Sabrina and Apollo are adaptable to their environment. They can relax anywhere!
The other view:
The big fella’s mother’s funeral was Friday. We have been spending time with his family and visiting.
Maggie is very enthusiastic about meeting her long-legged cousins. After a while Sabrina had to give her a snarly smackdown and retreated to the couch. But I’m happy that Sabrina didn’t feel it necessary to chase or gnaw on her. Apollo, as usual, couldn’t give a rat’s ass.
I think she was trying to telepathically impart to me the realization that it was past supper time:
We took some time out this aft to attend a meet & greet for our greyhound group. There were six dogs there. Just at the end, this gorgeous boy came in with his peeps to get some food. Well, a LOT of food:
This is a four year old Great Dane. Isn’t he gorgeous? Monica, pay attention: this is how big they get. The man feeding him the treat is about the same height as the big fella. Big puppy!
I’ve started some black socks (am I insane?) and have been able to put a few rounds on them the past day or two. I’m hoping to pop into a yarn store tomorrow afternoon to see what will tempt me. But now, I think I need a little bit of chocolate and icy cold milk.