Hot dog on hot day… this is the “Argus Fan”, he is addicted to it.
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the dailypic 3230 yr9 308 Barn Dogs
Touring some sites in CT today, in between the rain.
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the dailypic 3215 yr9 293 Lot of Dog
One on the left weighs just shy of 95lbs, the one on the left, just shy of 40lbs. Both think they are lap dogs and have absolutely no sense of personal space.
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the dailypic 3185 yr9 2614 Eye of Argus
Two years back I posted a photo of Josie’s eye, seven years back I posted one of Parker, our previous dog. So it seemed like a good day to do this shot. Unless you are Argus, who wanted nothing to do with it. The other two I was able to get a beautiful reflection, Argus, this is what I got, it is on his terms, so the light did not work the way I wanted. I will try some other time again. In the other two, you can see me, in this one all I see is the devil, a cute devil, but still…
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the dailypic 3176 yr9 254 Bath Time
Bath time for Argus.
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the dailypic 3175 yr9 253 The Attention Hounds
I have always joked, I am an introvert with a Bernese Mountain Dog – add a second, and make it a puppy. Then try to go for a walk, in a crowded area on a beautiful day. We could have paid for a year of college if we got a dollar each time they were approached. The good news is they love it, and they made a lot of people smile today.
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the dailypic 3172 yr9 250 Argus at 11 Weeks
Argus at 11 weeks, height, weight, bigger… 11 weeks today, 3 weeks home… not his best day. Or maybe it is, depends how you are measuring them. Pissed at the door on the way out to piss because I could not find a right sandal. See we have to hide all the shoes because he will eat them. I could not find any right sandals, so I had to wear 2 lefts sandals. Pissed while I was stupidly wearing the wrong footwear. Ate Josie’s food, but that is not new, that is a daily thing. Dug a huge hole, I think, to be honest I missed it, I tried to live my life for a moment or two and came back and there is a crater where there once was a mulch garden. Neither dog showed signs of being the guilty party, I even checked paws looking for evidence. I filled the hole, still wearing two left sandals and let it slide as a mumbled profanities and words that might had rhymed with “cupid steeple bet shoe bogs”. All seems calm, I went in to talk to Dan… went back out the hole was back, like a sequel, bigger and better than before. And this time he was proud enough to make sure I knew it was him. Covered in dirt, smiling ear to f’n ear, while the big dog stared at me with a tone that screamed “want to check my paws again left feet?” What else, oh yeah, he gave the big dog a black eye, well not a black eye like humans get but a scratch next to her eye that is swelled up and pink, she looks like she was punched, I am sure dog DSS will be here soon to interview her. No one is going to believe my word over that of cute little Argus… so I got that to look forward to. Broke the stone wall, have no idea how he did that, but he did, I need to fix that. Apparently 11 weeks in dog years is equivalent to a teenager on crack. Good thing he is cute.
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the dailypic 3165 yr9 243 Argus at 10 Weeks
Argus is ten weeks old today, two weeks as part of the family. He is taller than he was, he is heavier than he was. Picture a furry ham on feet waddling around, tripping face first now and then. He is a klutz, he smiles all the time, he loves Josie, he is way more adventurous than she is. He is obsessed with getting under things, which is funny since by the time I finish this sentence he will not fit under anything. He wears a Tile Tracker on his collar (square that helps you find things) since I list him in the backyard once, still have no idea where he was, he just appeared, but now I can make him play music to find him. I am pretty sure you can see him grow if you watch long enough.
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the dailypic 3161 yr9 239 Two Berners
Don’t let Josie’s face fool you, she was having fun playing with her brother. Ages: Josie 116 weeks, Argus 9 weeks. Status: still adore each other.
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the dailypic 3157 yr9 235 The Face
“Let me pose with this grass in my mouth, get my good side.”
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the dailypic 3156 yr9 234 Siblings
These two. Five days in and they are best friends. Josie was cautious (flat out not wanting any part of it) at the first meeting. The drive home was awkward; you ever sat next to a 95lbs dog in the front seat which is giving you the cold shoulder for 90 minutes. I have. Day two was better, but you could still tell she was wondering when he was going to leave. Flash to today, they are inseparable, even when they need to be. I think all we have done is gotten our dog, her own dog.
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the dailypic 3155 yr9 233 The Name Argus
There is a list in my kitchen of possible names for the new pup. Radar, Wilbur, Basil Fawlty, Finnegan, Toby Flenderson, Grizzly Adams, Vedder, Weegee, Quinn, David Bowie, Andre, Elvis, Fezzik, are just some on the board. At some point, Dan added Gus. Now Josie’s full name is Josephina Smalls the Great, so we had spice up ‘Gus’ if it was to be used to keep the grand gesture. Prince was considered, Prince Gustofer Fezzik the Giant, Prince seemed too much so it was changed to Sir, Gustofer – which we might have made up- was changed to Argus. Argus is when it all came together. Argus is a camera. One of which I have proudly displayed in my house, it was my Grandfather’s camera, an Argus C3 Range Finder from the 50’s. Dan gets to keep his first choice of Gus, I get to tie it to photography, and a prop for a puppy photo shoot is set. So today, Argus and the Argus went to the studio for some shots. Like his sister, he is a natural poser, when he is not falling off the box backward. Here we have Sir Argus Fezzik the Giant, weighing in just over 15lbs at 8.5 weeks old and his namesake, Gramp’s 60+ year-old camera, nicknamed The Brick, weighing in at 1.6lbs.
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