tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33090163883441619262024-03-06T01:47:16.272-05:00GuppersDiana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-50598983232619044592009-01-08T06:40:00.000-05:002009-01-08T06:41:36.346-05:00PET'S TEN COMMANDMENTS.1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you is likely to be painful.<br />
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2. Place your trust in me. It is crucial for my well-being.<br />
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3. Give me time to understand what you want of me.<br />
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4. Don't be angry with me for long and don't lock me up as punishment. You have your work, your friends, your entertainment, but I have only you.<br />
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5. Talk to me. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your voice when speaking to me.<br />
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6. Be aware that however you treat me, I will never forget it.<br />
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7. Before you hit me, before you strike me, remember that I could hurt you, and yet, I choose not to bite you.<br />
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8. Before you scold me for being lazy or uncooperative, ask yourself if something might be bothering me. Perhaps I'm not getting the right food, I have been in the sun too long, or my heart might be getting old or weak.<br />
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9. Please take care of me when I grow old. You too, will grow old.<br />
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10. On the ultimate difficult journey, go with me please. Never say you can't bear to watch. Don't make me face this alone. Everything is easier for me if you are there, because I love you so.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-28833562990791363182008-09-04T09:46:00.000-04:002008-09-04T09:51:28.735-04:00Max vs the FrogMax has a fascination with lizards and frogs. He has tried so many times to get a good up close look at them but of course they don't stand still for long. When he has had the opportunity he quietly lays down and just observes, studying their every move.<br />
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Last night Ken was cleaning up the patio and he heard a noise coming from the corner. After several attempts to direct the frog out the patio door with a broom failed, he grabbed a vase that we had under the potting station and captured him. Before he was safely and humanely released in our neighobrs lush tropical back garden, Ken let Max have 60 seconds to get a good close up look at the frog.<br />
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Every time the frog jumped...Max jumped <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/closeup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="420" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/closeup.jpg" width="333" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">So Max settled in for a good look</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/MaxwatchesFrog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="277" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/MaxwatchesFrog.jpg" width="420" /></a></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/frog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/frog.jpg" width="420" /></a></div>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-14206606723718067452008-08-27T09:16:00.003-04:002008-08-27T09:20:00.377-04:00More Max<div style="text-align: center;">Stopping to take a drink from the frisbee, Max looks like he's glowing! He's earned the drink after a day of playing hard on the beach<br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/maxdrinks.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/maxdrinks.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Bounding through the sea grass<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/max.