When We're Smilin', When We're Smilin'

Butch and Snickers tagged us to show our smiling faces. That may not be as easy as it sounds because, being of a philosophical nature, I don't smile much anymore as I realize what this world is all about. But here we go:

This is me as a puppy. I think I see the start of a smile when I realized I had a home where people loved me and I could be myself. Notice those ears -- they've never been the same since. Here I am laughing raucously -- does that count? -- because the Cardinals won a game on TV. (They haven't done that much lately. Not many smiles in our house when they lose.) This is when Mom and Dad took me on a long trip to Northern Florida and we spent two nights at a B&B in Gainesville which loved dogs . This is before JH. Since he arrived, we haven't gone on any more long rides.

And finally, here I am whenever I do get to go for a ride, however short, with Dad (or Mom).

As for my brother, check back on When Harry Met Jake Part Two and you'll see one proud happy smile!!!

Now, who shall I tag? I think -- 'cause we want to make new friends -- the Red Dachsies, http://dashiesrule.blogspot.com/ whom we met early on, but haven't seen much of since; and two of the dogs who came after us: Buddy, a Havanaise from Spring Hill, Florida, right across the state from us http://buddysays.blogspot.com/; and Kaya, a Great Dane from Australia, http://www.photoblog.com/littlekaya

Hope that's OK!!

Jake