The house guest has returned home. I'll definitely miss having her around. But for now, let's just enjoy this moment of peace and quiet.

There's no better birthday than a dogdiggity birthday! Happy Birthday, Daddy!!!

10 days of this?!?! Lord help me!

I'm giving Mabel lessons on how to sit still and be lady-like. So far: questionable progress.

Aside from being a little homesick, and sporting a funny hairdo, our house guest, Mabel, seems quite nice.

We have a house guest. In addition to my regular duties, I now have to watch the prisoner, I mean, visitor.

Uh-oh, the photographer's getting arty again.

We are currently experiencing technical difficulties.

The photographer's computer is in the shop.

I'm still posing for my photo every day, but the photographer won't be able to process them and post them until her computer comes back.

Why do I keep working with these amateurs? One word: kibble.

The computer is back! The photographer is scrambling to catch up. Though not in the systematic and orderly way I would do it, but in her own hodge-podge, mish-mash, eat dessert before dinner way.

Parliament buildings? Bor-ing.

Whisked away to Victoria! The hotel had a special blanket, bowl and cookies just for me! I think I'll ask for champagne in my water dish.

Sometimes a city dog longs for the country.

Look into my eyes...you are helpless to resist...do exactly as I say...

There's that sound again...buzzzzzzzz...

Tall grasses make me very serious.

Oh, Canada!