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii230/scalejunkie/max.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br /></div>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-50871643475895577102008-08-18T21:50:00.000-04:002008-08-18T21:52:08.987-04:00Ever the princess<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizkdR_afmapZCt6ZuC1pGqRZp3NCdLXCqQCYDROJvRp-hRxC5Fs5-6vNisaWpDa7SPS7Fl9_IT7uQQzutXCMbGdTFBc0VljzbiDCWEiLuNmTEH9FBHKLxKzhL-XBseEFaPoTSubM2Sr3Nl/s1600-h/princess+material.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1AsONAxAQJ1MTZ7x2TeI5wAT-MgrDMmlyPZT20Ewtczei8_rMu1MerPsyExi2WWPpa3ZhJpND7pIo9S6l_5LV6uT4VqoNKu-UJ1OvRb1nfXa2YRDrny9_5lzyj8K_b3gatIGbB1MMbqZH/s320-r/princess+material.jpg" /></a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sadie sleeps on the sofa with her head on the pillow...of course. Spoiled? Nah! She's a princess and you wouldn't expect a princess to sleep on the floor would you? </div>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-41836669433928500542008-07-06T16:23:00.003-04:002008-12-10T06:26:17.271-05:00Pedicure for twoYes I've read your emails and heard your comments so here they are in all their glory, Sadie and Max!!<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /><br />Sadie showing off her pedicure and sporting the bandanna from the groomer <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCxaNMyZh0w7BifiVlTodXbAbypW8uo93Xo2uAmNaOUoeJt2UIhiCSuTuNb1DNzjNDwOebfV8nm2a1CpjFJaNiqJky54MnLXV0p5eJ1iqrLzBxdgHVLep6_BZU2E3_28pNSu6Nrkv-uNY/s1600-h/sadie+groomed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDCxaNMyZh0w7BifiVlTodXbAbypW8uo93Xo2uAmNaOUoeJt2UIhiCSuTuNb1DNzjNDwOebfV8nm2a1CpjFJaNiqJky54MnLXV0p5eJ1iqrLzBxdgHVLep6_BZU2E3_28pNSu6Nrkv-uNY/s400/sadie+groomed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219999528078330178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Max is showing off his pedicure.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3YUftABTz84oz_UgPjCrQqrWiGbnn1htgwlMoNDbRorcxyI6t82Gd0L5vAqon4rO9eUs30tvbMjqPKrtdU-nGKaYFoZcut3ZMa8VokesXrLUoojBaz4ya7qxkOiecfjxkgEMdilEMGREE/s1600-h/max+nails.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3YUftABTz84oz_UgPjCrQqrWiGbnn1htgwlMoNDbRorcxyI6t82Gd0L5vAqon4rO9eUs30tvbMjqPKrtdU-nGKaYFoZcut3ZMa8VokesXrLUoojBaz4ya7qxkOiecfjxkgEMdilEMGREE/s400/max+nails.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219999531406959346" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">I think the groomer gave them happy pills, they absolutely hated going in there but came out with smiles and happy. Max has a blue bandanna, of course :-)<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SkCgBZTmnVO-QjqYuWjlnRg7jAcGgnvuJkuL0uLcX2ewdAd5ilsMcZIQmyMfI1NntfHuMDZxGovof4jPJPcPEWnuUMejFa4luWc_rRF9OauMX73z5dbtynPD8dvoYRc80eLAOhxkFDbv/s1600-h/max+groomed.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8SkCgBZTmnVO-QjqYuWjlnRg7jAcGgnvuJkuL0uLcX2ewdAd5ilsMcZIQmyMfI1NntfHuMDZxGovof4jPJPcPEWnuUMejFa4luWc_rRF9OauMX73z5dbtynPD8dvoYRc80eLAOhxkFDbv/s400/max+groomed.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219999534690097362" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Funny how the same floor looks 3 different colors. Its probably closest in color to the top photo.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-59285384714530059592008-05-19T14:21:00.001-04:002008-05-19T14:22:59.549-04:00You give me gum gum dumb dumbDo you ever imagine what your dog's voice would sound like? I think Max would sound sort of like the Easter Island statue from the movie Night at the Museum. But instead of give me gum gum he would say, dumb dumb, you rub my belly dumb dumb. This scene never fails to make me laugh!<br /><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfj4qq_rJxA&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yfj4qq_rJxA&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-41648994004807651942008-05-08T13:48:00.003-04:002008-12-10T06:26:17.552-05:00Little Legs Big Heart<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTGm4wrbaCmiDEVbCbJFyZESQnc2cFU2VtIHMhERr3JYRso0A3jmflGgvDXz1zNyCmlI1hNoxroFcx3jhRoMMfWoS-q_015ILiKMpbPToiKT37We2F8WYpjb8DjbfwtXD5ISv28_1mJyo/s1600-h/z+max+curves.