
decided that being in his bed under the chair was not sufficiently in the limelight. So he dragged the cushion to the middle of the floor and plopped himself down on it.
An inquisitive old fart with a camera

decided that being in his bed under the chair was not sufficiently in the limelight. So he dragged the cushion to the middle of the floor and plopped himself down on it.
This dog’s owner maybe weighs a little more than the dog, but isn’t as strong. It took a while to get them calmed down and moving in opposite directions.

Mexico, 2007. Baby Gita and an orange cat.
Gita passed away in 2019.

Replacing the ugly chain link fence with a nice wall.
He’s got sand, an umbrella…OK, lost the view into the neighbors’ yard…so it’s just like Bandido has a beach. Sort of.
The days of mindlessly barking through a chain link fence at the neighbor’s dog are rapidly becoming a memory for Bandido.

The neighbors’ dog on Christmas day. Something to do with the mescaline cactus?

This after 45 minutes of running and playing vigorously for several minutes before I decided to record it.
Which I like to do twice a year, whether it needs it or not. This involved removing empty water bottles, which I left on a lawn chair.
Apparently the dog thought it his assignment to chew them up. Every. Single. One.


“Who, me?”

When you put something on the chair so the dog won’t sit on it.