Showing posts with label sleeping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sleeping. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 5, 2014
Wednesday, October 1, 2014
Wednesday, August 20, 2014
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Wordless Wednesday October 30 2013
Yeah, the heat's on now. I held out as long as I could. And I don't get tired of Doberball pictures. Really I don't!
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Black and White Sunday April 21 2013: sleeping Doberman pose 137
There are many Sleeping Doberman poses. I haven't actually counted them all; it just seemed appropriate to slap a number on this. Not quite stretched out, not quite curled up, not quite "bundle of paws". A study in and of itself.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Monday, March 4, 2013
Somebody's been sleeping in MY bed
We are a dogs on furniture household, that much is very apparent. Elka also sleeps with us, which is sometimes more pleasant than others.
She's also started a behavior that I had only heard about, never seen, until recently. Evidently, when I'm at work and if our room door is open, Elka will go upstairs and sleep on our bed. She doesn't mess with anything, trail clothes around, nothing. Just goes up and sleeps. She did this even before we got the new couches, which made sense because our bedroom is very warm, but with the new couches, she does it even when I'm here.
The first time, it was a little startling. I emerged from the shower. My fiancé and housemate were going about their business. No dog. "Where's Elka?" I asked, trying to play it cool, but seriously? Elka is never not there.
"Oh, she went upstairs," my fiancé said. Oh.
She's also started a behavior that I had only heard about, never seen, until recently. Evidently, when I'm at work and if our room door is open, Elka will go upstairs and sleep on our bed. She doesn't mess with anything, trail clothes around, nothing. Just goes up and sleeps. She did this even before we got the new couches, which made sense because our bedroom is very warm, but with the new couches, she does it even when I'm here.
The first time, it was a little startling. I emerged from the shower. My fiancé and housemate were going about their business. No dog. "Where's Elka?" I asked, trying to play it cool, but seriously? Elka is never not there.
"Oh, she went upstairs," my fiancé said. Oh.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Friday, February 22, 2013
Sick and Sleeping
Instead, there was a lot of this:
And some of this:
And even a little bit of this:
I will say, it's nice to know that you have a dog who ignores bags of used tissues that are within easy reach, because that would be totally gross and I don't even want to confront such an issue. It's also nice to have a nice, warm dog who will happily nap with you. If my nose wasn't plugged, I'm sure the Doberman-aromatherapy of brownies would have been very relaxing. Nice thing number 3? We thought to teach Elka hand signals, so when my voice went, we could still communicate just fine.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Black and White Sunday February 17 2013
Elka doesn't snuggle with Pokey often...it's really Gumby who is her pal. But, sometimes magic happens, I guess.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
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