That baleful look from his Lordship is because I came into the house smelling of DOG!!!! This dog, in fact.

His name is Loki, and he’s moved into the house directly behind us. Dave and Loki’s owner spent all weekend out in the horrible heat and humidity, cutting down trees along the property line (So long mulberry – I will miss the Cedar Waxwings, but not the purple bird poo all over my house and car!!!). I mostly stayed indoors and sewed, but I did take some time out periodically to make sure the boys were fed and well-hydrated – and make friends with Loki.

He’s a VERY big boy – a shepherd/lab cross, with I suspect a little Great Dane mixed in. Eventually, there will be a taller fence between our yards – the current one he could clear with a simple leap. But for now I’m making sure I have Milk Bones in my pockets whenever I head out to the back yard.

“Just don’t forget who your favourite, fluffy black boy is!!!”