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQTGm4wrbaCmiDEVbCbJFyZESQnc2cFU2VtIHMhERr3JYRso0A3jmflGgvDXz1zNyCmlI1hNoxroFcx3jhRoMMfWoS-q_015ILiKMpbPToiKT37We2F8WYpjb8DjbfwtXD5ISv28_1mJyo/s400/z+max+curves.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198065934396485330" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdw-mS6Nnw7zJ6sNNCTLB27eu3Kfv3TYy2Niyk4IzypwbphDMw-ZCV0fBTfEwvWkzDhQ6NvPRlfJL9mfZg-9FZzBh0YABilo_cMg6PG2wMloE8E8TNQ1lfIeooqvOmjlxMOVgNYlcDQ92/s1600-h/z+Max+Charges.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbdw-mS6Nnw7zJ6sNNCTLB27eu3Kfv3TYy2Niyk4IzypwbphDMw-ZCV0fBTfEwvWkzDhQ6NvPRlfJL9mfZg-9FZzBh0YABilo_cMg6PG2wMloE8E8TNQ1lfIeooqvOmjlxMOVgNYlcDQ92/s400/z+Max+Charges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198065650928643778" border="0" /></a><br />When we take them places, inevitably someone will comment on Max's short little legs. Sometimes the comments are quite rude like "who chopped off his legs" or "what the hell happened to his legs"<br /><br />These typically come from old men. Depending on my mood for the day (how many cups of coffee have I had?) I respond with varying degrees of niceness.<br /><br />"why is he so short" I respond with <span style="font-style: italic;">"why is your nose so big?"</span><br /><br />"who chopped off his legs, he's so short" the response is <span style="font-style: italic;">"so you're calling attention to his shortness in an attempt to draw attention away from your short...."</span> and this is where Ken drags me away before I can finish the sentence.<br /><br />Whatever the case, Max is my gupper...thats part guppy and part puppy, he may have short little legs but he has the sweetest little heart.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-8284910861903611902008-04-25T09:51:00.003-04:002008-12-10T06:26:17.725-05:00Leaping Lizards<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtguOo6hSwA8Nvo1AfyoShc65n4LVQ4OQvYV6qqETzb-tKHY5y2kGLGl3n2X1CG0dceYTgsHiM7sShDJao1rCpHGejVvYhG-E2qXF-wEdFR5P6I0ndNilphBkop7R50vDzOAy9-3cEz2h8/s1600-h/z+leapin+lizards.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtguOo6hSwA8Nvo1AfyoShc65n4LVQ4OQvYV6qqETzb-tKHY5y2kGLGl3n2X1CG0dceYTgsHiM7sShDJao1rCpHGejVvYhG-E2qXF-wEdFR5P6I0ndNilphBkop7R50vDzOAy9-3cEz2h8/s400/z+leapin+lizards.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193180754090724130" border="0" /></a><br />I love the way they prance and pounce through the water with such determination and speed. All that matters in the moment is retrieving the toy...or in this case...the flip flop...and being the one to bring it back to shore and get the "good dog" praise.<br /><br />When we went to the veterinarians last week, they remarked at what a beautiful and shiny coat they have, such healthy dog fur and skin. Of course we had given them a puppy bath the night before but I have to say they really do have amazing coats.<br /><br />We've been really lucky too, not a single flea or tick even with all of our adventures into the woods to get to the gulf of mexico for their swim. Of course we use Advantix but I've heard people say their dog still gets fleas....of course that makes me start singing that song from the commercial....there ain't no bugs on me, there ain't no bugs on me, there may be bugs on some of you mugs but there ain't no bugs on me.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-42091385413954887072008-04-21T09:03:00.002-04:002008-12-10T06:26:17.930-05:00Rolling In the Sand<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrc-yTOyqAz8uwjLKRx9uXl2SK8zjPCjZonRy7sUAnRK5EbJ2U-k1nZYke7R7CVKtUSuCtUQcRNZ5UPDDhWFSBmF3lAwbBpPZ9oqWOYiL18W2TSImamrgYgygIzemrYhu57dbGz3E8uni/s1600-h/z+Max+Sandroll.