Daisy and Bear

Say hello to Daisy and Bear.
It's always a treat to run into these two little characters on our morning walk.

Say Hello to Milo

This beautiful boy is Milo,
three-month-old Siberian Huskie. 

Two Little Cuties Enjoying a Beautiful Day

These two little cuties were nice enough to interrupt their stroll 

this afternoon to pose for me, showing off their noble profiles. 

The little guy on the left is a Rogers Parker, who was showing 

his guest all the sights. 

POSTSCRIPT:

This is one of those embarrassing (but not uncommon) occasions 

when i've made a point of asking a dog's name and then completely 

forgotten it by the time i got home and was ready to post on the blog. 

So, if these little cuties' humans happen to see this and would like me 

to include their dogs' names and breeds, send me a message.

Dakota Likes This Weather More than You Do

This is Dakota, one of the sweetest and prettiest dogs in Rogers Park --
or anywhere else. She does not understand why the rest of us are
complaining about the weather.  She thinks this is a beautiful day.

Dog Day Morning

It was a beautiful morning for a walk on the beach. Dogs of all sizes and shapes, and in all manner of winter couture, were out enjoying the sunshine and getting together with old friends and new. 

Here are Anson and Cyril posing nicely, 
while Elote casually strolls by in his elegant winter coat.

This is the wildly popular Baron. 
Seriously, he seemed to know everyone--dog and human--
 on the beach. He is wearing a gorgeous winter coat 
that his human made for him.

The noble Boo finds a stick worthy of his attention. 
This is Boo's second appearance in this blog. I first met him 
last June, soaking wet after a romp in the lake.
I try not to play favorites, but I really love this big boy!

Boo enjoying his "chew toy"

Saturday Morning Social Club

One little white dog complimenting another little white dog on his beautiful sweater.

Beautiful Maguyuk

Maguyuk is a handsome three-year-old Siberian Husky. He's more than just another pretty face, though--he's also one of the sweetest dogs that i've encountered on my travels through Rogers Park. His name is Inuit for "the howler." I've never heard him utter a single sound--no matter how much my own little dog dances around him in her overly frisky way. But i'm sure that when the situation calls for it, he will voice that otherworldly song for which the breed is noted.