

When Patch first arrived, she was a ditch dog and although we liked her, we didn't give her our hearts immediately, thinking she would wander off as so many dogs do out here in the country. But she stayed, and she played her cards right. Always polite, never demanding, sweetly appreciative for every little friendly gesture and every cup of kibble we gave. Little did we know that she was secretly a slut who'd been sleeping around the neighborhood and was knocked up with pups from two (count 'em, two) daddies. We're now convinced that she got pregnant on purpose, to play on our heartstrings and earn her way inside the house. She slept in a crate in the garage without complaint, but when she went into labor on the coldest December day we'd seen down here, we brought her inside. She had her pups, and she stayed. And although she is still grateful, she also knows she's got it made, and she's proud of her status as the #3 Indoor Dog (Georgie being #1 and Polly #2). All hail Queen Patch!

Another busy day

In front: Teddy is giving serious consideration to turning over on his other side. We can't be hasty in making important decisions like that, you know.
At the rear: Babe is saying, "I'm the cutest pup. You know I'm the cutest. Admit it."

Interspecies Friendship

Hi, my name is Blondie. What's your name?
(gurgle) My name is Goldie. Wanna swim?

Still Life with Cat

Lisa's kitty Pashmina is usually too shy to pose for a picture, but here she shows that she

knows she's gorgeous.

The orchard

We're not sure if our orchard is for us, or the deer!

Our neighbor's cows

Monday night at the movies

Georgie's waiting for a re-run of ET to start while Meg & Babe look out the front window, saying, "Hey, is that Steven Speildog coming down the driveway?"

Friday morning staff meeting

Here are the Dunderheads waiting for the Friday morning staff meeting. CMO (Chief Medical Officer) Polly will give a lecture and demonstration of proper ear hygiene, but Meg's more interested in her twat than her ears.