Bohemian Waxwing behind the window

 

( the scanner... )

I visited Otto's grave. White flowers bloomed in the middle of the birch forest. I miss him so much.

Tänään - Otto nukkui pois mun sylissä. Today - Otto passed away in my arms.

It's 2 am. Should go to bed but someone has invaded it! (ok, I admit that I lifted him up as usual, Otto is too old to jump there by himself). We will snore together, good night!

 

EDIT.   Well, my situation is not so bad, look at THIS!

 
 

Goood boy, nice doggy! From where on earth do all these elves come? Heheheh, one less...

After a short walk outside (you know, we elderly dogs don't need that much outdoor activities) it's good to return back inside and have some food. 
 

Deaf, half blind but nothing wrong with the nose... (14.5 years)

 

Anteeksi vaan kaikki ihmisystävät, mutta ihmisen paras ystävä on koira!



This week's photo challenge theme is "a friend". Sorry all my human friends, but man's best friend is a dog!

korpun

I changed her to a 0,5 kg package of Italian pasta (Maccheroni Calabresi al nero di Seppia). Or you can imagine that it was ransom money. After my sister's family had given me the package I gave the dog back to them. Good, now it's not insisting to sleep under my blanket and not licking my face every time I'm turning in my bed. I was also very embarrassed outside when we were walking because this little beast growled loudly if somebody was too close.

What could I make from this black pasta. It's really black, color comes from some kind of octopus or squid! Does anyone have a good recipe?

Oh, and my good friend Otto has new fur cut style. First time ever it was cut, earlier the old fur was picked by hand. The dog trim auntie said it's better to the old dogs. I don't know if it's so, because Otto has always liked this picking.  But I have to admit that Otto looks really funny. Some people said today, "How cute little puppy!" And I replied he's almost 14 years old.