When this blog first started, it belonged to LadyBird; then when she got sick I took over for a while, then we shared for a while and the she crossed the Bridge so then it became all mine. However, ‘Doggie’ remains in the title because mom is hoping one day (soon) to bring a new doggie into our lives again. So every once in a while I feel obligated to post photos of dawgs. So here you are. Dawgs. Smelly, slobbery, annoying dawgs.
First up, cousin Buddy. He’s lives with Granmama, although, he has come to stay with us once before when Gran ran away from home.Thank goodness she came back and took him home!! We have a small place and he is HUGE!!
This dawg seems to be saying “Whoa! I’m not a bicycle! Where is my dad?” His dad was inside the 7-11 where mom had just left. Mom stuck around long enough to make sure he wasn’t abandoned. Which is good he wasn’t ’cause I don’t know if he would get along with us cats.
And finally, cousin Tripp who lives in California. He looks like he had some fun on the beach in this photo!!
See you tomorrow for
Toby In Charge 