NEW BALL!!!!

Sweet Dreams

There is a large dog that lives about four houses back that hangs out in his yard in the evenings. His yard is elevated, by 24 inches of stone wall, but it is not fenced, and his yard is shaped like a giant hill. He sits at the top of the hill, and when he barks and charges the side of the yard, only to stop about a foot away, and a foot and a half ABOVE the Cotons, my kids don't particularly enjoy that.

Little Dog has come a long way in reactivity, and now rarely barks at other dogs, but she hates this block, and hyperventilates all the way down.

We're just practising.

Real Kirby

...Would like to get closer, but he just -physically- can't.

No fun Kirby pictures lately... He hurt an ankle somehow, doing some sort of Kirby something. Little bugger is too strong and tough for his own good, and doesn't even limp when he's walking or running. I only noticed because he seemed to pull back on it like it stung him for 0.2 seconds while he was chasing his spider ball, and I can feel tension in the wrist when I went to test out his entire limb. Tsk.

Shadow Kirby

Just as attentive as the real thing... with less to brush ;)

This picture is actually taken moving forward is a loose heel walking down the street. The other leads I am holding are attached to the girls who are walking behind us.

Driving home on a sunny evening. The Kirbymobile is worth a smile.

OMG! I stuck!!!

Gravy Train?

Coton Train.