So after all my whinging about the cold and rainy weather, we FINALLY have had a couple days of sunny warm goodness. :-D After lunch, we all pile up onto the roof (except Shittykitty as he does not know how to BEHAVE on terraces!) to soak up our daily vitamin D dosage. And to admire the plants:
And the dogs had a good play. I assure you, they ARE playing, no matter how vicious the precious Boo may look! :-D
Seriously, anyone who has ever met her knows she's the biggest flooze:
This is all fur, btw. She's a skinny thing underneath all that fluff!
That tail has a life of its own....
And the Beeb Man could not be happier about the return of sunshine:
hasta pronto,
mylifeinspain
Somebody else has really enjoyed the "abundant sunshine" (to quote weather.com) this weekend. Every day after the pups have their morning walk and breakfast, the Beeb man will rest up for half an hour or so. And then he'll come to Big Jim, look up with hope-filled eyes, and go "woof". Except BJ and I swear it sounds more like "roof", which is exactly where the little guy wants to go. For weeks, we have been telling him, "Dude, you don't wanna go there because it's too rainy, cold, snowy, freezing, etc.", but this weekend, our sun dog finally got his wish. He even patiently posed for a few pictures:
(thanks to Big Jim for finding this one. :-)
Have a great weekend, everyone!
hasta pronto,
mylifeinspain
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We are not the only ones sick of winter. Any chance the dogs have to go up on the terrace and poke around the plant pots, and perhaps even catch a bit of sun, they are right there, waiting at the door. Yesterday was no exception, and I even managed to get a few shots of the elusive precious Boo. See, the pretty girl really is not a fan of the camera, never has been. And for that reason, I tend to have many more pics of the boys, who are both hams. The pB also always looks so incredibly serious in her pictures, like she is doing a PSA for a doggie refugee camp or something. The latest evidence of this:
Seriously, this is what I have to watch all day, and don't you think I have a right to be a little jealous? :-D
tales of a 40-year-old expat who left the big city and is now making her way in a mountain village in Spain, day-to-day observations, occasional rants about the frustrations of living in a foreign land, and traditional Spanish recipes
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