Three's a Crowd

I had in mind a series of pictures based on a scenario I had witnessed a few times over the last week. The first shot looks like this. The second one has Rory's big head stuck in front, looking at the little black interloper and trying to sort out where he must have gone wrong. I'll post it later when I can find it. The third one was never taken, but involves Rory trying to squish his sizable frame onto the bed with Seth and Toby. I was laughing too hard to actually get the shot. No doubt you'll get the idea though. You can tell just by looking at Seth and Toby that they were not accepting applications for bedmates.

Sunday Adventures

Sunbeams. Not just for cats. Toby found the 'dog' spot in our kitchen and willingly gave up blankets and a fluffy bed to lay on warm tile. Our Ridgeback Sage used to drag her blankets around to the sunbeams, but Rory and Seth aren't quite that innovative. They'll sometimes give up blankets to sleep on tile too.


Today's open house vanishing act saw us visiting the other side of River Park at Sandy Beach. It's the only dog beach in Calgary...and obviously it's not the ocean, but it does the trick.

I don't know if Toby has ever been near the water before, but Rory knew what to do. Good to drink, okay to get your feet wet on a hot day, but after that it's back to dry land for him.



Noelle, don't freak out...it only looks like he's drowning. He does splash a lot, but he actually swims.









See? His little prancy legs doing the doggy paddle. He LOVED it!!

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Mutt and Jeff

We have a house guest this week. My daughter has graced us with the presence of her MinPin Toby for a week while she is on vacation. After reading the detailed two-page instructions that accompanied him I wasn't sure I was up for the challenge. But I've decided Toby is actually not that bad. Of course, it's only day Two. Ask me again at the end of the week. Our house is up for sale, so getting it spotless, while packing and decluttering and looking after three dogs is, well, a lot of work.

On Saturday we all had to be gone for two hours because the realtor was over having an open house, so Norm and I packed one teenager and three dogs into the truck. Seth went to my mother's to hang out in her yard while she did her gardening. The rest of us went to River Park to kill some time.


This is Rory doing his usual beeline thing that he does when he sees something smaller than he is. He hasn't encountered rabbits yet, but I suspect he'll know exactly what to do when he does. The end result of this is that Toby gets a Ridgeback "poke".










Rory doing what he does best...sniffing.












Toby on guard. For everything. He's a very alert, bright, curious dog. But absolutely no sense of humour. He's the same age as Rory but only deigns to play when HE wants.













Rory found somebody else his age who knew how to wrestle like a Ridgeback. I don't know if you can see it, but Toby is eying them quite carefully. No way is he going to budge (he's not intimated at all) but he's not going to lower himself to slobbering and loping all over the place.








We did find a little girl Ridgeback for Rory to play with too. And then a young Dane joined in.
















By now they're both getting tired...

































Keelan thought this shot was great. It's a little too much teeth for my taste, but it's what they do.