Brutus and I typically are not all that photogenic. Hanford on the other hand is one hellava good looking cat. Hanford loves this plant; when we all go for our daily walk he has to stop and eat this plant. He rolls around it and chews it up like crazy. I don't remember what it is called but it doesn't really matter as long as the neighbor lady keeps on growing it.

I put this one in to see if Janae' will ever actually look at my blog without me being like "Hey baby, look at this"
Here is my old dog Brutus.
He's ten and his day consists of...
Here is a poem I wrote years ago about him, I wrote it while sitting at Shadow Lake just after sunset.

‘FAITHFUL ONE’
7/10/02

I SIT ALONE
AT A BEACH
BLANKENED STARE
COOLED BY THE LAKE CHILLED AIR

NO ONE BUT MY FAITHFUL
BY MY SIDE
INTENT IVE STARE
TOWARD CLOUDS OF THE SKY

THE GRASS IS DAMP
THE AIR IS WARM
MIND IS A TWIST
NO LOSSES TO MORN

BY PINK AND BLUE
THE LAKES DIVIDE
AND MY FAITHFUL ONE
STILL BY MY SIDE

MIRRORED TREES
REFLECTION’S LOST
FAITHFULLY BY SIDE
AT ANY COST

AS SHADOWS FADE
FROM FALL OF NIGHT
CLOUDS BRING SHADE
A MOONLESS SIGHT

THE RAIN FALLS LIGHT
COLD SETS IN
STILL BY MY SIDE
BREEDS WARMTH WITHIN

THE LAKE NOW BLACK
NO TURNING IN
NO TURNING BACK
TO RUN FROM SIN

NOW IN THE DARK
I HEAR A BREATH
A FAITHFUL HEART
SO I CAN REST

ENJOY EACH DAY
WE LIVE AS ONE
LAUGH AND PLAY
TILL DAYS ARE GONE

UNTIL THE DEATH
NO BETTER RIDE
ALREADY MISSED
THOUGH BY MY SIDE