Food might drop on the floor.
We'll be here if you need us to pick up anything.
The fearsome Attack Labradoodle.
fear me
The dining room table is as good a place to wait for food to fall as the kitchen.
Nothing has ever fallen, but you can't blame a girl for trying.
You want me to get the floss?
Nope. I still don't see the floss.
Running around the yard is tiring work.
The bed is always more comfortable with two.
Is dinner almost ready?
Penny, back from the groomer.
I'm just naturally majestic.
I'm pretty sure it's time to eat.
I'll just be waiting over here. For supper. Which it's time for.
Penny gets her fabulous coat brushed.
I can sit very quietly when beautifulness is at stake.
Wesley was trying to create a portrait with Tilly…
While Penny supervised …
And Janet worked the camera.
Wesley is holding Tilly, helping to get the perfect puppy portrait.
Mr. DeMille?
I'm helping too.
Penny
It's December 28th. And we're wearing fur coats. Why is it 80 degrees?
At Don and Mary's new house in Fallbrook.
Penny, left, went to the groomer a few days ago. Today Tilly got a bath too.
Tilly isn't a bunny, she just likes to act like one.
We went to La Conner to buy a New Baby Present from Bunnies by the Bay, the only store for new baby presents, and took the puppies with us.
I've seen the whole town. I could use a treat.
With only one week to go before she returns to Johns Hopkins for her senior year (and graduate school, Audrey indulges in some serious huggles with her second favorite poochie, Penny.
Audrey can drop out of school if it means more hugs for me.
Because the fourth of July threatened rain, we all went to Deception Pass on the third. There was a picnic and a hike.
Tilly and Penny with Deception Pass behind them. Photo by Audrey.
Sometimes I just get crazy. Nothing to do then but run.
Tut-tut, it looks like rain.
Penny waits to get rained upon.
The girls had a Clean and Tidy just in time for the second most chocolate intensive holiday on the calendar. (Mmmmmm. Only 59 more days until Arbor Day.)
Penny strutting her clean stuff.
Tilly snarfling for evidence of deer, coyotes or the neighbor's chickens.
Tilly posing. I've got just enough poodle in me to be vain.
Yes. We're clean. Now can we please get back to wrestling with our floss?
In general, they are as silly as they look.
Tilly. The good big sister.
Look at me!
You want to feed me, don't you?