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhnrc-yTOyqAz8uwjLKRx9uXl2SK8zjPCjZonRy7sUAnRK5EbJ2U-k1nZYke7R7CVKtUSuCtUQcRNZ5UPDDhWFSBmF3lAwbBpPZ9oqWOYiL18W2TSImamrgYgygIzemrYhu57dbGz3E8uni/s400/z+Max+Sandroll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191683965977238466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS9ayWC4Hmvc4iZBD6SfB2UaWu4b7Y0UcCUOSPlnzj_dxqxv4-Il76cVr8QqLIKR1vBgF34A-X2vg8sAl__WVFN9Z7PNhY4ipTVfms629pVZDcM2g-VMvu7LY6RJBE8_pehfaHmvUFOty6/s1600-h/z+max+sadie+sandroll.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiS9ayWC4Hmvc4iZBD6SfB2UaWu4b7Y0UcCUOSPlnzj_dxqxv4-Il76cVr8QqLIKR1vBgF34A-X2vg8sAl__WVFN9Z7PNhY4ipTVfms629pVZDcM2g-VMvu7LY6RJBE8_pehfaHmvUFOty6/s400/z+max+sadie+sandroll.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191683978862140370" border="0" /></a><br /><br />On this day at the beach we took a break under the shade of the mangroves. Sadie and Max took advantage of the time to really roll in the sand and get as dirty as possible. It worked! They were caked in sand by the time they finished rolling around.<br /><br /><blockquote><br /> I've cleaned things up around the blog a bit, gave it a fresh new look. The header is temporary and I'm working on a new design I hope to share within the next month...I have to fit it in with my other projects! We hope you enjoy the look of our new home as much as we do! </blockquote>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-78782135988891689512008-04-18T07:59:00.002-04:002008-12-10T06:26:18.090-05:00Determination<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPWy6cGRIZWlJQ2WOXA0QqBRLDrtZcbRN6CryeWz_Wccyyz9SHsRKDZfQKbTNJQm8bQ7URPUxepLf_TB7LTWdsCOitz2IsY6tzkmPSLH2MNcqQ1120ZETTdmkwhMQ5KYYdh5Pfm3xC6Pct/s1600-h/z+Sadie+runs+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPWy6cGRIZWlJQ2WOXA0QqBRLDrtZcbRN6CryeWz_Wccyyz9SHsRKDZfQKbTNJQm8bQ7URPUxepLf_TB7LTWdsCOitz2IsY6tzkmPSLH2MNcqQ1120ZETTdmkwhMQ5KYYdh5Pfm3xC6Pct/s400/z+Sadie+runs+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190554090047648210" border="0" /></a><br />Sadie runs through the water determined to pounce on me and give me kisses. This was one of the shots I snapped before stashing the camera for safety and accepting my wet dog Sadie love.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-32094849082847209282008-04-17T09:48:00.003-04:002008-12-10T06:26:18.334-05:00And the winner is....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuUdGFzty3OpS6uGPXkm6i2YUup-eaIa4UN-wp51Fmnb2T2whHOmWXtFZK_j84l8MYxCSoM2dA5_1HWXanJXuffhL_HXiKsfXXTemcuDykqk_wBJofSKFZaJOaMf2RTu7LAuOnzWXn80xe/s1600-h/z+Max+wins.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiuUdGFzty3OpS6uGPXkm6i2YUup-eaIa4UN-wp51Fmnb2T2whHOmWXtFZK_j84l8MYxCSoM2dA5_1HWXanJXuffhL_HXiKsfXXTemcuDykqk_wBJofSKFZaJOaMf2RTu7LAuOnzWXn80xe/s400/z+Max+wins.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190211059599651266" border="0" /></a><br />Max was the victorious one this round! Congratulations Max. The really weird thing about all of this is that when we play with a ball or the Cuz in the house, Max LOVES to chase after it but rarely brings it back. Typically, Sadie gets frustrated with him, runs over and takes the ball from him and brings it to us then looks at him as if to say "you are suppose to bring it to the humans if you want them to throw it again dummy"<br /><br />Yet in the water, Max wants to be the one to bring it to the humans. He wants to be the winner!!Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-55690753419911603622008-04-16T00:31:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:18.539-05:00So Much For Shared Victory<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2IxkFxoT5WEz9j2kOkBlZFnt_7mzKh_a_1ctgyrnwujt-h34IXJyd9wAQEsnE8MPSACkwV9pjIzjjfhjbqqfTF_GfAOCGC9r_f5htFe8qdyqne9ESmhEFJ3t0reaIywv5ctUUYcKl_tQ/s1600-h/z+mine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk2IxkFxoT5WEz9j2kOkBlZFnt_7mzKh_a_1ctgyrnwujt-h34IXJyd9wAQEsnE8MPSACkwV9pjIzjjfhjbqqfTF_GfAOCGC9r_f5htFe8qdyqne9ESmhEFJ3t0reaIywv5ctUUYcKl_tQ/s400/z+mine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189696655661576610" border="0" /></a><br />Once back on dry land the great debates begins over who gets to bring the spoils to the human for the next round of "retrieve the flip flop"<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-12413677730757027662008-04-15T08:37:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:18.927-05:00Sharing The Victory<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ax0jjpJ2N-gNYXIctffGg9yF3VueY3TbmeCro_3_f_uTBo6QPp99aXuTMIde2nicizUUZAiHG4c8gmM8Wq8M4MciANnKmwu_DKAFQTTlmY54S4fLBLsqhKYh6wR_z1T1YsCdhJHRvfa5/s1600-h/z+shared+victory.