This is my neighbor, Bronx. She is a pit bull mix and is a good friend. Pit bulls have a bad reputation but it is mostly undeserved. Obviously bad people breed them to be dog aggressive and evil people like Michael Vick train them to fight. But Bronx's people adopted her from the local shelter and we get along very well.
We both enjoy chase games. Our favorite is to freeze and then explode into a pouncing, chasing frenzy. Bronx has a lot of energy.
Barbara supervises our play sessions very carefully and if you notice, you will see that I am on a long line while we play. This is because Bronx is allowed to run free whenever she likes. Sometimes she comes to our front door and calls for me. She has followed us in the dog crate on wheels. Barbara is very concerned because she has seen Bronx on the road!
This is a scary thing and Barbara is afraid that Bronx will be a Bad Influence and Lead me Astray. I don't know where Astray is but it must not be a good place for dogs.
So our play times are restricted to the front yard with me on a long line. But we manage to have a lot of fun anyway.
All my nice snow is melting and will probably disappear tomorrow when the temperature hits 57 degrees. This is too bad because I have been enjoying it so much. The smells are great and I love the cold.
Barbara thought it would be nice to take some portraits of me against the snow. I did not.
Posing for pictures is a complete snore and I am getting a bit tired of that camera in my face.
Here is what I think of all this picture taking..
HA! HA! HA!