Happy Fat Tuesday! Even the dogs got into the spirit today.

This isn’t the best picture I’ve ever taken, because it’s hard to get a moving puppy in focus while crouched on the floor with an iPhone. But I had to post. Miss Elle (short for Ellesbury) was a Christmas present…

If you’ve ever asked yourself the question, “What does it take to exhaust an almost four-year-old labrodor mix?” I have the answer. You let him run around for six hours, and then take him on a four mile hike. Well,…

Hello, This is Dew. He lives in a house in our neighborhood. He likes to come visit, and mark his territory all over our yard, then steal balls, and eat all our snacks. All while we bark at him. Today…

Island Park, Idaho Only in Idaho would you find a Lab so well trained she not only safely rides on the back of her owner’s ATV, but she waits for him while he’s in the shop. And only in Idaho…

Jess learns quickly. It’s not long after the first crumbs from lunch are dropped that he begins to lay down beside her, waiting for any goodies that might pop up. La’Roi? He’s more a long term thinker. He knows I’ve…

He’s so very smooth when he wants a treat. That time spend around all the Latin men in Nicaragua gave him that extra polish that appeals to the ladies.

Call me an enabler. This little pudge came over and I fed her chicken stick after chicken stick to get her to sit still for a picture. Her name is Baby Girl, but I call her Stitch.

Sometimes you have to shake off the fear. Just like water off a lab’s back. Shake it off. And then get back into this crazy beautiful life we live.

A three month lab left out of the kennel for three hours isn’t that much different from a teenager left alone for the weekend. What you see is an out of print book on letterpress printing borrowed from our local…

One to the left of me, the other to the right. They’ve been there for a couple hours now. Snoozing while I edit and post.

If I get too close, he refuses to look into the camera. I think he’s afraid that it will steal his soul. I think he should be more worried about all the pollen sticking to his fur.

You’d get hay on your nose if it was that big and wet too.

Playing dead is the only trick this barn dog knows. She does it well.

Doesn’t that look just make your heart melt? I’m not sure what he wanted, but chances are I gave it to him.

Someone ran from his mama and found a pile of something foul in the neighbor’s yard to roll around in. I think the freedom was worth the soap.