Happy Pets At Home

It's late January and still darn cold outside, even on the milder days. The dogs love to cuddle up on the floor pillows in the farm house kitchen and stay warm. I think Daphne was making an editorial comment when I snapped this photo:

But they also love to go outside and bark at everything that moves. If nothing moves, they'll bark anyway:

And they bark at any car which dares to pass by on the gravel road:

Daphne and Jack spent some time together:

Indoors, Georgette reigns as queen at the top of the tallest cat tree at the top of the stairs:

Rocky mostly stays upstairs with Georgette. He's difficult to photograph, however, because he's black and the light is dim. This was the best I could do:

The gate into and out of the dog yard is frozen shut for the winter:

But Jack never gives up home that I'll take him somewhere fun. He runs alongside me, separated by fence, as I walk to and from the barn:

Snoozey, my all black cat, has become alarmingly old and decrepit. But he's still eating well and purring constantly, so I just try to take good care of him. Bramble showed some concern for him also, with a little kiss on the face:

All the dogs but Clover, who must have been across the yard, looking for a passing car to bark at:

Clover, Daphne, Jack and Draco:

And all five dogs, living the good life: