"Stuff is eaten by dogs, broken by family and friends, sanded down by the wind, frozen by the mountains, lost by the prairie, burnt off by the sun, washed away by the rain. So you are left with dogs, family, friends, sun, rain, wind, prairie and mountains. What more do you want?"
Federico Calboli
Sunday, June 04, 2006
They're Here!
The first Asian tazi pups in North America, Ataika's.
How do you get those puppies on the sofa? My funny black dogs insist on using my bed as a maternity ward.
ReplyDeleteHeavy sigh ... They generally get whatever they want.
Beautiful, healthy, *fat* babies BTW!
Awwwww.
ReplyDeleteThey seem to prefer the couch-- because we & they always sit there? Their decision!
ReplyDeleteCongratulations Steve and Libby! One down and one to go... and then the pitter patter of many tine paws.
ReplyDeleteThat would be tiny paws!
ReplyDeletea message from Heidi's kids:
ReplyDeleteThey're awesome! They're so cute and the mother is really pretty.
Thanks for the pictures Steve!
Thanks, kids-- I'll keep posting more as they get bigger.
ReplyDeleteGood luck puppies!
ReplyDeletexxoo from deerhound friends and just the start of a poem in your honor:
from Vicki Hearne's "The New Hound Puppy"
"Now it is time for her name--
"Start the call. The time may come
For her job, which is to run
Holes in the palpable wind"