Photo #332: Bichon In a Wagon

I put up the tree yesterday, and began decorating it today. It's pretty easy to put up. I just drag it, piece by piece from the garage, and assemble it in front of the bow windows. The lights are really simple, because the tree is prelit. It does take a while to get all the branches puffed out and pushed into shape again, after it's been stuffed in a box for eleven months.

One of the things I like best about decorating the tree, is rediscovering all the ornaments that I have packed away. For several years, my mom has been giving me a Bichon ornament from the Danbury Mint. It usually arrives early in the fall, so the first thing I have to remember is where I stashed it away. This is the ornament for 2010. It's a Bichon in a Wagon.

Photo #201: One Cute Shelby Dog

I'm hanging out at my mom's house this evening. I was hoping I could get a cute shot of Shelby. She's always cute, but sometimes she moves so fast that all I get is a white blur or an empty frame. After she chased around for awhile, she got up in the recliner next to Mom. I told her to look cute, and she surely did. Shelby is a Bichon Frise.

Photo #115: Shelby, the Dog

You may have noticed that in an earlier post I had a picture of my cousin's daughter, Shelby. In our family we have Shelby the girl, and Shelby the dog. My mom's dog is named Shelby. Actually this is Shelby II. Shelby I, was Karla's dog, and later my mom's. I guess my mom and Loren were out of inspiration, because after Shelby I passed away, they also named this little Bichon, Shelby.

Mom, Shelby, and Jacci arrived home today. They left Arizona on Friday, so it was a long drive. Shelby was delighted to be back in her own house, where she has her own back yard to run around in and bark. Here she is seated beside Mom in the recliner.

I am so happy to have them all back home.

Photo #104: Cute Bailey

The last time I had a picture of Bailey in the blog was after his terrible haircut. It took him several weeks to get over that, because he had an allergic reaction to something they used in his ears, not to mention he was almost bald. His hair has grown back. In fact he needs to go to the groomer, and get a haircut that will help him look more like the Bichon Frise he is. We have to find a new groomer though, because he is not going back to the old one.

I thought he looked awful cute here, looking over his shoulder.

Photo #72: On The Hour

My mother has a lot of clocks in her house, but this is my favorite. At the top of the hour, instead of a cuckoo, this clock barks. Instead of a bird, it's a Bichon that pops out the door. I love it, but it always catches me off guard.

Photo #39: Bailey

The Daily Shoot for today was to take a picture of a pet. This is cute Bailey. He is a Bichon Frise, even though he doesn't look like one with his current haircut. He has quite the personality. I often call him Whiney Boy, because he fusses a lot. I tried to persuade both of my dogs to get in a picture together, but they weren't going for it. Of course, they are laying down next to each other right now, as I write this post. As any of my students can tell you, I am a dog person. I can't imagine life without them.