beautiful pets all over the world...

One of our favorite sites for Macbeth and I to look at it Desire to Inspire from Australia it has beautiful photos of interiors and a feature called Mondays: Pets on furniture, which I posted that Macbeth was a feature in back in November.  We browsed all the past posts and put a collection of our favorite "Pets on Furniture" photos... enjoy! 

don't mess with me I'm sleeping...

you think you're the only that's tired around here? 

the new doggy backpack...

Attention Ravers:  this is not a plush toy backpack that you can stuff with glow sticks and lollipops this is an actual living, breathing animal strapped to this woman's backside.  Sometimes it is better to just leave your dog at home...

 

to do list...

the corn dog...

Macbeth and I have been accused of being "citified"...translation- forgetting that I came from the country.  However, I must admit that Macbeth has grown up a sophisticated city dog and doesn't really know any other life so to tap into our "country" roots, we visit the Cornfield located in the out skirts of China Town.  There we can frolic in the weeds and soak up the fresh LA air  as well as harass the billy goats and chickens.

How peaceful the billy goats look

Maybe a little to at peace, time to make my presence known

 Oh crap, he's getting closer... good thing there's a fence between us

And you thought I wouldn't make a good farm dog

Thank God I can see the city, I'm dirty and it's hot...time to leave

 aur revoir!  Macbeth

 

don't mess with me I'm decorating...

it's been tough since we stop getting our Domino magazines so we decided to drag them all out and reminisce...

Bonheur...

Everyone knows how much happiness my frenchie brings to me but I had no idea that my little Macbeth could bring so much happiness to a total stranger. Every morning around 7:45 a.m. Macbeth I head out on our morning walk about downtown. We take off down 9th street past Hill, on any given day there will be about 10-15 people, mostly men, standing outside waiting to go inside the building. Usually I am running late in the morning and there is always someone that cattle calls or whistles at Macbeth and he can't resist, he wants attention from everyone. Annoyingly, I tug on the leash to distract him so that we can just go about our business but on this particular morning, a nice man standing in line and stopped me to ask if he could pet my dog, "sure" I said. He plays and pets him and of course Macbeth just rolls over and exposes his belly. He then goes to the next guy in line looking for some attention but he wasn't going for it. I always try to "explain" to Macbeth that not everyone wants to pet him but he doesn't want to listen.

2 Weeks went by and we didn't see the man I didn't really think anything about it. Finally one morning we hear this voice "Macbeth! Come here buddy!" It was our friend (I couldn't believe he remembered his name), we stopped and I said "how are you?, it's been a while, we haven't seen you" He said "well you know just trying to make it all happen". He said to me that he had been waiting in this line for weeks and no luck. The line he had been waiting in was the unemployment line. As he played with Macbeth he told me his name was Howard and that he had been out of work for over a year and that thought of seeing Macbeth made waiting in that unemployment line a lot less dreadful.

He said thank you to me and I said good luck to him as we parted ways. In that moment I realized that the happiness our pets bring us is expected but the happiness that our pets bring to others may be that of hope.