Sunday, March 3, 2013

Who's that lady?

So we made the mistake of keeping Delilah's hair just a tad too long.  We now have an intimately personal knowledge of matted dog hair.  Turns out if you are not proactive, this can easily happen as a dog's hair transitions from a puppy coat to an adult coat. 
In our defense, we've never had a dog with, well, hair.  Of any real significance.  We're talking toy poodle here, people.  And there's something about the shaggy beast look that just fits her personality.  But this girl typically needs a bath at least once a week, and it was getting more and more difficult to brush and detangle. 
Our beloved groomer, Angel, broke it to us gently.
"The fur has to go."


There was no saving it.

Time to start over.

"It will grow back."

Not gonna lie.  We all gasped when we saw her.
That could not be our dog.
And, more importantly, without fur to grab, how would we catch her ornery behind?
Of course, it will grow out before we know it.
But for the time being, we're actually liking it. 
Miss Delilah has the most beautiful fleece coat.
Like, velvety soft.
So soft we find ourselves pushing each other out of the way just to snuggle her.
She's every bit as soft as the day we brought her home.
And, aside from the fact that she nearly drowns retrieving an animal cracker out of bowl of water, this haircut really brings out the lab in her.  She does, incidentally, play a mean game of fetch, but we're going to have to work on that "retriever" thing.
If, however, there was any doubt about it being the same dog...

Thirty seconds in the backyard with one of her treasured sticks set any fears to rest.


The only difference is that, perhaps, she can run even faster. 

Even my lens can barely keep up.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

the queen has spoken...

As I was working on the mountain of laundry tonight, Caroline walked by the laundry room and said, "You know, you always have the most work to do because you're the queen of this house. Everyone knows the queen has the most work."

I may consider abdicating my throne.

Monday, April 30, 2012

photo challenge...

Rock the Shot's April photo challenge is water.  The contest ends tonight, and somehow, I just saw it today on facebook.  I planned on blogging this much earlier in the day, but my desktop crashed, laundry happened, I ran out of puppy kibble, had to run my son to drumline, watched "Dancing With the Stars" and rescued my daughter from a freak tire incident.  It's been a long day, to say the least.

I will always love this shot from summer before last...armed with my old D50 and a 70-300 VR zoom, I waded in about knee deep and anchored my feet in the sand, watching my three oldest enjoy an uncharacterically rough surf at Hilton Head.  I think we got our money's worth out of this $20 raft we'd just purchased...that expression is priceless.

p.s.  I popped the color a tad, but, otherwise, I didn't do much to this shot in post-processing.

Rock the Shot

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Some people...

...have neatly folded laundry.

I have a neatly folded poodle.

Yes, yes, I do have better things to do.

I just don't want to do them.

Sunday, September 25, 2011

Sink or swim...

Somebody in our neighborhood made the suggestion that we let our dogs take a dip after the pool closed for the summer. Much to our poodle's dismay, our homeowners association approved it.

And Abi could hardly wait to see if our eleven-year-old pup could swim.

He set sail in three feet of way over his fuzzy little head.

I have to admit I was more than a little apprehensive that he would sink.

I needn't have worried.

He literally motored across the entire width of the pool in less than a minute.

Abi sprinted to the other side to bail him out.

Not a second too soon, from the looks of it...

Did I mention it wasn't even 60 degrees out?

Purely speculation, but I think their relationship may be treading water.

September 6, 2011

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Sunday, September 11, 2011





"The Lord is my rock, my fortress, and my deliverer;
my God is my rock in whom I take refuge,
my shield and the horn of my salvation,
my stronghold.

I called to the Lord who is worthy of praise,
and I have been saved from my enemies."

Psalms 18: 2-3

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