Photo/s of the day.
Feb. 17th, 2010 08:52 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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This one reminds me of riverdancer for some reason. Lol. We did this at around 8.30am, it's humid, warm and overcast already in the hills, blerh. I got some rocks, got my camera, called Moet outside and said 'do you want to catch some rocks?' Clearly, he did.
Realistically though, we could call this game; 'do you want to miss some rocks?' Because man, he totally misses! Not always, but man!
I love how pointed his toes are in this one.
And in this one.
In this one, I was like 'WTF are your back legs doing, Moet? Seriously.' I mean. LOOK. AT. THEM. Also, Moet will do seriously dangerous jumps to get the rocks. Today he did a backwards, sideways jump and landed with a hard THUMP on his side, on our paving. He looked at me like 'that was graceful, right?' (not a paw to be seen in the landing, mind you). And then he got up and kept going. He plays this game with such abandonment I have to make sure I don't do stupid throws. Inevitably, I do. Like this one.
And this one. Look at that athleticism man! I wish I'd gotten this one in perfect focus, and didn't have a crappy garage and bins behind it; because otherwise I'd have put it up on DA.
I love how he puffs up his little cheeks. When they fall to the ground, he picks them up and holds them in his paw, and then sniffs them, plays with them, and so on. As always - he never plays with these unless someone plays with him. Otherwise, they are just 'rocks.'
I love my boy.
ETA: Now that he has had someone play with him, and talk to him, he is conked out on the sofa - exactly where I sit - curled up and sleeping. Awwwwww.
This one reminds me of riverdancer for some reason. Lol. We did this at around 8.30am, it's humid, warm and overcast already in the hills, blerh. I got some rocks, got my camera, called Moet outside and said 'do you want to catch some rocks?' Clearly, he did.
Realistically though, we could call this game; 'do you want to miss some rocks?' Because man, he totally misses! Not always, but man!
I love how pointed his toes are in this one.
And in this one.
In this one, I was like 'WTF are your back legs doing, Moet? Seriously.' I mean. LOOK. AT. THEM. Also, Moet will do seriously dangerous jumps to get the rocks. Today he did a backwards, sideways jump and landed with a hard THUMP on his side, on our paving. He looked at me like 'that was graceful, right?' (not a paw to be seen in the landing, mind you). And then he got up and kept going. He plays this game with such abandonment I have to make sure I don't do stupid throws. Inevitably, I do. Like this one.
And this one. Look at that athleticism man! I wish I'd gotten this one in perfect focus, and didn't have a crappy garage and bins behind it; because otherwise I'd have put it up on DA.
I love how he puffs up his little cheeks. When they fall to the ground, he picks them up and holds them in his paw, and then sniffs them, plays with them, and so on. As always - he never plays with these unless someone plays with him. Otherwise, they are just 'rocks.'
I love my boy.
ETA: Now that he has had someone play with him, and talk to him, he is conked out on the sofa - exactly where I sit - curled up and sleeping. Awwwwww.
