Upstairs

I think we have a good mix of pics this week. Not too Shep heavy; not too Simon heavy.  

Our first trip to BowWow Beach this season. 

Big guy poked the beast. Shep had that Great Dane crying all the way back to his mama. 

Pussy. 

I was hoping he'd pounce. He wussed out. 

Pussy. 

Shep's monolith. 

He likes that nylabone and it's almost always upright. 

We met my sister - and Bailey! - at BowWow Beach too. 

We waited till the hottest day to do it. 

Bailey was herding a dog who ran over her. She was unhurt but did not take it well. She stalked the dog so badly we had to leave. She didn't even pay any attention to Shep - though I think he was grateful for that. 

Bros. 

Simon is the M.C. Escher of cats......or something. 

Song by: Gene Loves Jezebel