Hello, doggie. Hello, cowgirl.
Summer’s end, September 2011. (by danielpagan)
There were a fair amount of missing pet notices hung around. I couldn’t help but notice how wonderful the portraits were.
Small animal adoption effort in Brasilia.
Tabatha prepares Atticus for launch (into Ladybird Lake at Red Bud). Something tells me Atticus knows he’s in for a splash.
Mr. Maxx’s nose, on a sunny day.
‘Young’ Buck, following his heart.
Buck.
This is ‘Old’ Buck. He follows his nose, lovingly answers to Pecker Head, has the softest, smoothest coat I’ve ever touched, and enjoys a cuddle.
Buck and Buck came to stay with us for a night. This is ‘Young’ Buck, he follows his heart, is totally submissive (unless you’re a pig), loves tug o’ war, and can be mistaken for rabid at the dog park due to excessively abundant, frothy saliva when he’s excited/happy (which is almost always).
Kupazi with her duck.
Amira is Nadia’s Great Pyrenees mix — I forget what she’s mixed with, I’ll update after hearing back from Nadia. Amira is SO, BIG. I whispered into her huge, floppy, fluffy ears that she’s my favorite. In truth, it’s hard to have a favorite, but, for a cuddle, I choose you Amira. She’s a lot of dog.
