Are those fava bean treats??? I’d kill for those….futhththfuth

-Hannibal Lector, The Dog.  (And not just for Halloween)

Shhhh, I am meditating.....

-Your dog Sam.

Discipline gone awry...

As you can see, Shanti is terrified of being punished.  She has a lot of respect for me and my stick.

Smelly Sit ups

I laid down to stretch and do my stomach work- my mistake. Sam had his big man paw pulling on my hair, and here you can see him picking my hair out of his teeth. Shanti rolled on to her back and kept kangaroo kicking me in the face. Gotta shut the door next time. My expression tells the rest of the story.  Does everyone else's sit-ups smell funny too (armpits and butt)???

Halloween for dogs-

Trick or Treat. I am in your seat.  Now where are YOU gonna sit?

Since you gotta hold me now, look at my Halloween collar.  HOT huh? And no, you cannot have it. Touch it and I WILL bite you. (Happy Halloween Human).

"OMG Momma.  What the hell IS that?  It is scaring me. Make the neighbors take it down." - Shanti, the brave one.

I can see just fine officer. Why do you ask?

When I look to my right, this is what I see. Above, body block of the window. Below, well, the picture tells the tail....

HONK! Get in mom- let's go.

"Mom, the vet has already taken Maisy. We need to go quick. Jump in the back".- Sam and Shanti.

Hell yes I can drive. I must have seen you do it a thousand times.  I have already adjusted all your mirrors and played with the windows - up and down, up and down.- Shanti

Who will save us now?

How will we ever get back to the mainland from this island so far away momma? - my dogs and their friends

Did you see that Shanti?

Yes, damn it Sam.  And I could see a lot better if your BIG head was not blocking my view....- Shanti

Sam on the love attack all day-

Watching a movie with company and Sam comes over the back of the chair to "attack" for some kisses.

Here he greets company by knocking her down in the corner and assaulting her with boxer kisses.  He thinks EVERYONE loves them. "Why wouldn't they momma? I am handsome and I give good love. Slobber love."

And boating really makes him horny. He kisses anyone that sits on the seats, as often as possible.  He is insatiable.

Holy Crap -is that a dog or a PONY?!

Into each life, some fear must come.  New neighbors, new dog and  I offered to pet sit before I saw him.  Well, here is their pet (G-man) sitting waiting for me.  Trick or treat?  He is thinking...."Should I do a dumb trick to get a tiny treat, or just kill her and drag the body into the woods and live off it a few days" ( I am still typing, so far, so good).

Coffee kisses- give me my java!

Sam has girlfriends, and lots of them. He is a handsome, charming, male love machine.  Here we find him kissing and pawing, sharing coffee with his gf on the boat.

"Don't even THINK about it..."

Shanti is guarding her treats, swirling around them, but not really wanting them. She loves to dare the other dogs (bigger) to even look her way.  She is very possessive and acts like a shark in the water, but instead, it is a patch of carpet on my wood floors in the living room she inhabits.  That is her domain and she reigns supreme. The others best not forget that- the reminder will not be pleasant.

Ghostly images.....

Have you ever heard how when you take a picture in a haunted home, there is always a blurry, hazy image on film that many perceived to be a ghostly spirit?  Well, that is not what I have here.  Each time I go to take that perfect posed picture of something and snap "click", Sam always walks right in front of the camera. He just knows when it is going off and is in the way constantly.  Today- if you look closely, you can see the ghost of Sam walking through my living room.....

Heck, no. Not climbing that thing. What IS it?

Well, being a good parent- I got Maisy Moo a ramp for the couch and to get in the truck.  It absolutely terrified her when I unfolded the contraption.  There is sits in the living room and all the dogs are afraid to go in there and they are wondering why the dark beast has taken over part of their couch.  I am so glad I could help.

Treat me, now. I am sexy pig!

Maisy had all kinds of horrific things done to her at the vet, and heard screaming dogs go by.  However, her love of food overcomes all concerns of the moment.  Her is my little chunky monkey getting treats from the vet today.

Momma- can you see ok?

I love to kayak and no longer can I go alone.  This is how my view looks as I paddle around....

Sychronized "couching"....

Sam and Maisy are snoring - relaxing and breathing in unison.  One turns, the other does. They told me that is "love".

Guest brings flower, opps, eats flower

Ellen is a visiting dog that likes to run with Sammy.  I "almost" got a flower from her but it tasted too good. Or maybe it was meant for Sam and she chickened out at the last minute.  Since she won't talk, we will never know.

Time to run

Getting snippets of sun, gotta run my boy or he gets plump.  Gotta give Maisy a ride, arthritis, age.  Shanti, does what the hell she wants to do. Today, she rode.  Here is a pic of my boy, running with the golf cart, saying "Look at me! Look at me!".

Birds and fish miss out....

Today my sweet Maisy said, "Screw the fish. I am still hungry."  She ate the bread I meant for the wilder animals but I have yet to tame my sweet pig's appetite.  Here she is, relaxing after a hearty breakfast and bread snacks on the dock.

Sammy does yoga poses

I love boxers because of their clown like nature, looks and poses.  Sam strikes some winners.  If only I were as flexible and unreserved in my yoga practice....

Sam wants his bed back...

I think the expression tells the story, one of horrible abuse.  On dog laundry day, Sam always climbs on my uncovered couch and lays across the uncovered doggie bed, all sad that I do not have things made up for him.

He looks at me as if to say "What is taking so long. This bed is rough without the cover. Why must I suffer so?"

Shanti- supermodel and vegetarian

Today I bought a hot dog to share between the hairy beasts while out riding in their truck.  The boxers (2) eat fine (translation= everything), but Shanti would not take hers. She is both thin and a very picky eater. She tells me it is hard being a supermodel and a vegetarian but she manages. And then spits the hot dog out for the others to eat.  She gives me disdainful looks for even trying to make her eat. Hmmmppffff.

Shanti and Samson, "catching" air.

YouTube Video for the Love of Dogs

Check out this link!  Very cute- adopt animals and spay/neuter cats and dogs.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xOZmx4nRKU&sns=em

Shanti spins for the music-

Who me?

Just as my headphones played "You spin me right round, baby, right round"....Shanti got the idea to pull over to the side on our walk, and spin around until she pooped around.  All timed to the music. She looked up at me as if to say, "you really do spin me right round mama". Glad I could help.

Jennifer Aniston's Tattoo

Jennifer has it right. Instead of getting a tattoo of a loved one's name or picture, or even a provoking image that last forever but the sentiment may not- she made her first and only tattoo read "Norman". Nicely done, along the inside of her foot, following the arch.  Who is Norman you ask?  Norman was her dog, who recently passed away.  She could have put anything, got attention for any tattoo as a celebrity (and many famous men she has dated) and she chose to honor the best "man" in her life.  Norman.

Shanti on guard.....

Shanti told me the neighbor's have suspicious visitors and she must keep watch all hours, afraid they may take over our couch.  I say "our" couch because I pay for it and clean it, but I never get to sit on it.  Dogs hog it.

Sammy's perch

Sam loves to hog all the chairs, couches, etc.  Here he is, overlooking the property, getting a little hazy sun.  He told me "I could go over there and sit on the doggie bed, if it was so great."

Hell no, not without me you don't.....

I tried to go kayaking and leave Shanti behind. She jumps the fence, dives in and swims after me until I "rescue her" and pull her into the kayak.   Some say she is spoiled. Others stop me on the water to remark on how well she had me trained.