Showing posts with label Wild Joe. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wild Joe. Show all posts

Friday, October 10, 2014

Run Wild This Weekend!

Wild thing, I think I love you.
Joe doesn't slow down for a half hour or so after we get to the park.

Sable just can't keep up nor does she try.
Have a safe and happy weekend.

Monday, October 28, 2013

Sad Boy

I don't know if Joe is grieving for Lucy or just sad that he is wearing his bark collar again.

Monday, April 8, 2013

Going "Cujo"

 I keep telling him, over and over to leave Lucy alone.
 That she's going to go all Cujo on him but...
 He never learns.
Lucy's dark side.

Monday, April 1, 2013

He's A Bad Boy

 Don't try and look all innocent Joe.
 When are you going to learn?
 You've lived with me almost two years now.

 Yet you continue to harass and herd my girls. Sable needs the exercise but...
One of these days.

Sunday, February 17, 2013

Thursday, January 24, 2013

Monday, December 31, 2012

Hungry Eyes

My Father doesn't seem to mind that his Joe keeps a close eye on his plate.

Friday, December 14, 2012

Running Fits!

Run, run, Rudolph, Joe is what I found myself singing at the dog park as I watched.  As long as he has been living with us, he still shuns us in public.
 He does a "run by"  just so we know he's still in the park; I suppose.
He's like this for an hour or so.  Then if no new faces show up he slows down a bit.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Monday, November 19, 2012

Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Bad Dog!

Joe does a good job of ignoring me and the girls at the dog park. He does a run by occasionally but that's about as close as he gets. It's as if he's embarrassed to be around us. Little does he know that we enjoy the time apart.

Monday, December 10, 2007

Visitor From Hell

Actually this is Joe my fathers dog and he hails from the hills of Arkansas.As my dogs get older I have come to enjoy them even more. They are less destructive inside and outside as well. My back yard actually had grass all summer. Then my father has his car accident last month and he along with Joe come to my home to recoup. Joe is a mutt:the vet said possibly a Rottweiler/Doberman (yikes) mix. In reality he is rather sweet but at 7 months he is a ball of energy. He would not stop humping my girls so I took him and had him fixed at the SPCA. This photo was taken the next day and as you can see the neutering did not slow him down at all. He loves to run and now my back yard resembles the track at Belmont. When I have let him stay inside,sun room/kitchen area, he has chewed table legs and lamps wires. And I thought having company for the holidays was a pain.lol