From the category archives:

Pack of dogs

Olympics? What Olympics?

by Kathi D on February 15, 2010

The Olympics, Toddlers and Tiaras, The Westminster Kennel Club show. Just too darn many things competing for TeeVee time this week.

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We interrupt this organization binge

by Kathi D on February 10, 2010

I’m not dead under a pile of rubble. I actually have some “after” photos to share. But first, look who was on The Early Show! Bonnie, Brooklyn, and Barkley’s personal photographer!

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Wow, is Thanksgiving over already?

by Kathi D on December 1, 2009

How did that happen? And, wait, it’s December?
Here’s how our Thanksgiving weekend went. Cousin Poppy (Not Her Real Name) the vegan visited, along with her new best friend Charlie (His Real Name), not a vegan. Charlie needed a new home this year and Poppy (Not Her Real Name) needed a new friend, and they both [...]

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They really like each other

by Kathi D on November 25, 2009

There must be a special bond between littermates. Bronco and Bonnie were always close, but not this close.
Bonnie can occasionally be found near Brooklyn or Barkley, but more often she prefers to be left alone.

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Here’s your problem, lady

by Kathi D on August 17, 2009

Picking favorites to be printed out of 250 or so shots. Curse those indecision genes. And that darn Amanda Jones with her crazy awesome photography skills.

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Taking the dogs to be shot

by Kathi D on August 14, 2009

I have been trying to think of a way to write about this adventure without making it seem like we are the kind of people who have portraits made of their dogs. Unfortunately, we are that kind of people, and there’s no way to sugarcoat it.
That’s how we ended up in San Francisco a couple [...]

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The other (other) white meat

by Kathi D on August 9, 2009

Now that I am evidently going to be treated to a ready supply of these, delivered right inside the house to boot, I need some recipes.
Anyone? Anyone?

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The face of a killer

by Kathi D on July 21, 2009

It was just too damn quiet.
The pups were playing outside, and I suddenly realized I was not hearing insane yapping of a sort to wake the whole neighborhood, so I sensed something was awry. I opened the back door, and there stood Brooklyn with what my lying eyes desperately hoped was a rag, but what [...]

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