It’s been a snow shower and freezing rain kind of day. Not my favorite weather, but the birds didn’t seem to mind as much as me. Lots of birds flocked to my backyard and bird feeder today. These red cardinals looked so pretty against the the winter white of the day.
I really can’t choose a favorite kind of bird, they are all beloved to me. I’ve only been a bird watcher for a few years, but I’m hooked! The more you look, the more kinds of birds you start to see! And, I love looking at them through the lens of my camera because I can zoom in and appreciate the fine details of the individual beauty of each creature.
If you are interested you can find more bird pictures under the birds header at the top of my page. You can see recent posts about my beloved pets Pal and Stripey Boy on my blog. So much to love! Aren’t God’s creatures grand?!
(4 pictures.) Pal has been my friend for nearly nine years. We first bonded as I held him close on the car ride home. My brother and I got Pal from a breeder, but we say we rescued him from less than perfect conditions. With his blue eye, he would never have been a show dog, but we didn’t care. Turns out, Pal has had to take medicine for seizures since he was a pup. He is a trooper and just carries on his merry way. He is a sweet boy, and he loves to play, eat, and sit on your lap!
Pal is a curious basset hound and follows his nose. We have to watch to make sure that he could never accidentally wander away on a mission to follow a scent or chase a butterfly!
Pal is smart and knows a lot of commands when he is paying attention. It’s certainly easy to get his attention with food!
Pal loves to be near his people. When he gazes at you with his pretty eyes, or rests his slobbery chin on your lap, you know you are loved!
Pal is a good friend and part of the family!
*posted for the daily post weekly photo challenge: friend
My bassett is hungry for more
Room on the couch he longs for
His pure heart is golden
He nudges me onto the floor!
*posted for writing 201, poetic prompt-imperfection, poetic form-limerick, poetic device-enjambment
Which angle do you like the best?
Posted for The Daily Post Photo Challenge:
From Every Angle
Since it is June and winter is long gone, I should have packed away my gloves. Instead, I left them out and they became a siren call to my pup, Pal.
Pal is a funny boy. He is lavished with attention but has recently learned he can get even more with his antics. He has started going from room to room and then walking by us with a treasure, like a sock or scarf or oven mitt or even a pair of pants carried by one pant leg with the other dragging behind. He doesn’t try to hide his behavior. He slowly walks by, shifting his gaze to make sure he has been noticed. He knows how to get a reaction.
I want to be mad, but he is just so funny that I laugh instead. Pal is a clown. He knows we will go over to him and sternly tell him to “put it down.” This will go on until he releases his grip or is bribed with a treat.
I know…I know…I am not a dog whisperer! I know not to reward his behavior. At least I have him shake my hand before he gets his snack.
Recently, my winter glove was his treasure of choice. He seemed to be thinking, “What? You don’t need this. It’s off-season.” Lesson learned…by me!
*posted in response to the weekly photo challenge: Off-Season
Here is my dog, Pal, patiently waiting to come back up the porch steps to go inside.
Since my yard is unfenced, Pal needs a lead to keep him from accidently wandering off when he is outside by himself. He is a curious Bassett Hound and his nose could lead him astray.
He loves to roam around in the yard and look for sticks. Sometimes he lies facing the neighbor’s house so he can peep into their dining room window. He watches the backyard squirrels and the neighboring dogs. He doesn’t like to be outside by himself for very long; he loves his people! When he wants back in, he barks and we answer his request.
On this evening, he seemed to be enjoying the warmer weather. I captured this photo through the screened glass window of my back door as Pal watched me watch him! He is a good boy!
After he climbed back up the steps, he got a well-deserved treat.
I have noticed Cee’s challenges and decided to join in the fun. I hope it is ok to add my buddy along with the steps theme for the challenge.
Seeing my brother pull into my driveway with Pal in the passenger seat is one of my favorite sights. My brother is my best friend and Pal is my best pup, so I always look forward to seeing them.
Today, I rushed to get my camera phone when I saw Pal peeping out the window. He seems so interested in the surrounding view. I wonder what he is thinking.
My brother is strong and smart. Here, he seems to be in deep thought. I wonder what he is thinking.
I believe I managed to capture many kinds of reflection in this picture! What do you think?
(For Lucile’s Photo Rehab Clinic, I took this picture with my i phone 5s and edited with the camera+ app. Edits included use of the portrait scene to adjust lighting, increasing contrast, straightening the shot, free form cropping and adding black framing.)
Pal is a treasure. He is six years old and is a friendly boy. He loves everyone and he loves life.
My brother and I drove over an hour away to get him when he was a puppy. We drove down some long, dusty, rural roads where we finally found the house where he was waiting for us.
We already had Pal’s name picked out, thanks to my mom, before we ever even met him. True to his name, Pal bounded right up to meet us, his long ears swaying as he ran.
We noticed Pal’s distinctive eyes, one brown and one blue. He stood out among his siblings. We knew he was the dog for us. I held Pal in my arms all the way home. We have a special bond.
Pal lives with my brother. My house is Pal’s second home so we say he is my dog too!
We didn’t know that Pal would wind up having special needs because of his seizures. We have spent countless hours researching seizure control. Pal just goes on about his happy life.
He is smart and follows commands-when he is listening! He loves to run and play. He barks with joy and occasionally shares his special Bassett Hound howl. He takes over the couch when he wants to rest and gently lays his head in the lap of his choice.
We joke that Pal thinks that everything belongs to him. We know we are his people.