Friday, December 4, 2009

Day Twenty Three- Pink Skies

"Pink skies at night, Sailors delight. Pink skies in the morn', sailors be warned."
Pipsqueak does not appreciate all the action centered around the dogs. She would like you to pick her up and let her dig her head into the crack of your elbow, NOW!Willow does not appreciate the attention on the cat. She would like you to throw the ball, NOW!
Titan appreciates everything. He is such a goof!

I found the secret to triggering the headbutt, and it has to do with tails. It is an almost immediate reaction
Goin in for the kill.
Not ready for the kill- ready for the food!

Peaceful eye

I'm not particulary fond of this photo, but it does a good job showing how big Titan is. It also demonstrates our relationship fairly well. In between fake throwing the ball for Willow and actually throwing the ball for Tilley, Titan fake attacks me and tries to take me down. He usually gets a good run going. I think he misses having a dog to run with.

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