Friday, August 31, 2012
Thursday, August 30, 2012
Wednesday, August 29, 2012
Tuesday, August 28, 2012
Monday, August 27, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
Friday, August 24, 2012
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
Monday, August 20, 2012
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Someone's looking all bright-eyed and bushy tailed.
OK, well at least bright eyed.
We noticed while we were overseas, that Germans don't bob their dogs tails.
It would have been cute to see Frito with a long tail.
But it wouldn't have been bushy in any case ;-)
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
Thursday, August 16, 2012
Wednesday, August 15, 2012
"Hey, look at me.
I'm the top dog. I'm higher than Mom."
It's a beautiful day at our house.
"And I'm one happy poochie, can you tell?
Mom looks pretty happy too."
Frito's spirit and his voice are alive and well it seems.
Sometimes they just come out.
"OK, now flip my ear back please."
See what I mean?
Tuesday, August 14, 2012
... and how yummy they would taste ;-)
Actually, Frito never "ate" the frogs.
But he did try to catch them.
And when he did, they were gonners. (Thankfully, not that often.)
You could say it was Darwin at work, and the smartest ones got away.
Sorry little froggy spirits -- Frito was just following his instincts.
Monday, August 13, 2012
Here is Frito in our back woods, doing some exploring with Mom.
He's found a very tasty birch stick, and will be doing some serious gnawing soon.
Frito could be such a dog sometimes.
At least when he wasn't a people. ;-)
Sunday, August 12, 2012
This was one of Frito's favorite spots to sit.
High up on the leather sofa back.
He could turn around and look right out the window to see what the wildlife was up to.
He's seen lots of deer and wild turkeys, among other critters.
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Well today is Frito's anniversary. (And this picture is from 2006.)
The day Alli brought him home to his new family.
So much love given and received.
What more can any man, woman, or pooch ask for.
Happy Anniversary Frito -- we will always love you.
Thanks for being such a good dog to Alli, Greg, Mom, and Alpha.
Friday, August 10, 2012
Thursday, August 09, 2012
Frito tries another approach at hunting frogs.
I'm sorry to say he was more successful this way.
But thankfully, he was only rarely successful.
He would sneak up on them on shore, and wait for them to jump into the water.
And believe it or not, sometimes he could snab them in mid-air in his mouth.
We felt bad for those frogs.
In fact, we would distract Frito sometimes to let the frogs make a clean getaway.
Such a frogger. He was not a vegan doggie.
Wednesday, August 08, 2012
Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Monday, August 06, 2012
This fabric does not look familiar.
I think it may have been in a cabin we rented on a trip to Nova Scotia.
Frito thought it was just dandy to check out the sofa.
And why not -- we never taught him otherwise.
But really, who wouldn't want this cutie pie sitting next to them?
Sunday, August 05, 2012
OK, Frito is scoping out the situation.
Does he see any frogs swimming in the pond?
Yes, indeedy. Time to try a sneak attack.
Yeah, Frito was never very sneaky.
The frogs always let Frito get some exercise, and then dove under water.
After a good swim, nothing like a good roll on the grass to get all messy.
Ahhhh, summertime around the garden pond.