The whiskey-colored eyes, full of impishness or warmth or wisdom or innocence.
The soft petal-shaped ears set high on that big head, keepers of many whispered secrets and dreams.
The formidable tongue, the big jowls so often rubbed in mud and stubble and then across the leg of your pants or the arm of your couch. And that nose, cold and wet, when (and where!) you least expect it.
Webbed like a duck, offered in exchange for cookies. Responsible for countless muddy footprints on the kitchen floor. Prone to leaping and darting like a fool.
At the very end of that stout body lies this weapon of destruction and infectious bringer of happiness.I'm not sure which is my favorite part. Probably it has to do with the way he leans against me sometimes, or the weight of his head in my lap as he snores, or the sight of him across the dog park, wrestling and dancing with his canine friends, as he realizes I've wandered away and leaves his fun and runs to me to check that I'm okay.
12 comments:
What a clever post!
It makes me want to hug your dog, rub his head and play gently with those ears, and maybe feel that tongue if he likes me enough.
Awwww.... he's such a cutie!
It has to be the pink tongue! Great photographs. We need to see more of Luka.
I vote for the ears--all velvety and smooth.
And no doubt Luka is far more than the sum of his parts.
I vote for the ears--all velvety and smooth.
And no doubt Luka is far more than the sum of his parts.
Oh #%$^@ blogger--double published.
Sorry--feel free to delete one!
Adorable. I really like the eye picture.
Beautiful, wonderful post ... I can so relate.
*off to hug my dogs*
Great post. I was at a dinner party once where the weapon of destruction got into some raspberry sauce and subsequently "painted" it all over everyone's pants and the WHITE couch.
It's all in the eyes, Laura. OH - I love every park of Luka.
I sweeping tail and slobber I can do without but it's part of the love, isn't it?
Thanks all. He's a ham for the camera (with enough cookies!)
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