Going to the Vet

What Jack Russell wants to sit still and wait? Not me! Mom kept talking, telling me we would be there in a minute. blah blah blah.



I have never liked riding in a car.



Then she laughed about my tail of all things!



Okay, I've seen the room, let's go!





Fine, I'll wait, but I'm not coming here again.



Mom told the Vet that I stink! She was concerned that I had yeast because I'm in and out of the pool so much. He said I have an allergy. I don't think Mom believes it because I've never had a stinky allergy before.

Dog days of summer

The dogs are looking forward to cooler weather.







Sam's favorite spot is at the front door.



Bonnie worked all summer. She's had some sunburn because nothing can keep her indoors.



A fly on the door frame...



She always has time for Frisbee or to amuse herself.



Darlin' is loving her new home and yard...



She learned a new line dance...



Chloe got a summer haircut. She's 6 years old now, this was her second summer getting cut. Alabama is awful hot for a dog with such a thick coat. It seemed to build her self confidence, but she had to fight off her nasty roommates. They kept mounting her that first week. Everyone wanted a piece of the new Chloe!



It's called the fox cut. Foxy Baby!





She still sleeps in her favorite spot. She and Sam both have a favorite vent.



Toby always finds a spot of shade or a lawn chair.





I can't blame him, that concrete gets hot!



This post was inspired by a poem I remembered from my childhood.

Sunning

Old Dog lay in the summer sun,
Much too lazy to rise and run.
He flapped an ear at a buzzing fly.
He winked a half opened sleepy eye.
He scratched himself on an itching spot,
As he dozed on the porch where the sun was hot.
He whimpered a bit from force of habit,
While he lazily dreamed of chasing a rabbit.
But old dog happily lay in the sun,
Much too lazy to rise and run.

— James S. Tippett

I hope your dogs are having a good summer.