Gone to the Dogs

Jas was such a happy girl this weekend. Steph and Gord were here, with their three dogs added to our four and, instead of watching me, boringly comatose on the couch, she had all the dog activity to enjoy. Her face says "this is the way it should always be!" 

Feisty Ms Chloe kept Sanchez busy defending his toys.

She has non-stop puppy energy and would do bunny-runs around the yard, all the big dogs  lumbering  in pursuit. Indoors, she was rarely still, just so much to explore.

Jas registers her deep appreciation of the entertainment - I think she wants a 

puppy companion. Hmmmmm..........

Lisa and the grandkids stopped by and I had to get a shot of adorable Penny, who felt the safest place to be, in our herd of elephantine critters, was up high. Only later, did I realize I was so intent on taking photos of the "granddogs" that I neglected to take any of the grandchildren.

Good grief. That's typical.

Poor old Chase, now fourteen, is moving very slowly. Another very sad parting in the near future. Steph is watching him closely and will not let him suffer. This little man has been such a blessing in our lives.

Altogether, the weekend could not have been more wonderful. And yesterday, after such a long chilly spring, summer heat landed. Lori hung all the bamboo blinds and we are in the thick of the heat now. By five p.m. yesterday, Lori was already moaning, "toooooo hottttttttttttt!"

Life is very good.