Mountain Boy

And people think little dogs can't do what big dogs do... This is Henry last summer on top of Hollyburn Mountain. He gets the funniest looks from the big dog people when we're hiking. He loves it, and he must go 3 times the distance we do, because he runs ahead, then runs back and looks at us like, "hurry up slowpokes!". I try to keep him fairly close though, becasue we are in bear (and cougar!) country, and he'd make a nice, light snack I'm sure.

A few good dogs...

Warren often takes photos of the dogs in the houses that he inspects. These are a few of my faves...

Our new end table...

Yes, I'm showing off our new additions to our living room... we've been looking for months for an end table and area rug to put the finishing touch on the space. I love them! They really tie the room together, and go quite nicely with our funky 70's wall sculpture.

Needle felted Henry

New stuff

Here are some new pieces I've been working on... I'm loving the tiny collage right now... and birds too... can't get enough of them!

Henry Strip

We are all alike

I saw something today that struck me... I was walking down the street, when I saw a homeless man with a bird in his hand. He approached a police car that was parked on the street and had him roll down his window. I couldn't quite hear what was being said, but I heard the homeless man say, "It's just a baby."
He obviously found it in the alley, and didn't know what to do with it. I think the cop just told him to put it back in the alley, so I'm not sure how the story ends, but it really choked me up that this person with nothing, saw a being in need, and went to get it help.
I (sort of) know many of the local street people, because of my dog. Dogs don't judge, they love you no matter what, so I always stop and let them have a pat. It's probably the most love most of them have had in a while.
Sigh...