
lounging around like a queen, giving orders, running me……demanding treats, looking sweet…..I can’t say no, I can’t resist…..she’s the boss, I like it like this……

lounging around like a queen, giving orders, running me……demanding treats, looking sweet…..I can’t say no, I can’t resist…..she’s the boss, I like it like this……

helpful little partner, resting in peaceful slumber…..dreaming of bones, chasing cats…..not a care in the world…….as a matter fact……..

winter’s chill is in the air…..little Ezra has no hair….her and I, haven’t a care….we’ll wear warm coats….wandering everywhere…..

she refuses to help out….even when I shout….laying on the sofa….demanding coca cola…little prima donna…..won’t do, what she doesn’t wanna…..

Ezra’s on the move….watching out for trouble….she’s cajoling me, get going on the double…..

Who is this?….don’t recognize her….why its Ezra, absent all her fur….very proud, and dignified….she’s cracking me up, I’m howling out loud……

stack the firewood, way up high….in the garage, it’ll stay dry…..Ezra’s helping, wondering why…..

today is so slow…just can’t go….laying around…no energy found….watching the “game”…..Ezra claims I am lame….

my helper and I….putting away summer….saying goodbye….winters fast approaching….time to prepare….yard is empty….to Ezra’s despair…..

Ezra waiting for breakfast……needing a haircut and bath…..she doesn’t agree….but it’s up to me….