Ice popsicles

They are so yummy!

A Dog Day Afternoon - in February

The bright and wonderful winter days are here! Sun has been shining from blue sky, the weather has been dry and crisp, and cold. This morning -26c. Somehow it does not feel that cold - maybe because there is hardly any wind.

The furry member of the family, our dog Latte does not seem to mind the coldness. So far the dog only enjoys the snow, as you can see below:

"This is my favourite play."

"This is what I call rock'n'roll. Emphasis on the word roll."

"This is my famous seal impersonation."

"What are you looking at? This is my way of having fun, something wrong about it, huh?"

"Look at me - no legs!"

"I was only kidding - my legs are very much ok, I can assure you."

"What is going on down there?"

"Winter gives you lots to muse about ."

DPS's Assignment: Tell Me a Story

Let me introduce you to our Furry Friend, Latte.

Latte has a slight behavioural problem, he is still living the life of an adolescent at the supposed mature age of three. Which means that the movement never stops, never, ever...

... except when Daddy goes away.

Latte is Daddy's boy, I am good company, but Daddy is all that really matters.

When Daddy goes away, Latte sits in front of our balcony windows, like a sphinx, literally for hours without moving. Head held high so that he can see out. Anguish in his eyes.

You can almost hear Cole Porter's song: Everytime you go away, I die a little...