I think we are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures we might be if we weren't certain we knew better. They fight for honor at the first challenge, make love with no moral restraint, and they do not for all their marvelous instincts appear to know about death. Being such wonderfully uncomplicated beings, they need us to do their worrying. ~George Bird Evans
Sigh... how I do like dogs. Especially the medium and large ones, the Labrador crosses, the gangly dorks of dogs, the lazy bums of dogs, the mutts, the wrigglers, the emphasizers. A playful dog can turn me into a ten-year old again: racing, dodging, wrestling, laughing. They are such innocently joyful souls, and I am so glad there are so many of them in my life.
This particular chap is Calvin. His people are good friends of mine, and though he is rumored to be camera-shy, I managed to catch him reclining by the window one night. I do believe Calvin was pretending to be asleep, so that none of the two-legged animals might be tempted to ask him for his chair.
Taken with my Nikon FM on expired Kodak Ektachrome 100HC film.