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2Ax0jjpJ2N-gNYXIctffGg9yF3VueY3TbmeCro_3_f_uTBo6QPp99aXuTMIde2nicizUUZAiHG4c8gmM8Wq8M4MciANnKmwu_DKAFQTTlmY54S4fLBLsqhKYh6wR_z1T1YsCdhJHRvfa5/s400/z+shared+victory.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189450828913422674" border="0" /></a><br />Its hard to see but in their mouths is a black flip flop that we used for a toy for them to retrieve in the water. No matter who gets to it first the other will grab on and help bring it ashore.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQj4khlXd8ecSruLc5wPlvUgpND8odMAd5XKTzJqOzqi7jrJ2zAKHazao8jwlv4S0nbqVSijivfN6nku0KqyKA33m6ajThLb-VzEZhVj7xQtaVx4AK1C__xj2MEu7PQzofVzQVAcqDY7tc/s1600-h/z+shared+victory+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQj4khlXd8ecSruLc5wPlvUgpND8odMAd5XKTzJqOzqi7jrJ2zAKHazao8jwlv4S0nbqVSijivfN6nku0KqyKA33m6ajThLb-VzEZhVj7xQtaVx4AK1C__xj2MEu7PQzofVzQVAcqDY7tc/s400/z+shared+victory+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189450618460025154" border="0" /></a><br />Even when they reach the shore they both still hold on, wanting to get credit for retrieving the object, sharing the victory all the way!Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-77402461394726065922008-04-14T08:38:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:19.094-05:00Is she snorkeling?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNEEE_sEgw0ZmqFb_1X6UWjcePE2FX3iDaGsHSrUmhyRrqtoyqcP_Vnl6Fr8MMGHSEzYkiIN96iXDvuK9dr37iFNnkECJn1SsPpD2QT_tJQx04DWlfJYtz-G1f-UgDt-BLOYRWFY3zDX18/s1600-h/z+nose+first.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNEEE_sEgw0ZmqFb_1X6UWjcePE2FX3iDaGsHSrUmhyRrqtoyqcP_Vnl6Fr8MMGHSEzYkiIN96iXDvuK9dr37iFNnkECJn1SsPpD2QT_tJQx04DWlfJYtz-G1f-UgDt-BLOYRWFY3zDX18/s400/z+nose+first.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189079829638394162" border="0" /></a>Thats Sadie with her head under the water looking like she is snorkeling. Actually in a way she is, she has reached the toy first and in her rush through the water she has pushed it down under the surface and has to retrieve it, its all part of the game!<br /><br />You can see the water flying from Max's back legs as he kicks hard to try to catch up. They are very competitive but do a great job sharing.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-64386404719925337042008-04-11T09:39:00.002-04:002008-12-10T06:26:19.239-05:00A happy Max<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOKhs_e_3cbKXO2AJz-bbEEb9clDTSzjJITIM0Rm6GqO3RE9rrTxSsbEEpjIlsT8FR-ZHmBhWremMHm04p1jI1BSxn_OximORE2tT4Oeg7KPHayqPEFh9Mkls7wLUwEYT8W4ESHSZQB38/s1600-h/z+Max+smiles.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnOKhs_e_3cbKXO2AJz-bbEEb9clDTSzjJITIM0Rm6GqO3RE9rrTxSsbEEpjIlsT8FR-ZHmBhWremMHm04p1jI1BSxn_OximORE2tT4Oeg7KPHayqPEFh9Mkls7wLUwEYT8W4ESHSZQB38/s400/z+Max+smiles.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187982024737233618" border="0" /></a><br />When Max gets tired of running around and playing or when Sadie is getting the better of him, he has a habit. He runs to me, runs through my legs, around to my side and then gives it a shake covering me with water. If Sadie is in pursuit, he will run through the legs and around the side and jump up on my leg as if to say pick me up, and protect me. He will also do this when he is feeling shy or tired. Just like a little child, he runs to his Mom.