I like dogs too. One of the things I’ve always liked about the Agitator is that its host isn’t afraid to puppy-blog. Puppy-blogging is frowned on at Popehat, because Ken has allergies. He claims that even images make him break out in hives.
I’ll be putting up images of dogs as long as Radley allows. Here are three of mine, who were nice enough to pose this morning in order of seniority:
On the left, Wilbur. In the middle, “Tan Man” (that’s the name the rescue folks gave him; we call him “Tanner” as often as not, or when we feel like singing, “Oh, Tanny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling…”). On the right, our youngest, Bela.
Our senior boss-alpha dog, Rose, is approaching fifteen, she’s blind, and she doesn’t trifle with group photos any longer. She’s tolerant of the others, so long as they let her nap, and understand that she eats first…
In her salad days, Rose got around more often. This is what she looked like as a young lady, back when Bill Clinton was President:
I thought Bill Clinton was a scofflaw who deserved impeachment when this photo was taken. Twelve years on, Bill Clinton looks pretty good, doesn’t he?
— Patrick at Popehat