Wednesday Pictures ~ Molly Update

Several days ago (or was it weeks), Magdalena asked for updated Molly pictures, so today I took some. At least I tried. This critter is a bundle of motion and most of the pictures came out as nothing but a blurred streak. I did manage to get three. Funny thing is, in the two close-ups, she's squinting. And the sun wasn't even shining today. If you click here, you can see the transformation between the time we brought her home and now. She doesn't even look like the same dog! Just look at those ears from six weeks ago and look at them now! If they keep growing, she's going to look like Dumbo. Despite the ears, she's still small, weighing in at a little over 3 lbs.

Here's another shot--and she's still squinting.

Finally, I sat her in a yard chair so she would stop moving and jumping around. It turned out to be a nice profile view, but I think a drop of rain got on the camera lens because there's a smudgy looking spot near the bottom.

I had to include this shot of my dogwood tree out in the front yard. Last year it only had about a handful of blooms, but as you can see, it came out in its full glory this year.

Now I'm off to write my daily quota. Hope you all have a picture-perfect and productive day!

Devon

Little Man

This is Little Man. Yes, that truly is what we call him. But there's a perfectly logical explanation.

Four springs ago, hubby and I were sitting out back one evening when this little guy came walking out of the the woods. He came over to us and acted like he knew us and was glad to be home. At the time, he wasn't yet full grown. He had a lot of wounds and missing hair and the poor little guy was just a rack of bones, he was so skinny.

There was never any question. We took him in and took care of him. But we always figured he'd wandered away from home and had been lost for a while. For one thing, someone had gone to the expense of having him neutered. I couldn't imagine that anyone would have brought him out into the country and dropped him. Maybe his owner would eventually come looking for him. That being the case, at first we didn't feel he belonged to us. So, we didn't name him. We just referred to him as Little Man.

Time passed and no one came looking. His wounds healed and his hair grew back, and regular meals put some meat on his bones. He's an absolute sweetheart, but the Little Man moniker stuck. He and Zeb were best buddies and he grieved when we had to have Zeb put down. Then, when we brought Molly home, he perked right up. At first, we thought he might try to hurt or even kill her, but no, he fell in love with a little puppy. Now, Molly's his best buddy and they romp and play all over the back yard.

In this picture, the flash did something weird to his eyes. I wish I had a good side view of his face because he has a nearly flat profile and a tiny nose. Anyway, I just wanted to introduce you to yet another member of our family.

Devon