hibernation

It's cold out there! There's no time like the present to get cozy in the den...

poga

In which we learn three new po-ses...



Plank



Cobra



Boat?


See you at the next class!

mr. november

The Artful Dodger

In which our urchin learns to pick a pocket or two...



















(Ah, food, glorious food.)

happiness

I love my boys!

poser!

Such a character...today is no different!

november rain

...the best kind of day for sleeping in.

the look

(Some days, I swear he'll start speaking.)

wild style

Po "Crazy Legs". Just chillin'....

a hard day's night

(and yes, he'll soon be sleeping like a log...)

catch me if you can!

near & far

Near....

Far!...

Near again.

dreaming in black and white...

sleeping in

(Funny, that's exactly how I feel today. Rainy days are the best.)

centerfold

Mr. September?

parks and recreation #3

Can you believe it's nearly October? The weather has been so mild recently...perfect for hanging out in the park with Sir Snorty Pants (and Ball).

"Wait, I'm supposed to give it back? Really? What gives?"

(Um, a little something in your teeth. Yep, just a touch over...)

run, Po, run!

The classic sideways-up-to-no-good-glance. (The variation being the backwards-over-the-shoulder-up-to-funny-business-glance.)

blue period

Or, Finding Your Inner Artist (aka "I Just Gotta Be Meee!")

Turns out we've got quite the creative type on our hands here.

This weekend I unknowingly became a patron of the arts when I noticed that the sound of Po crunch-crunching on a marrow bone gave way to a suspicious silence, more snuffling about, then a great big plastic "crack, squish!"...hmmm.

...to which I then saw this:

Oh boy.

Lesson learned: Don't ever assume that boxes containing, say, concentrated gel paste food colouring, are safe from wily teenagers bent on expressing themselves! Even if said blue paste is left in a box, on a shelf, and contained in an otherwise pretty tightly sealed little tub. (He's a regular David Blaine, he is.)

Expressing the inner Frenchie - sacre bleu!

The good news was, that a few good giggles and a great big scrubbie bath later (including his silly blue tongue - imagine that, a Frenchie Chow!), all was back to normal.

That is if you don't count the "performance piece" left behind the next morning...

farm boys

Among our adventures this summer was a visit up to our friends' farm for a great big housewarming party.

A beautiful day was had by all, especially our man Po, who instantly, happily - and noisily - formed one half of the Oddest Couples for the afternoon. Pippo, all elegant and slender limbed, behaved like the perfect gentleman (very Fantastic Mr. Fox) while our stinker joyfully barreled alongside , snorty drool face and all...

Time for a few refreshments in the form of awesome potato and pasta salads, lamb sausages and pickles.

There's always room for ice cream! Especially if it's freshly churned vanilla with local strawberries and maple syrup...oh yes.

Time for a break...

Oh smiley face!