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Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Sweet Patience
Such a picture is only possible a few weeks after the Vernal or Autumnal Equinox when the Sun is just far enough North (or South) to stream between pine branches and directly into the dining room...
Such a sweet boy.
Really, I sometimes just want to cry when I think about how close Mexico came to being euthanized because he was considered unlikely to adapt to life outside the shelter. And here he is 15 months later, patiently waiting for me to shoot another goddamned picture before we go outside to play in the meadow where he rolls in the grass, roams, sniffs, pees on every message tree, and then runs full speed back to me when I call his name, whistle or snap my fingers.
Thanks very much to my dear friends C&D for finding Mex and Kayla.
ntodd
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Good chap!
Posted by: Arthur J. GWPDA | Apr 18, 2007 10:01:26 PM
Two six-month-old shelter kittens are tearing up my living room.
So, I know joy.
Posted by: tata | Apr 18, 2007 10:15:02 PM
okay, this is the most beautiful picture....
you are a great daddydog..Mex is lucky..especially having a transvestite/transexual sis/bro to boot
Posted by: karen | Apr 18, 2007 10:28:21 PM
Dignitude Dude!
Posted by: Sandy-LA 90034 | Apr 18, 2007 11:00:09 PM
*hugs* for Mex.
Posted by: fiat lux | Apr 18, 2007 11:15:10 PM
that's a very very impressive photo, NTodd
Posted by: plum p | Apr 18, 2007 11:33:46 PM
Awww, such a good boy.
I'm glad you guys found each other.
Posted by: four legs good | Apr 18, 2007 11:37:37 PM
That's a really great shot.
He's such a fine fellow....
Posted by: flory | Apr 18, 2007 11:40:43 PM
Simply stunning.
Posted by: jawbone | Apr 19, 2007 12:11:16 AM
What a good doggie. Wonderful rich colors, really brings out the sienna browns and oranges in his fur. Love the expression.
Posted by: ellroon | Apr 19, 2007 12:17:48 AM
You understand his nature and allow him to be who he is. Doesn't get any better than that.
Your loving portraits have helped us come to know and love these beautiful creatures. Thank you for blessing us each day with new snaps.
This one is so velvety. And it's 100% Mex. I'm sure he loves the attention.
Posted by: Lesley | Apr 19, 2007 3:10:28 AM
Awww. I know I've said it before, but me want to EAT Mex's face. And I mean that in a good way.
Posted by: C of C&D | Apr 19, 2007 8:38:16 AM
It's those incredible ears! He's a beauty.
Posted by: nancy | Apr 19, 2007 9:42:13 AM
And here's a toast to good doggies and the good people who rescue them.
Posted by: geor3ge | Apr 19, 2007 1:40:26 PM
You lifted my heart NTodd, with your beautiful photo of Mex and your beautiful praise for your Wonderful Dog. I appreciate all the photos too.
Posted by: Nancy | Apr 19, 2007 6:17:41 PM
what a great photo. we can tell what a good dog he is, waiting for you to snap it! keep 'em comin'!
Posted by: notsoccer mom | Apr 19, 2007 6:37:31 PM
who's a good boy? mex is... yes he is! good boy!
Posted by: barbie2be | Apr 19, 2007 6:45:00 PM
Good Lard, Ntodd, I didn't know about that. Mex is the handsomest fellow, and your portraits of him (and the rest of the pack) are utterly delightsome. Why was he deemed unlikely to adapt to life outside the shelter? He's the sweetest, velvetiest, unpushiest, pushover of a pupper (well, except, maybe, for Corky). I'm glad you saved his life. He's well worth it all. And, unlike a certain white-booted Lady Dogge, he does not run off and spend nights out on the tiles, scaring the shit out of his Pops and his Pops' faithful readers. Good boy, Mex!
Posted by: thepoliticalcat | Apr 20, 2007 3:32:48 AM
Actually, the former director of the shelter saved his life. Mex had been in an ostensibly no-kill place in Indiana for about a year. The Board decided they couldn't afford that any more and had Mex (amongst others) on the slate to be put down. The director was aghast, particularly when they said that he'd been in the slam for so long that he just wouldn't adapt. So in the middle of the night she grabbed all she could and drove them to a real no-kill shelter in Maine.
He was a handful at first. Took some time getting him back to full housebroken status and we're still working on "no jumping", but in just the first few weeks he'd made astonishing progress, and by six months he was pretty much totally adapted. Now we're just tweaking things. He's such a good boy.
Posted by: NTodd | Apr 20, 2007 10:30:55 AM
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