Where's my baby dog?

[webcowgirl]

I woke up this morning, earlier than usual, dreaming, disoriented. I had enough of a brain to realize I needed to do some stretches per the whole physiotherapy thing, but not enough for anything much else. And I wanted my dog to get up out of his bed and come sniff my hand like he would on a normal day, begging me for some pats since I was so clearly missing the fact that Now I Was Awake I Must Attend to the Scritching.

Anyway, here's a picture of The Dog Formerly Known As My Shadow, since I miss him. If I close my eyes and squint I can pretend everything here is the same as it was in Seattle and nothing's missing. (Clicky for big. Full series of photos available here - shots from Seaview, our favorite beach-side haunt in Washington.)



And here's a Doonesbury cartoon about Seattle, just for laughs.

Comments

[trenchwench.livejournal.com]

Awww... sweet guy. He was such a neat dog when I got to meet him. Sorry you're missing him. I take it he's living with friends?

Oh - btw I noticed that you had some unidentified vellela vellela's in your photoset. (The "weird little cases"). Vellela's are cnidarians and are a accumulation of organisms. I always explain them to kids as an apartment complex filled with different people all living together.

The common name is "By the Wind Sailor" and they are one of my favoritest things in the sea. When they are alive, the centers are usually a deep blue/purple color. They float on top of the water with their "sail" catching the breeze.

Anyway. Sorry you're missing your shadow.

[shadowdaddy.livejournal.com]

Yeah. When I was having that moment of displacement on the couch last night? He was supposed to be there, too.