Help keep me alive and working! My only income comes from my writing and having adventures; so help keep me going even at 74 and with Parkinson’s.
“Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?”
–Federico Calboli
Oh, the expression on their little doggy faces are priceless. This photo made my day.
I don't think my dogs would forgive me if I took pictures of them courting.
Of all the photos I sent Steve, this is the one he decided to post! Seeing it here cracked me up.
I guess no one cares about Tavito's male ego?
Shiri
At least they're not bulldogs.
or porcupines!