as a semi-regular occurrence on scruffy dog blog, where i know a lot of followers really hope to find a scruffy face or slobbery mug to brighten their every day, i sometimes dip into the archives to take a look at a couple of faces from our past.  for those unfamiliar with this little exercise, i literally go to my catalog of clients, close my eyes, scroll up and down, and blindly click to reveal who the lucky dog will be.  then, on the page of thumbnails from their finished gallery, i blindly click again.  it’s fun to see who i come up with.

this morning it was young Rosie.  i will never forget this sweet little melonhead, as i lovingly referred to her … the second of two 5-month old bulldog pups i shot within one week back in the fall of 2009.  i had wondered if there was any relation to Marvin, my other bullpup client, but the second i held her snorty little cantaloupe-shaped dome in my hands i knew there was absolutely no relation.

this girl was an utter doll, and her images are still some of my favorites today.  you can see her full blog entry here.

second-up in the blind archive-dip is Sara.  it’s somewhat poignant that sweet, senior Sara came up after baby Rosie, as my shoot with Sara and her brother Clancy was taken in their twilight year.  in fact, their shoot was around the same time as Rosie’s.

sadly, Clancy passed away shortly after our shoot, and Sara about a year later.  their shoot can be seen here.  i heard recently, with much delight, that Sue and Richard have at last opened their hearts and  home to two new goldens.

have a great Thursday, everyone.  hug your 4-legged babies, and take them for a walk.

so, yeah … we all thought — perhaps a little naively or optimistically — that spring was here.  we could see the lawn … little glimpses of green and the promise of a new, and much-needed season.  we’d started to address the landmines in the back yard and fantasized about walks every single morning, undaunted by icy sidewalks and snowdrifts.  hell, i swear i even spotted happy little buds on the branches of some of the shrubs at the very back of the yard yesterday while staring out the back window during a business call.   again, though, it could have been my eyes — colluding with my overly-optimistic brain — playing very nasty tricks on me.

and then last night happened.  they said it would snow, but …

needless to say, the dogs were probably more surprised, as they were too busy napping to catch the weather report on the evening news.

merrick was not fond of the sudden reversal of seasons.  in fact, he hurried his pooping, but returned to the door without peeing.  poor bugger had to be sent off a second time …

i’d hazard to say we have over a foot on the back deck which was dry as a bone yesterday …

of course, i should have known already a week ago that this was going to happen … after all, that’s when i’d booked my appointment for today with Toyota to have my winter tires switched for my summers.  bad dog.

so, if anyone is to blame for this renewal of the winter season, it’s me.  sorry folks.  perhaps, to counteract this, i should drag out the lawn mower and start it up?  or wait, maybe that would only make things worse?  no, i think i should go buy a snowblower … this mess’ll melt before i even get that beast gassed up!