winter's end

In so many ways, it feels like we're headed into a long, grim winter, despite the melting snow, the birdsong and the snowdrops peeking through the deadfall. But the dogs have an infectious joy and a blithe ignorance of what's going on, and their antics and the fresh air they bring (in every sense) help to keep us sane and grounded.

Serenity...with a side order of spit.

Arwen should get a penalty for that one!

I gots a case of the happies!

Arwen on point with the cross-check game

how to hypnotize a Labrador

''photobumming'', courtesy of Soleil

can't fool this one.

Soleil: ''I know I left my ball here somewhere...''

Gollum:  ''Precioussssesssss...''