Running Hound

I've always found it hard to get really nice pictures of Cane as he's running. From certain angles a greyhound running is a magical thing, but from others they look like a randomized collection of overlong limbs flailing in every direction.

I finally got lucky a couple of weeks ago.






In other news, it appears that springtime may actually be in the offing. I try to not be overly optimistic on this point, but...well, I can hope, too.


And yes, Carla is still here, and yes, she still loves her brother.


Dogs, man. What a life development this has been!