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"Hi ya Sweetstuff! You sure are cute!" While yesterday's post pointed out how dogs recognize their own breed, today's post recognizes that you just can't help who you fall for. Gun, the Tervuren, had a special interest in Juno.

"That's right, Elmer! We're on a big hunt for bad-ass twuffles! And I'm the one who'll twack 'em for you!"

The past two years have been a huge exercise of balance between limits and liberties.  The two of my dogs have different limits and knowing them is key to giving them the liberties that they've earned in a safe way.

"Princess, this train sure looks fun. I wonder how fast it goes?" "Trust me Big Boy. There's a lot more horse power in my Siberian jodphurs than that Swiss version of the TGV."

"Come a little closer Dollface, so I can get my kicks every-which way bitey." Don't be fooled readers. Juno brought this on. She flirted with this sweet gentle giant for quite some time.

I meet the nicest people, and sometimes my closest friends, when I'm walking or hiking with the dogs. From the start, you've already got something in common: sharing a passion for the great outdoors with canine companions.

It's harvest time. Fall is the beginning of an end. And yet the colors are breath-taking. Beautiful, yet final.

"Just because you heard rummaging around in the bathroom does not mean that I was involved in any criminal activities. Show me the proof."

"Princess, that chateau sure looks inviting." "That's right, Big Boy. Finally a dog house perfectly sized for barbarian ears."