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photo taken December 2015

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photo taken June 2007

one year ago: Seeing Something We Don’t
two years ago: Stogie

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photo taken August 2009

one year ago: Nature’s Nest
two years ago: Exploring A Bucket

photo taken August 2009 • title thanks to Beth aka EweMama

one year ago: Wassup
two years ago: Ghost Dog

You all amaze me! I can’t even narrow it down to a short list this week ~ the entries are all so good.  I am loving all the heart puns!  So funny & clever, I’m in awe.  Beth~ you have great entries every week and this caption nails it, in my book!

• • • That’s not a real heart.  I had several such queries after posting THIS pic last week!  No, it’s a plush heart with a squeak in it, embroidered “It’s hard being a Princess.” I knew, when I saw it, that Charlie would love it.

This photo needs a name!  Leave your title, caption, or thought-bubbles in the comment section of this post and you’ll be in the running for a Wyoming care package ~ it feels like it’s been ages since I’ve sent off a box of rocks and bones!  This week’s prize is petrified modern art… ancient sculpture… this:

One perfect Dahlite ~ a petrified stone ball aged 150 million years ~ rests in a natural cradle, which, in fact, is a section of Gryphaea fossil ~ ancient oyster-like shells fossilized in stone, which are 150 – 200 million years old.  AMAZINGGGGG!

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photo taken August 2009

one year ago: Ready To Play
two years ago: Ardha Matsyendrasana

Eli is alive and well, do not fear!  I know he’s been absent from photos lately, but that is Eli’s choice, and his right.

When Eli deigns to grace the canines with his presence, Charlie becomes overcome with excitement, wagging his tail, licking Eli’s face, rolling over at the cat’s feet.  {Chloe adores and submits to Eli as well, but is not so worshipful as Charlie.}  Eli, however, prefers to spend his time preening, or sleeping on my bed, or carousing down at the haystack.  But he knows his Farmily is here for him, waiting, loving his every return.

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photo taken August 2009

one year ago: How Cute Can A Baby Be?
two years ago: New Horizons