I took the Doodles to get groomed. Sam was getting completely out of control and was looking like a wildman. Luke’s fuzz was falling down over his eyes. I’ve got more photos, more after than before. I’ll get to those and put up any I might particularly like.
In the meantime, here’s this picture of my boy. Sam. He’s a joy in my life.
Of course, any of you who know me, know that whichever doodle I am looking at in the moment, is my favorite. So tomorrow, I’m likely to put up some pictures of Luke and say that he’s the center of my universe. It’s not true. They both are.
Anyhoo. When you get a picture of one of your most favorite creatures ever that looks like this, ’nuff said. Right?