Our Doberpersons' idea of heaven: Strut stretched out lengthwise on the big dog bed, sprawled on his side, Irene using him as a backrest, Spring pressed against Irene with her head on her chest....
Strut thinks this Christmas Day thing is the best ever: he's spent the whole day sleeping in front of the fire with his head on my foot. You can see the fur is growing back on his left fore leg where...
Bit late (one of our freezers died and we needed to save its contents), but Irene, Strut, Spring, and I will be gone for several days in a lodge on the Pacific coast, without any connectivity.