Cheeky monkey.
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Showing posts with label Cute. Show all posts
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Cheeky monkey.
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Tils, probably thinking about Tony again.
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Daily Dose of Cute
Yesterday, Dudley had to go the vet for some dental work. Greyhounds have notoriously terrible teeth, so he needed to get a deep cleaning and have any rotten teeth removed. They have to be put under anesthetic for this procedure, so I was a nervous wreck all day yesterday, waiting for the call that he was okay. He came through fine—and only had to lose two little teeth in front, which is pretty great for a greyhound about to turn 5. Yay!
When I brought him home late yesterday afternoon, he was soooooooooo stoned, lol.
"What planet am I on?"
Zelda, for all her gentle empathy when I am sick or hurting, greeted Dudley like a bulldozer at the front door upon his arrival. She figure-eighted underneath his belly around his wobbly legs, practically knocking him down, and rammed his sore jaw with her grinning head. As I tried to help an indecisive Dudley make his way to a comfy spot on the couch, Zelly ran and jumped into every space I cleared for him, spinning in circles. She could not contain herself.
Eventually, she calmed down and took position on the floor beside where Dudz finally laid down on the couch, keeping watch over her groggy brother.
"DUDLEY'S HOME! IT'S A DAY!"
These dogs. ♥
Dudley, of course, is already back to his usual self. By which I mean: Eating everything in sight between naps.
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Daily Dose of Cute
Dudley: Just a giant dog, hanging out in my living room.
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Sophie. "Don't even think about getting up, Two-Legs."
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Zelda, just sitting around being happy.
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Livsy, being ridiculously adorable.
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Dorito Ears at attention.
I have almost certainly mentioned before that when Zelda wants to be pet, she curls up beside me and nudges my arm with her nose. Pet me, Two-Legs! Because I usually sit on the couch in a place where she snuggles up to my left, and because her bed is to the left of my desk, it's usually my left arm that gets the nudge.
For a few days, my left arm has been really sore, after being tattooed. I have no earthly idea how Zelda knew this—neither of the dogs seemed the slightest bit interested in it after briefly sniffing at the ink upon my return. But she did know, and took to gently licking my arm when she wants pet, instead of giving me a nudge.
This morning, my arm was starting to feel better. Zelda knew that, too. The nudging has returned.
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Photo of the Day
From the Telegraph's Photos of the Day: A baby monkey, a lion cub, and tigers cubs play at the Guaipo Manchurian Tiger Park in Shenyang, China. [Reuters]Squee!
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The Pooch.
Snapped while Dudley was chilling on the ottoman while we were watching an episode of Dogs 101 on Animal Planet. Hence the graphic on the TV behind him.
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Zelda and Sophie keep an eye on things.
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Livsy, furry little bowling ball, asleep in her bed.
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Zelda, chilling on my lap last night. Happy dog is happy. "It's a day!"
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The puppies do their best American Gothic.
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Sophie, greeting me in the morning at the bottom of the stairs: "RUB MAH BELLEH, TWO-LEGS!"
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One of my favorite pictures of Dudley, taken last fall.
Today is the three-year anniversary of our adopting Dudley. He is totally the fucking best. There are precious few things I love in the world as much I as love his goofy face.
I remember the day that he came to live with us, his foster dad (who's also the president of the organization from which we adopted him) was supposed to bring him by in the evening. He called in the afternoon and asked if he could drop him an hour earlier than we'd originally said, because he had another interested adopter who wanted to meet that night. Naturally, I said that was fine.
But I was petrified. Dudley was now going to arrive a half hour before Iain got home from work, instead of a half hour after, and, until I realized I'd be on my own, I hadn't realized how much I was counting on having someone else there with me who didn't know what the fuck they were doing either, to receive my looks of overwhelmed panic.
Dudley was handed off to me by his wonderful foster dad at about a quarter to six. He looked up at me with fearful eyes, and I probably looked back with approximately the same expression. "Welcome home," I told him. We walked into the house and I showed him around. "This is your bed. Here's your food and water. Are you thirsty?"
After the tour, we went out on the front porch and waited for Iain to get home. He pulled into the driveway and got out of the car with a big grin on his face. "We have a dog!" he exclaimed.
We have such a dog.
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And if you're more inclined toward kitty snuggles, Sophie the Virtual Therapy Cat has got you:
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Lord Dudlington
You can't see it in this picture, but his grody beef tongue was hanging out and draped across the chaise, too. For maximum silliness, obvs.
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It's a bird... it's a plane... it's SUPERZELLY!
Y'all, this dog is so fucking cute 24 hours a day, I don't even know what to do. [Full Disclosure: I do actually know what to do. Give her ALL THE SNUGGLES FOREVER!]
I read a criticism of Shakesville a long time ago, which centered eyerolling about how I constantly post pictures of "that ugly dog." It has hung with me, not because I care if someone doesn't think Zelda is cute, but because the othering of Big Black Dogs is a Thing in the World, which devalues their lives. It's part of the reason that Zelly was on death row when we met her.
I do talk about how cute Zelly is because I love her, but also because I value her. (And because I valued the three all-black cats who have lived their lives with me, and all-black cats are judged by a similar prejudice.) I have seen this ugly dog settle into her new life in a way that makes our lives better; I have seen her manage her fear of other dogs to welcome visiting dogs into her home; I have seen her be gentle with children barely taller than she is and with adults who were fearful of big and/or black dogs. She is brave and indomitable, and she reminds me to be happy every day because IT'S A DAY!
She is a super dog, and a superdog, and I am the conveyer of her teaspoon.
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Sophie, being all sophslike.
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