Oh, dear. Barb, don't you live in Florida?
Yep. And believe it or not, we have a Great Pyr rescue group a couple of hours away from us which is where we'd probably adopt from. Two of my three dogs are large and double-coated like Pyrs and the Lab is black. Jasmine (the Lab) and Pisces (the Elkie/Keeshond mix) generally go out and cavort in the yard in the morning and in the evenings-- Mooshu isn't so much with the cavorting and only goes out to do his business before coming back in and hanging out on the tile floors. Even in the winter.
I actually have a neighbor who also has a Pyr. Is it the ideal climate for the dog? Probably not-- but I've had enough big furries to know how to help them cope and if they're already in the state and need a home? Big dogs are so less likely to get adopted than the tiny cute ones.
::is helpless in the face of puppies who need help::
Beautiful race. Did you watch the Acorn?
Boy, ABC's coverage of the Belmont sucked.
Pyrs are beautiful. I've never spent a lot of time around them, though.
I saw a man walking a newfie in the height of an NC August (95F, 95% humidity). He'd clipped the dog's fur all around the body, leaving sort of a lion's ruff and bit on the tail.
The dog looked sad, but I'm not sure if it was due to the heat or the epically bad hair day it was having.
Ha! To Perkins. I think I posted a similar title when Loki's staying was final.
Andy's pretty too.
I have put in an order for blinds. Mainly want the kitchen and bedrooms. Dining room windows I still haven't decided what I want to do, but not blinds. I toyed with cellular, but really, I need the light blocking, but I like to be able to partly see out too. So, blinds.
Doing laundry!!! And I think I'll go make dinner.
I've really got to whip at least one of the bedrooms into shape. Which means moving crap, getting rid of crap, moving stuff to basement, getting basement shelves.
I may actually be tired of spending money.
Also, since I put out the diatomaceous earth, three roaches have crawled into the kitchen to die. 2 in the basement. Uhg. I mean, yay dying roaches, BUT FUCKING DIE OUTSIDE PLEASE.
Cats are singularly uninterested.
Andy says thanks -- or something. he is a talker and a purr boy
The dog looked sad, but I'm not sure if it was due to the heat or the epically bad hair day it was having.
Oh dear. Poor baby. That haircut is just so wrong. When I've had to clip Mooshu down for his skin issues, groomers have tried to do that lion cut on him and I utterly refuse. It's like, it's bad enough I'm doing this to the poor boy, leave him some dignity, you know?
