I was starting to worry.

What soulful eyes!

Whew! DAWGZ! DAWGZ! We loves us some dawgs!

Fenway expression is poignant…and his pose is, uh, revealing….

Wembley has that, “What, that dang camera again??” glare.

IOW, just exactly what we need. Now I can sleep.

The boys seem awfully pensive tonight, Tbogg. Are you being tardy with the treats again?

Awwwww…so cuuuuuute.

I am so caught up in our election – and fighting our neocon dirtbags who are a lot like your neocon dirtbags – I forgot it was TNBBing.

They are such beautiful boys.

Every photograph of a dog in history shows the same expression on its subject, which is basically “I keep forgetting, is that thing he’s holding up in front of me something you can eat, or not?”

You know, Fenway looks just unsteady enough to be Wisconsin’s next Administrator of Environmental and Regulatory Matters. I hear the position is now open. And, it pays $81,500 a year!

Perhaps we all can think of something for the young’un. On second thought, though he does have youth on his side, I think Wimbley’s over-qualified. He looks sober and rather serious-minded. Too bad.

Have to share this…

Less than two weeks ago a video surfaced showing a circus elephant being beaten with pipes, stabbed with a pitchfork (in the face no less) and kicked in the stomach. Her “groom” was filmed doling out this treatment on 48 separate occasions. This elephant – her name is Anne – had been with this disgusting circus her whole life (57 or so years) and she was arthritic, malnourished, frail, depressed and sick. The British public – and the world – reacted with fury and in a week she was removed and taken to a sanctuary.

Today was her fourth day of relative freedom in a tender, caring environment.

This is how things used to be for Anne at Super Circus. (The shitbag hasn’t been caught yet but Interpol is on the case.)

This is how she is today.

The world of ennui
Is for tomorrow, my love.
Stare into my eyes.

Beautiful boys, T. Much needed and much appreciated.

when we brunch, we like to go to the doggies allowed on the patio place – (pay no attention to that entire menu page dedicated to single malts)

and lo and behold, Nancy showed up ! 8 months old, she had just been rescued the week before.

Bassets are the perfect accessory !

Mr cbl continued to apologize to Nancy’s people for his wife’s, um, exuberance, telling them he blamed some guy named TBogg :D

It’s formal portrait day in Bassetland.

Thank you….

They’re the luckiest dogs in the world, and they know it.
And the most photogenic. Also.

Leggy Super-model and freckle-face-n-arms!