Snow Dreams On a 110 Degree June Day

"Oh boy...oh boy...oh boy! Let's go, go go! It's snow...snow...snow! Grrrrr....or, should it be brrrrr?!" -- Thelma & Louis

"I love it when it snows, Louise."

"Me too, Thelma."

"Where's Dukie? Let's go find him..."

"Dukie's not here, behind this Cholla cactus."

"Duke's not by the mailbox either..."

"I like it in here. You girls have fun!" --Dukie

Porch Time R & R

Water Sports

The Intersection of Work & Play

Cattle Dogs are workaholics. Thelma & Louise work, even when they play . . . and they always do it together, as a team. I get tired just watching them:







"Hey Weezy! Let's play! Whoo who!"














"Together now, let's go! "Mission control, we have lift off!"

Destination: Round pen (for round toy play, of course). Where no dog toy has gone before.

"We think we can; we think we can; we think we can . . ."

There they go . . .

God speed, Thelma & Louise!

Thelma, "No tugging allowed!"

Louise, "I'm not tugging!"

Louise, "But Capn' she can't take much more of this . . . the donut's about to blow!"

Thelma, "It's hard to believe we come from the same litter . . . Move it! Move it! Move it!"

"Turn right, Thelma . . ."

"Mission Control, the donut has landed."

That's one small pawprint for dog, one pawprint for dog-kind.

Thelma, "I love it when a plan comes together."

Louise, "Bark-blah, bark-blah, bark-blah . . . "