Baby Donkeys

While searching for an image of cotton candy, I stumbled across this baby donkey named Cotton Candy.

I was taken aback and my jaw dropped when I saw Cotton.  I never knew a baby donkey was so cute. For when you feel like sending me a gift, please make it a baby donkey.

Black or white, cream or grey.  It doesn’t matter to me. I’m colorblind.  Just buy me a mini donkey and I’ll love you forever. Cotton Candy (left) and Fifi (right) here, are from Flight of Fancy.

As I watch my dog,Charlie, play with a pile of towels, that’s really my cat, Trinity, attacking from underneath, I’m struck my how much Charlie looks like a donkey.  That’s more appropriate than the usual case of mistaken identity (“is he a wolf?”).

What do you think?

India is on the left, she’s the baby donkey. Charlie is the one on the right. He’s quietly guarding that amazing stick.


This and that…and Charlie

For New Years, I watched some fireworks and I watched Charlie.  Mostly I watched Charlie.

My dog isn’t photogenic, maybe it’s his bone structure

Charlie Sneezing

Charlie Sneezing

I wanted to snap a few pics of my dog Charlie (Chuck if you know him well), and it wasn’t a complete disaster. But, I did realize he just isn’t photogenic.  I think Chuck is cute as a buttin, a 75 pound button.  I wanted to capture this cuteness on camera, so we headed outside to play and have a photo shoot.  

It started well enough, a couple quick shots of him running and playing with his basketball.  But, all of these shots were action and I was looking for something more contemplative.  You wouldn’t know it looking at him, but he does a lot of thinking.  Mostly of squirrels and birds, but also a little about life and our purpose on this planet.

The pic above was my attempt to capture one of his contemplative moments.  But, these moments last so briefly- he’s a quick thinker- by the time the shutter snapped, he had moved on to sneezing.   Immediately after the sneeze he took off after a butterfly.  I didn’t capture that moment either.  What I mostly captured was his ass (as his played with his basketball), and him running (which is blurry and only amplifies his wolf-like appearance). 

I dressed him in a neckerchief to soften his look.  I don’t think it helped. We did have a lot of fun, he really enjoys chasing sticks, throwing rocks into the air, tracking squirrels in the trees’ canopies, and playing with his basketball.  He’s a good dog. I love him most when he’s being a dog.  He’s stays when I ask, he lays down when I ask. One of my most favorite things about Chuck is how he picks up things I drop and gentle hands them over.

Enjoy this mediocre montage of Charlie Manners (his full/professional name, should any agents want to contact us).

Peace out hookers,

p.s. as I’m trying to finish this post, he’s bringing me things from the coffee table.  He’s bored and he needs a job.  E-mail me if you know anyone looking for a dog/wolf look-a-like.  He sweet and gets along well with old people, children, and cats.  And we know these are the most difficult groups to get along with.

Charlie eating bamboo- in between basketball play

Charlie eating bamboo- in between basketball play

Charlie contemplating a stick

Charlie contemplating a stick