Me and my mutt, art-style

My dear wife Karen wins the Internet again. She spied a great piece that reminded her of how I love to pet our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle. I was politely instructed to open the package when it arrived. Floored. Thrilled. There may have been a tear in at least one of…

Doggie savings time

The clock change for spring fits cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle just fine. She chooses to stay outside on her side alcove futon way after dinner time. In the daylight. No need to call her in.

Settle down, dear dog

Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle decided round two of outside time on Wednesday morning did not merit a dash around her backyard. She chose to relax on the back deck to take in the gorgeous sunrise just above her eye level.

Paw prints prove she was there

Cherished rescue mutt Ellie B doesn’t spend quite so much time hanging out on her favorite side alcove futon during the yeah-it’s-really-winter cold. But her paw prints prove she goes in and out that door to make her way to the needed beyond.

Morning did get here fast, dear dog

Our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle seems to be as amazed as I am that we’ve been up for, oh, an hour, and the side alcove light is shining on her because the sun is only now just threatening to rise.

Now that’s a great greeting

When I returned home from my library work shift on my birthday earlier this month, our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B rushed to the front door to welcome me. She was adorned with festive headwear, thanks to my dear wife Karen. And the darn dog looked proud to be touting the message. Go figure! Made…

What sees you, Ellie B?

My attention was immediately drawn up to the rising sun, as I posted here yesterday. Then I noticed cherished rescue mutt Ellie B had not moved past her first couple of steps to the deck. I still do not know what out there drew her rapt stare.

Can’t hide from me

Sometimes our cherished rescue mutt Ellie B aka Dogamous Pyle thinks her hidey-hole between the backyard bushes render her totally invisible from the prying eye of my iPhone 8. Ha!