It's a dog's life....

The desert is warming up and has driven me inside from about 10am until close to sunset. This morning, I was organizing files and came across some photos of various canine friends - mine and others I've had the pleasure to meet in my sojourns. There's something about dog people....they don't mind talking about their 4 legged family member, proudly showing off all their doggie-human traits. It's irresistible to animal lovers and an instant friend builder. You can hear tones and attitudes change for the better when people gather around these extensions of ourselves. It's a good thing.

"A dog doesn't care if you are rich or poor, educated or illiterate, clever or dull. Give him your heart and he will give you his."
~John Grogan / Marley and Me

Here are just a few shots around my favorite haunts in Southern California:


This gentleman and his long time friend take daily morning walks at Balboa Park in San Diego, CA                      
before the tourists and visitors fill the place up.

Another regular around Balboa Park - I believe her name was Elizabeth Taylor. And yes, she stayed stock still the entire time my camera was up in her schnoz..... What a star!
This was taken at Seaport Village - also in San Diego. I think people purposefully dress up their canine companions and hit the streets for us photogogglers to have some fun with... The poochie posed on command.
At the home of a friend here in my desert. Doncha love it when they bring you gifts?
Our furry family member, Toby, wistfully watching 2 of his canine buddies get ahead of him on the trail. Toby must have some kind of herding dog in him because he MUST be up front or take an arm off in trying to do so. He listens much better off leash than on when there are other people and dogs involved.  I am making him wait patiently until he walks nice on the leash.                                    He was not happy.
I love this one. Such sweet, beautiful animals - the 3 blonde ones! The couple is pretty sweet, too. This was a fun photo shoot of a different kind and just as challenging to get the 'children' to all cooperate at the same time.                                                                    Actually, they were easier than the human variety...

And of course, our Toby - again. I don't want to bore you with too many shots of this guy. Here he is helping his girl navigate a drive into town...  (©AubreyDiehlCellPhoto) Yep. He's a ham.

Norway. RIP. His favorite place in the world - on a road trip with his human....

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