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Lunch today was from Anne’s Market in Norfolk – and it was awesome. A quick ride from the house. Asked the dogs if they wanted to go for a ride, one ran and hid, the other bolted to the truck. Back roads let Argus enjoy some (limited) solo window time. To be that happy about anything.
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We took Argus and Josie to hang out at the window of the Medway Country Manor this afternoon. Trying to share the smiles that they bring us. Their Lab friend Dalton joined us. Thanks to Emily and the Manor for having us and the photos from the other side of the glass.
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Dog knows best.
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If people had faces that looked like this you could probably rob a bank and they would give you a treat on your way out the door and say “That’s a Good Boy”.
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Would you believe me if I told you one of these is not a real dog?
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93 days ago I had to put a walking cast on my left foot, I have not worn two shoes since. I have limped through 5 weddings, tons of senior sessions and plenty of other events. The fractures healed, other complications “cortizoned” and now I get to wear two shoes. Argus wanted his foot shown too.
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I was told today my ‘Movember Beard’ came in nice. Movember Beard, there are some of us that are too lazy to shave the whole year-round, not just the month of November. And came in nice – try came in pure grey. I shaved it for one month this year May, and it was hell. People would tell me my beard was gone as if I had not known this, and I had to grow it back purely on public demand. So I respect the Movember cause, but remember not everyone out there with facial hair is trying to be stylish. Some have just given up.
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These two, this is it, they just sit next to me and watch me. It never ends.
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These two.
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Just 118lbs of pure joy, we call him Argus.
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Couple shots of the big dogs. Argus and Josie.
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Happy Birthday to the 2nd born dog, Sir Argus Fezzik the Giant, today he is ONE. Weighing in at a 110lbs he believes he is a lapdog but does not believe in personal space. With his ginormous paws, his baby face and lack of neck he tends to draw a ton of attention whereever he goes. Argus has plenty of nicknames, Thunder (to Josie’s Lighting), The Kool-Aid Man, Tank, Piggie (for the constant grunting) Oaf, Fuzzy Wuzzy (as in the caterpillar, that is what he looks like from above since he has no neck) and wimp. Don’t let the photo fool you; he is the happiest, sweetest thing on 4-paws I have ever met. He thinks he is a cat, loves to crawl into spaces he really should not attempt and has these twitches he does when he wants attention, that one day might put him or one of us through a wall. His favorite place to sit is in front of the refridgerator doors if you are trying to get something out of it, if not, then anyone’s foot will do — Happy Birthday Argus thanks for being part of the family.
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