I really should have thought to post this blog around Halloween (which hasn’t caught on in Australia – sigh). But, better late than never.
SCARY CRITTER PICS (bwaaahaha)
Maybe I’ve been watching too much Buffy. 😉
I really should have thought to post this blog around Halloween (which hasn’t caught on in Australia – sigh). But, better late than never.
SCARY CRITTER PICS (bwaaahaha)
Maybe I’ve been watching too much Buffy. 😉
Or, maybe just pathetic. What’s a good looking front, without a good looking back?
Many years ago, a peacock moved into our yard (we called him Pierre), in hopes of persuding the Muscovies to give him the time of day. He’d get in front of them, display, and they walk right by him. So, he’d have to drop his feathers, run ahead of them, and start displaying again, while the girls would just walk right on by again. This went on for months. Eventually he moved on.
Cape Barren Goslings, at that particularly “awkward” stage.
is that there is one more black spot futher back on her tongue (as far back the center spot as the center is from the first) – and there are times when Luna’s tongue is so far out, and her mouth so wide open, that you can see all three of them.
… and raise you Sparky’s tongue!
“Sparky” is a great name for a Dalmation.
If you didn’t already know, the reason they are associated with fire trucks (and beer wagons) is that fire wagons were originally pulled by horses, which would be harried by all the street curs as they raced to the scene of the fire. Enter the Dalmation, a dog that loves to run fast and for great distances, and is happy to protect horses from the harassment of other dogs.
Likewise, the Hungarian Kuvaz (a close relative of Luna’s), was breed to keep dogs from harassing the horses of their noble masters.
she must have some chow-chow in her. have you ever seen a chow with an entirely black tongue? now that’s spooky!
Pleeeeeeeeeease! Luna is a pure-bred Pyrenean Mountain Dog. No chow in her! The closest possible relationship that she would have to a Chow Chow would be through the Tibetian Mastiff. And that connection is at least 5,000 years back.
But you are right about Chow Chows (and I’ve know plenty of them – a friend of mine had the top ranking bitch in the US at one point) and their tendancy to pass on black/purple tongue spots to their mixed breed progeny.
Chow Chow, btw, roughly means “assorted other stuff” in chinese. When the dogs were first imported to the US, they were listed on the ship’s manifest as “chow chow” and the name stuck.
Their a fine and loyal dog, if kept with other Chows, away from unattended children, and if you don’t like cats very much. 😉
no offense to luna, that sweet gal!
thanks for the info about chows. i’ve known a couple of them and they were rather odd, but then what dogs aren’t?
Greetings from the Bu Girl. In her favorite fall morning spot
Coming on winter here in the Foothills of the Rockies and these moments are to be savored as they will be in short supply soon.
Peace
What a sweet face she has. And even sweeter brown eyes.
I so wish I could remember where my Jasper doggie’s pics are stored… I got kicked off of photobucket… don’t ask.
he really doesn’t know how good he’s got it!
Okay, I am feeling jealous of your dog…Any dog with their own kayak is TRULY spoiled…
it’s pretty funny. rasta hates water past his knees and had a severe panic attack when i tried to teach him to swim. but he loves kayaking, and feels right at home chillin’ in the back hatch.
Hey, I think I have the same paddle as you…
that’s a grey owl tempest. one of these days i’m going to make a greenland style paddle. might be a nice project for this winter.
Bud served as the Froggy Bottom Cafe guard dog yesterday, but was fired for sleeping on the job. These were taken over the weekend, he’s such a good pal.
Whaddaya mean, “fired for sleeping on the job?” Sleeping is the job! And who says you can’t sleep and guard at the same time? Certainly not Luna. She does almost all of her guarding while asleep.
My favorite bit is when something catches her ear while she’s asleep, so that she jumps to her feet and does a bark that’s half woof and half yelp – and usually ends up only scaring herself.
I had one Pyrenees that could do the whole get up and bark, and then lie back down without ever really waking up.
The “I’m standing, but I’m still not awake” face is one of my favorites.