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-24403525241322247742008-04-10T10:26:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:19.376-05:00Waiting to give chase<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjis73g4IHdqaJjOaQ9RuAB17PyV-swDnB4iuAKVM9D1zVECBlUOAf36p3Cns2rywiagi8uIbn3akYH9fDU0OAE1tJi5ZC0hmGsO6jgRcl1JeBpS0T_dsqajgQo1YXfOySrD7GWvMjh3r0G/s1600-h/z+waiting+to+give+chase.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjis73g4IHdqaJjOaQ9RuAB17PyV-swDnB4iuAKVM9D1zVECBlUOAf36p3Cns2rywiagi8uIbn3akYH9fDU0OAE1tJi5ZC0hmGsO6jgRcl1JeBpS0T_dsqajgQo1YXfOySrD7GWvMjh3r0G/s400/z+waiting+to+give+chase.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187623021305862850" border="0" /></a>Max is in the back, Sadie is in the front. They are looking back at Ken waiting for him to throw the toy into the water so they can chase after it. Two wet and happy dogs!Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-18763595560474807162008-04-09T11:11:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:20.397-05:00Give It A ShakeFrom the time Sadie and Max were little I taught them to shake off the excess water on command. From the bath tub, the sprinklers, the swimming pool or the gulf of mexico these two LOVE the water.<br /><br />In this photo series, Sadie came running up to me soaking wet and I said the magic words "Give it a shake Sadie" and she obliged! These photos captured the action of her shake and I just love the faces she makes during the shake and how sweet her face looks in the last photo as her ears sail back down into place.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzKTSflaimotxEHjDDFuVI5KViVxslWc4QYVjAWTqFwjdnqdWFdgUFe8KL55Ool_7dUH3HU7ZEBuVWMzNxz6UGvpoIKNKEtANsAdXfVhrml7-Fn8gcsuTt1ADCSQUwlU2vtAQzM9MJ72l/s1600-h/z+the+shake+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBzKTSflaimotxEHjDDFuVI5KViVxslWc4QYVjAWTqFwjdnqdWFdgUFe8KL55Ool_7dUH3HU7ZEBuVWMzNxz6UGvpoIKNKEtANsAdXfVhrml7-Fn8gcsuTt1ADCSQUwlU2vtAQzM9MJ72l/s400/z+the+shake+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187263719858257458" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgFJ8ZZTQ1A2IFi131G9lrr7bSrOslAbk1bnogUWjrelEyF8-J2-LkUQUmnSdGPd4PZl9R-lhyphenhyphenhNR5kS7qmanseeDQ_cgzNGCMFFffpJ_qEr-PH3Y8Vl4EpoUB8FVAcGqHXn2cr4j39oW/s1600-h/z+the+shake+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYgFJ8ZZTQ1A2IFi131G9lrr7bSrOslAbk1bnogUWjrelEyF8-J2-LkUQUmnSdGPd4PZl9R-lhyphenhyphenhNR5kS7qmanseeDQ_cgzNGCMFFffpJ_qEr-PH3Y8Vl4EpoUB8FVAcGqHXn2cr4j39oW/s400/z+the+shake+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187263715563290146" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FlyTS_3bc3Bb3fs1WDMSleqyRy2b51cdmu2H1dXrbi-kOGE8JmJwh9O3osO-Ay01jBarLI2AnA-aFZStFDM09p0QFHaOcz29B6nBkZtxPSaJfBiz3nOOHxqEnVgN22p7NnxbfsgaQxqY/s1600-h/z+the+shake+3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5FlyTS_3bc3Bb3fs1WDMSleqyRy2b51cdmu2H1dXrbi-kOGE8JmJwh9O3osO-Ay01jBarLI2AnA-aFZStFDM09p0QFHaOcz29B6nBkZtxPSaJfBiz3nOOHxqEnVgN22p7NnxbfsgaQxqY/s400/z+the+shake+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187263711268322834" border="0" /></a>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-81649079027962865682008-04-08T08:53:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:20.563-05:00Speedy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6r9yjEK0ojIvSnNyn-VohYH-BRs193w0u3eDsXIxC_xbt8mQudhptGdQbc6a0nbqiPjouqyJE-OV-DfTBuygIfX3nintBMQcnZvRuTty48iIh5kOfEGz44df-o1fHOg7b5pYjC6MYA8zp/s1600-h/z+Max+Charges.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6r9yjEK0ojIvSnNyn-VohYH-BRs193w0u3eDsXIxC_xbt8mQudhptGdQbc6a0nbqiPjouqyJE-OV-DfTBuygIfX3nintBMQcnZvRuTty48iIh5kOfEGz44df-o1fHOg7b5pYjC6MYA8zp/s400/z+Max+Charges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186857158254018034" border="0" /></a><br />Max may have short legs but he is FAST and an excellent swimmer. While Sadie is usually faster because her longer legs get her off to a faster start, Max has the bushy tail advantage that helps him paddle through the current.