Happy Pets At Home

"Oh, the weather outside is frightful," but the dogs don't seem to mind. In fact, most of the time they appear to enjoy it, possibly because I don't leave them outside in the cold for very long:

 Jack is more than likely the happiest he's ever been in his life. It wasn't long ago the shelter didn't know how they would place him, given his extreme fear, biting and screaming. But just look at the happy boy now:

 And Bramble too has come a long way since he was so antisocial at the shelter. Now he seeks me out to stroke his back. He still doesn't want to be held, but he recognizes me as a source of food and petting - and I often hear him purr now, something I never heard from him before. In case you wondered, that is a Mexican water drum beside Bramble. It's a clay pot with a skin stretched across the top. The amount of water you add will change the tone of the drum:

 Daphne, on the other hand, has always been perfectly behaved and as loving as a dog could possibly be:

 And when the dogs get outside to play in the snow, they sure do have fun:

 Daisy has become perhaps the most loving cat in the house. I'm sure glad the antibiotics worked, though she is still on them - just in case. She still has one eye which is half closed and cloudy, but it too is slowly improving:

 I now give the dogs rawhide chewies each night when we go to bed in order to help keep their teeth clean. Jack chews his chewies underneath the bed but the other dogs share the wealth peacefully:

 I put Dixie on the bed with the dogs for a photo but they all sort of ignored each other. That's how I ended up with a photo of Dixie alone:

 This scene of destruction means that Bugsy has been playing here. He plays rough: