This photo occurred while I was trying to adjust a setting on the camera and didn't realize I was accidentally taking a picture. Nice kind of accident.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
A New 'Do for Poo
Poor Formby was long overdo for a haircut and the new snow was causing her to tangle. I don't think she has ever been this furry faced in her 14 years. She can now see better, and definitely smells better!
Before
After
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Winter Fun
The snow today delayed plans for Mom and Dad's visit until tomorrow, but Lyle and I made the best of the unexpected snow and had fun. The dogs (we're babysitting Bev) kept asking to go out just to play. They had a blast romping, chasing each other and chewing sticks. Then we all made it to the park for a photo session. Does anyone want to guess how much snow clumps onto a golden retriever and then melts all over the dining room floor?




Friday, December 25, 2009
Christmas Beauty
The miserable rain turned to snow when the temps went from 43 to 24 in a matter of a few hours, bringing with it a flurry of activity to the bird feeders. This flicker and cardinal were among the many birds happy for a free meal.
Merry Christmas
The usual holiday progression at our house.
Lyle behaving nicely while waiting for presents.
Reaction when he thinks his stocking contains less than anyone else's.
A bit too much holiday cheer.
Monday, December 21, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
We Have Fire
And a very happy little dog.
Gave up on trying wood in the old fireplace and finally had gas logs installed today.
I still have to add more "ashes" to the floor around the unit, but thought I'd make sure everything else looks good for a day or two first.
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Friday, December 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Formby is Losing It
Formby is back in Springfield and I'm questioning her mental stability. Despite the choice of a comfy bed on the couch, a heated pad in the cat condo, or a bed in my office, I kept finding her asleep on pieces of dirty laundry in the middle of the bathroom floor (no commentary on my laundry needed). Since her hearing is gone, and fearing I'd accidentally kill her by tripping over her in the middle of the night, I finally gave her a bed in the bathroom. Not terribly convenient in that small space, but if it keeps her happy (and alive,) so be it.
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