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-40026960606026284012008-04-07T08:49:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:20.798-05:00Bitch Slap<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmS9QYRHanEALWlzEj8Fp5W1Bvicsv1re20ucvNpwziF8uX4Xl1NPZE41gpixA7mvsUCYecBg0ei8zEzAM2r7tCFaJP-hIAHLhdN0SEezEh2SC8aHTaISSWbDGXuwNH0l6B8AsQDOJJ5Yn/s1600-h/z+the+bitch+slap.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmS9QYRHanEALWlzEj8Fp5W1Bvicsv1re20ucvNpwziF8uX4Xl1NPZE41gpixA7mvsUCYecBg0ei8zEzAM2r7tCFaJP-hIAHLhdN0SEezEh2SC8aHTaISSWbDGXuwNH0l6B8AsQDOJJ5Yn/s400/z+the+bitch+slap.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186485102417034722" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sadie and Max started playing in the water, presumably to determine who would get to claim victory and bring the toy back. They were moving so quickly and honestly I don't think I could have snapped this shot if I was trying but the title says it all so perfectly. You can see the water flying from Max's paw on the other side of Sadie's face. Don't feel bad for Sadie, she has been on the giving end of the slaps just as many times. </span>Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-57685242951446831582008-04-04T09:13:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.203-05:00Chasing Dinner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscAgzCihp0A9lKnwwnopLh1u5pvxugWcewsD6Rusrx-1lKE-OAh8PcI__QUwbFHrh4skoWkbDkbUjhlEYOQU7PRpJOHRgyq_5xqLwEhwGCJ3eDOvNL7BW4ruTtzahxa-WshBHhNkjV8fW/s1600-h/z+chasing+dinner+1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhscAgzCihp0A9lKnwwnopLh1u5pvxugWcewsD6Rusrx-1lKE-OAh8PcI__QUwbFHrh4skoWkbDkbUjhlEYOQU7PRpJOHRgyq_5xqLwEhwGCJ3eDOvNL7BW4ruTtzahxa-WshBHhNkjV8fW/s400/z+chasing+dinner+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185378078891457778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj8N0h4iMaRJhZF9yjyrAZ0qKf_9WYGIS3nl1w7S4yVkZFXkB-wO8hCfpPVmun0_yRitrjp2EajwtqRvTDyw2Fe72QNk4tDpgjbtOQjjxj8MHQ8hXlkb6nEQA-qN7b3r-00HdgvVJ1vUe/s1600-h/z+chasing+dinner+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgtj8N0h4iMaRJhZF9yjyrAZ0qKf_9WYGIS3nl1w7S4yVkZFXkB-wO8hCfpPVmun0_yRitrjp2EajwtqRvTDyw2Fe72QNk4tDpgjbtOQjjxj8MHQ8hXlkb6nEQA-qN7b3r-00HdgvVJ1vUe/s400/z+chasing+dinner+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185377911387733218" border="0" /></a><br />When we went to the beach, we didn't intend to let them play in the water but it was so warm and the LOVE the water so we let them and they never hesitate to jump right in.<br /><br />We didn't bring their usual toy so we used the first toy they learned to retrieve from the water, a flip flop! In the second photo you can see the splash of it hitting the water as they bound through the surf to chase after it.<br /><br />Occasionally they will see a fish jump from the water and chase after it too....Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-67072417708808109202008-04-03T09:33:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.362-05:00The Flying Dog<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjegnIDVWXvwfAqoKfxu9j8d36PryI199AXzx63e20p8yELeQfkmzIS9j0Xmj1L1fW8LZ9WVJMV5zlx8CcvQ5GPxFxo7Tgz5Yov0JcvKJhTVWaGf8KXBaYbBNiamJXzLbaPf4MmS52yIlY4/s1600-h/z+sadie+desktop.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjegnIDVWXvwfAqoKfxu9j8d36PryI199AXzx63e20p8yELeQfkmzIS9j0Xmj1L1fW8LZ9WVJMV5zlx8CcvQ5GPxFxo7Tgz5Yov0JcvKJhTVWaGf8KXBaYbBNiamJXzLbaPf4MmS52yIlY4/s400/z+sadie+desktop.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185011967289212114" border="0" /></a><br />I LOVE this photo of Sadie. She looks like she is in flight across the water as she chases after her toy.<br /><br />We spent a wonderful day at the park yesterday and over the next few weeks I'm going to share many of the photos! Its April, consider this your Sadie and Max - The Spring Break EditionDiana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-33999904398391494892008-03-31T10:18:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.541-05:00It freaked me out the first time I saw it<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNPBU-VE0DtIskpCeYbRJ_ovNeQtLg1XJ5_jArba9OpBJS7luzQoa4BKrVPpkRGA7bgTTBfm59J5bvf7wDwSTSz274_RjgruvsYk5T-AhJ26r5rHqz0Ix35U3ycff5OHLRlJtJyRp-a7L/s1600-h/MaxSleeps.