SNOW!!!!

The fluffy white stuff came down yesterday afternoon and this evening....WHOOO HOOOOO!!

I had just given the dogs some righteous bones just before it started snowing....Jack didn't trust his to still be where he left it, so he carried it outside, parked his carcass, and chewed away.

Here's Watcher making a mad dash to get under the Fir tree. What a pansy!

Ruger and Frank wrastlin'.

Stalker in Training

Quietness.

Blog?

Not sure about blogging but maybe someone somewhere will find it good reading material to fall asleep by....so, maybe not a negative.

Okay, let's start by introducing the photo of the dog in my profile. That's Jack. He was born June 27, 1997 in Mission B.C. He's what dog people ( me ) would call my "heart dog". As wonderful as Jack is, he is a problem child. But we'll get into that later.

And now me.

My name is Colleen. I live with German Shepherd Dogs. I am a slave. I am a slave. I am a slave.

I have one son. His name is Kelly. He's the best of the best ( can you tell I'm a proud Mommy? ) and is married to the best of the best women on the planet, Sumeet.

Sumeet kindly submitted to the archaic custom of marriage. Kelly is a lucky boy.

end of number 1. :)