Everything is wild and scary and desperate, and I needed a break.
So, photos! First, the sweetness of my snugglebug:
(img desc: Kizu, a fawn dog with goblin ears, lays her greying muzzle on my pink pants and looks up at me pleadingly, hoping for food.)
Even though I’m trapped in the house, there’s some beauty I can see:
I think the caption covers the image description, there.
And of course there’s my TimelordCat, Monte:
(img desc: A seal point Siamese mix with sable face, white whiskers and bright blue eyes is lying on a sage-colored cushion, looking up at the photographer and meowing at them.)
Another out-the-window bit of joy:
(img desc: seen through a window screen that catches the late afternoon sunlight, a very skinny grey squirrel eating a purple petunia ignores the closeness of the camera.)
Kizu stands on a sand bank in Buffalo Bayou Park with the sunlit Houston skyline behind her.
We are going to miss this view, this park, the birds, and the people we know and love here. 😢
Kizu, with her tennis ball, hides in the shadow caused by Jon’s bent legs
She loves chasing the ball, and after running for a bit she’ll find whatever lilbits of shade she can find. 💜
A few big pics below the cut.
On the 3-month anniversary of her adoption.
Mom, can you pass the salt?
(Description: A small fawn-colored dog with a purple harness chews industriously on a stick with her right paw raised, caught in the process of holding the stick down. )
I think ending the new year with a bit of obsessive dog-love is an excellent use of my time.
Kizu likes to be with both of us. Notice how her left paw is on Jon’s knee, even though her face is on mine?
Because it is always a good day for dog pics.
Kizu decided she needed to sleep *under* her braided tug rope.