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCNPBU-VE0DtIskpCeYbRJ_ovNeQtLg1XJ5_jArba9OpBJS7luzQoa4BKrVPpkRGA7bgTTBfm59J5bvf7wDwSTSz274_RjgruvsYk5T-AhJ26r5rHqz0Ix35U3ycff5OHLRlJtJyRp-a7L/s400/MaxSleeps.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183910342537526434" border="0" /></a><br />The first time I saw Max sleep upside down in his den like this, I thought he was dead! I know there are people who don't agree with crate training but it was the best way for us to housebreak two dogs at once and they grew to love their crates...erm DENS, we call them their dens because dogs sleep in dens and it sounds so much nicer than crate LOL.<br /><br />At night we put them in their dens and close the doors so we can get some sleep but during the day, the doors are left open and they both wander in and out of them to sleep during the day. Max is often found asleep in his den just like this.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-14905323200962174182008-03-28T08:32:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.633-05:00Basking in the sunshine<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxdNG8wImvZDlH_2brGj6ATZBA6aTP9Uj0g3XF3LmhVxuqaxs5mR4PaQwmKKJgrz5xGJcuNOSdXiswIjsMaXUK9oim6m7WKVvwsRrUb_IyzXMiaDUXnQ6AriEaxpHWMBNdKX7r-mYWvEu6/s1600-h/zMaxSunshine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxdNG8wImvZDlH_2brGj6ATZBA6aTP9Uj0g3XF3LmhVxuqaxs5mR4PaQwmKKJgrz5xGJcuNOSdXiswIjsMaXUK9oim6m7WKVvwsRrUb_IyzXMiaDUXnQ6AriEaxpHWMBNdKX7r-mYWvEu6/s400/zMaxSunshine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182769719482793042" border="0" /></a><br />In the middle of the woods, Max manages to find the most sunny spot! How typical for this little black furball of happiness!Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-23862789664124112008-03-27T08:55:00.000-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.736-05:00Far more civilized<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIg-jMyIIMJwfxIp2Z_Fp3hpA_W0nqZM0qHB1f54BYHPSO6nImVJpIcAQrXXyI4kJXVpS3rqMLapUG9A3pqwwxEMprkdC-0v3Mdtaauw43pvrh_AR0x0xRK-vBRM0aO9Sk4IyZfSq6pVQJ/s1600-h/zsadieInWoods.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIg-jMyIIMJwfxIp2Z_Fp3hpA_W0nqZM0qHB1f54BYHPSO6nImVJpIcAQrXXyI4kJXVpS3rqMLapUG9A3pqwwxEMprkdC-0v3Mdtaauw43pvrh_AR0x0xRK-vBRM0aO9Sk4IyZfSq6pVQJ/s400/zsadieInWoods.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182404552773352514" border="0" /></a>Its hard to believe that two dogs could be so different! Sadie is shown here lounging during our break while walking in the woods. While Max wanted to explore the woods around us, Sadie was quite content to lay within sight of her humans. She is a creature of habit and doesn't like to be outside unless her humans are close by.Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3309016388344161926.post-61411243020885843472008-03-26T09:13:00.001-04:002008-12-10T06:26:21.893-05:00Great Explorations<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRYa5-Vow4MF1uJUo5oHtsHiH6PgU40WVXQ-C4dhElRmu2jDdAiU4WIKcnDnRJmPvvitsDIWC6jRoQUu_0hJOtp0gu1zpZwcyGVHFd3FTCqAQtyA5El0Ncaw-oikDq9x1bQ4f-iJNjeTa/s1600-h/zmaxinforest.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCRYa5-Vow4MF1uJUo5oHtsHiH6PgU40WVXQ-C4dhElRmu2jDdAiU4WIKcnDnRJmPvvitsDIWC6jRoQUu_0hJOtp0gu1zpZwcyGVHFd3FTCqAQtyA5El0Ncaw-oikDq9x1bQ4f-iJNjeTa/s400/zmaxinforest.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182038063213984786" border="0" /></a><br />Max is the explorer. He explores the back yard daily just to be sure no one is in HIS territory. The other day when we went on a hike and stopped for a rest, he had to explore the woods around us. The silence of the day was broken by sounds of us saying "Maxxxx, come back here!"<br /><br />He has that "I've been busted look on his face"Diana Swallow http://www.blogger.com/profile/06617104284642930333noreply@blogger.com1