House of Lords

Usually, our dogs are just called Gracie and Gryffon.

Sometimes they have nicknames like Gryffie-dog and Gracie-girl.  Or Sweetie-pee and Sweetie-poo.  Or when they are in trouble, sometimes we call them by their full names, Gracie Capella and Gryffon Arcturus.

But in the fall, they become Lord and Lady Leafbottom.

Want to know why?

Take a look:



You’ve met my dogs.  In general, I think they’re nice company, but not very useful.  They don’t take out the garbage (unless you count taking it out of the trash can to eat it) or mow the grass (unless you count running around in the yard so much that all the grass in that area is now dead) or clean the house (unless you count eating any dropped food crumbs or Legos or small pieces of wood that might be on the floor).  Heck, they don’t even use the bathroom (unless you count drinking out of the toilet).

I mean, look at those guys.  Just lazing in the sunshine.

But last weekend, Chef was out of town, and these dogs knew it.  I don’t know if they understand what a suitcase means or what, but they were fully aware that he was gone and that they’d better step up their game.

“Who me?”

Yes, you, Gryffon.

Friday evening, I was just eating frozen Dollar General chimichangas and Doritos while watching TV.  But the dogs were extra alert.  At every little noise, they jumped up, ran to the front window, and barked.

Maybe they were just eager for Chef to get home, and they were hoping that every squeak and thump they heard was an indication that he had arrived.

But I kind of think they were on a mission to protect me.

Not that there’s a lot of crime in out little town… aside from having our motorcycle stolen, and the time some vandals smashed a bench we had in our front yard.  But we’ve lived in the same house for well over eight years, so that’s not so bad.

I’ve never felt afraid in our house or in our neighborhood.

But Gryffon and Gracie were on high alert, and they were going to be sure to keep me safe from anything that might be out there.

And even though I don’t really think there’s anything scary out there, it’s nice to have that extra bit of protection.  If it came down to it, would they truly protect me?  Or would they just waggle their tails and lick the intruder?

Maybe I’m dreaming, but I like to think they would protect me.

Even innocent little Gracie.

A Dog’s Life

My dogs are very busy.

Gryffon must watch out the window to keep me safe from passersby.

Like dangerous nine-year-old boys riding bikes, or sinister middle-aged women walking Golden Retrievers.  He will bark furiously to warn me of the danger.

Gracie needs to investigate what’s going on.  Sometimes that means barking at whatever Gryffon’s barking at.  Sometimes it means chewing on pieces of wood.  Sometimes it means sniffing the trash.

Sometimes it means sticking her nose at my camera.

All this work makes the dogs very sleepy.

Gryffon likes his bed — when he can get it.  Gracie is rather a brat and often tries to bully him off of it.

But Gracie also likes her crate.

And in the winter, she especially likes the spot on the rug by the fire.

Because being a dog is very, very hard work.

Camera Fun!

I got a new camera the other day.  Well, not really.  It’s one of the cameras Chef has for his business.  But it’s way cooler than mine, and since I’m adventuring into the world of photography, he offered to trade me — his awesome camera for my boring one.  What an awesome husband!

I was doing some experimenting this weekend.  Here, I was working on close-ups:






Do you know how hard dogs are to photograph?  They move around a lot!  This is the one good picture I got of Gracie:


Chef and I had to take a short road trip for his business, and there were some beautiful cloud formations along the way.
















 And a hot air balloon!  It’s amazing that I got this picture, because we were stopped on the side of the interstate with 18-wheelers zooming past.  I think the shot turned out pretty well.DSCF1344

Chef, with his amazing eagle eyes, spotted a buck in a field.  The buck was really far away, and even with 10x zoom, you can barely see him in the photo.  Can you spot him?DSCF1346  I might try to enhance this one so you can see the deer better.  Chef thinks it was at least an eight-pointer.

The camera I’m using is a Fujifilm FinePix S5200.  None of these photos have been altered or enhanced in any way — but that’s mostly because I haven’t had time to play around with that yet.  I’m not opposed to it, and will probably try it in the future.  Right now, I’m just working on figuring out good composition and whether I can adjust things like aperture on this camera.  (No owner’s manual!)

I hope you enjoy the photos.  I might make this a regular feature on the blog.