Sadie and Jasper watch and protect the top of the stairs. 
It was windy and cold outside, however, I managed to take a couple of cute shots. He is growing quickly and his older sister, Sadie, is teaching him a thing or two about taking her toys away.
Is he ready for play or for a nap? 
OK, my spots look like this on this side. I think those are sleepy eyes. 
Sadie was the last to settle in as Spencer was already curled up like a little spotted snake. Merry Christmas!
Last night on Christmas Eve, Sadie and Spencer both curled up into a conjoining fur ball. Said was on look-out of course since there is always a chance one may drop a colorful or tasty holiday snack on the rug.
Picking a nice day to go off-season was like having the whole park to ones self. Maine also has a couple of great classical music radio stations, which make for a perfect soundtrack. I must purchase a better camera. 
In a pinch, letting her drink from my hand did the job since I forgot her fold-up travel bowl. She, of course, did not mind the extra personal touch. It snowed here last night for three hours. The entire yard was covered in a thin layer of snow last night. What have I done to deserve such an early reminder of the winter months to come? People already have on gloves and winter coats. I flat out refuse to take such measures in October.
Last weekend we had wonderful October weather. Today it is rainy, cold and no chance of sunshine. The change of seasons is harder this year. Of course, next weekend could be beautiful. Here is Sadie bounding up and down the beach - in beautiful sunshine from a week ago.
A must have for a long walk along the beach is a bag full of stashed dog treats, water, toys to fetch and a leash. Also, included were people snacks too. We have already had the heat on for a few nights. I hope to have a temperature rebound. Summer was too short. A long gradual cooling down fall is what I wish for.
On Sunday, Sadie made a full day of it running, digging and looking for horse pooh between the shore and the dunes at Cranes Beach. Thankfully, she found none of the latter. She slept all the way home in the car.
Puppies always seem to lighten the mood. With anger rising up even through the most esteemed ranks, sharing a puppy photo on TGIF seemed the thing to do. She loved her crate as a puppy. She no longer loves the crate and prefers my bed. The expression is misleading. One can read it as discontent of living life behind bars. This is actually the way she looks when she is contented. Big soulful brown puppy eyes are very persuasive.
I happened upon this puppy photo of Sadie today. She won't be this happy tonight when she sees that it's raining out. Low to the ground dogs are not fond of wet grass or pavement. Too bad I didn't have the camera last night to capture her standing on hind legs to be tall enough to kiss a greyhound.
She preferred the numerous commercials and frequent interruptions over the much viewed episode of Little House on the Prairie. Rev. Alden was in trouble but all was resolved in the last five minutes thanks to Charles Ingalls.
Sadie behaves like a cat sometimes. She is very excited about warm laundry fresh from the dryer. While I had my back turned, she took her usual turn at doing the unspeakable. This time she dove into a pile of freshly laundered towels and boxer shorts. Sadie dove through the leg of a pair covered in romping dachshunds. She wore them as a fashionable muffler until I ended her laundry romp and began to fold the cotton tower.
Their sleepy eyes report the fact that the only event that could perk their ears or manage to motivate a tail wag would be dinner time, followed by an after-dinner Greenie (for Sadie).
