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Every day for me is a challenge; for the dogs new scents to follow. I do not think they get a sense of sameness, judged by at least Sasha's anticipation. During the week I am trying to give them a decent walk and to hurry. The result is, I think, I am not waiting for the photos to happen.
Dexter approaches. 31 December 2006.
Canine greeting. 31 January 2006.
Joie de vivre. 31 December 2006.
Overview. 31 December 2006.
Each a point of view. 01 January 2007.
Dexter sits as the mist swirls over the escarpment. 02 January 2007.
The rain is cool. 02 January 2007.
We might say, "G'day".

Morning light. 05 January 2007.
Carry a stick and bark softly. 05 January 2007.
Look everyway. 05 January 2007.

As every week we will seek to board Friday Ark#120 an join the Carnival of the Dogs. By the way, "G'day" is a non-standard version of "good day", which can be heard from time to time.
Postscript: 07 January 2007
The problem with these photos may reoccur, in which case I will reload them again. However, in these matters, and in the absence of a better idea, my fingers are crossed, if only metaphorically. When enlarged, by clicking on them, these photos outsize my screen, but perhaps they might be seen as more interesting.
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