Ah, Jane the Basset Hound. She has a lot of little personality quirks, such as hating to ride in the car, hating to touch water (I have to carry her across the tiniest half-inch-deep stream), loving to be blow-dried after a bath, carrying her food dish into the living room to eat by the fire, waking me up at 4 a.m. to tell me to cover her up with the blanket. Jane just wants to be loved. Her favorite things in life seem to be our four-mile hike every morning and a pillow in the sun.
Reilly is a Briard, an ancient breed of French Sheepdog. He's my best bud, born on my 40th birthday. Very big, smart, adoring, and protective. He loves to be trained. The most difficult thing has been to teach him not to herd humans. "No, Reilly, the FedEx man does not belong in the pen!"
Briards have to be named with a certain letter to indicate what year they were born. Reilly was born in the year of the I, so his official name is It's Reilly!
There are also other animals living here, such as my friend John's dogs: Mac, a cute little puppy who grew up to become a pit bull/chow mix, and Booda (left) who is a sweet Australian shepherd.
And GirlDog, a classic New Mexican heeler/mutt, lives a few acres away. She loves me and if she doesn't find us on our walk in the morning, she comes over almost every day just to hang out at my feet, under the computer.
FedEx and UPS just love to deliver here.