May your tail wag, your belly be full, and may you have a forever family to rub your tummy and scratch behind your ears. --------- the collies' blessing to other dogs
Tuesday, September 30, 2014
Dad often chuckles at me when he finds me sleeping. He says that I am sleep in some strange positions, and I've done that since I was a pup. Here are some pawtographs of me sleeping. Dad has caught me with my nose under the throw rug, head under the bed and other strange places. Unlike Grrreat Auntie Essex and Uncle Deacon, I don't sleep belly up.
Essex and Sherman are aunt and great nephew. Essex is a friendly, but reserved female tri-color. Sherman is a brave happy outgoing male sable & white. Deacon is a our dog angel that watches over our pack. He crossed the bridge before his fifth barkday.