Dog vs Bicycle

Dog vs Bicycle

Before dogs, I used to love cycling. I had this image in my head, of me pedalling along with my dog running happily alongside. I really thought that it would happen. Somehow… it didn’t.

Always blame the dog! It’s so much easier than admitting I’m just not the most coordinated? In fact, all my dogs have been rescue dogs. And they were a handful. Terrified of everything. Seriously. Even their own shadows sometimes!

The More He Pulls...:

The More He Pulls...:

I call this image “The Stand-Off.” You see, I was walking on the Vancouver Seawall. Actually, I wasn’t walking anymore, I was squatting with one knee down on the floor to take the photo and I had my dog patiently waiting slightly behind me to the side like I taught him to do over the years.

From Racing Track to the Couch: Oliver the Racing Greyhound

From Racing Track to the Couch: Oliver the Racing Greyhound

This is Oliver. He’s a racing Greyhound from Tijuana, Mexico.

Sharon adopted him 3 years ago from one of the Greyhound rescue. What a shock to his system. He came from hot and dry place, living in kennels with another hundred greyhounds. And now? He lives in a house and he appropriated himself the living room couch for sleeping. He doesn’t sleep on the floor anymore.

That Magnificent Hound!

That Magnificent Hound!

I was out on the beach the other day, doing what I love – photographing dogs at play. And I came across this lovely hound.

I think it’s a Deerhound, but I’m not entirely sure. He has that characteristic look, but he seems a bit smaller and his fur is a little longer than usual. It’s those subtle differences that often fascinate me! I wish I could have asked the owner – she was “mia” (missing in action!), probably enjoying the beach somewhere else.

Time Flies, Especially When You’re a Gorgeous Golden!

Time Flies, Especially When You’re a Gorgeous Golden!

You know those moments when you just see something and it stops you in your tracks? That happened to me the other day. I was out for a stroll with my dog, when I spotted this absolutely stunning Golden Retriever. She had some beautiful, silver dusting around her muzzle and face. I just thought she looked… well, experienced. You know, a wise old soul.

Still Having Fun on 3 Legs

Still Having Fun on 3 Legs

Pip or Peep (I should have asked how Pip/Peep is spelled) is a Border Collie and he only has 3 legs.

He plays, he runs after the ball and sometimes, he even catches the ball. He runs and plays with other dogs.

The Cone of Shame

The Cone of Shame

This Doberman had to wear the ‘cone of shame’. She didn’t have any surgery, but it was to teach her to not scratch behind her right ear.

They checked with the vet if there was any infection. No problem there, it looks like it was only a bad habit.

Guarding the Land Rover

Guarding the Land Rover

This Border Collie is NOT guarding the Land Rover. Not once did s/he bark.

Often dogs, in cars, will show courage and bark at people that are close to the car, especially if people walk by with their own dog, like I did. I circled (almost) the car, front, back and side. The Border Collie kept on looking at me, but not a peep, not a bark.

Avoiding the Waves

Avoiding the Waves

This dog went into the water, but on the way out of the water, he would jump over every wave.

I don’t know if he was avoiding the waves or if he was playing with the waves.