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Straight at 'ya. No foolin', just me.

I'm a Jack Russel terrier with clouds and sky behind me.

Who are you? What's your name?

Thanks to Keith Findlay for the great pic from his photostream.

Boaz is sleeping on the relatively cool, very old, pine wood floor in our play room.

The room is dark, illuminated only by the light of the television which is playing Star Wars V. The plot seems utterly uninteresting to him.

What is key here, and what is driving the plot, from Boaz' point of view, is the simple fact that my wife and son are in the room. He wants to be where the people are. It doesn't matter what they doing. They are simply human, the ones he knows best, and he will rearrange everything in order to be around it.

This pic seems to have been taken just after the dog has slurped the person in the picture. The human/dog connection is sealed with a (slimy?) kiss!

Boaz runs up porch, repeated in slow motion - and then he settles into G's lap after which he pants directly into the camera.

In the slow mo part I love how his dog tags sound so deep. And I love how Boaz turns around when he realizes G is behind him, lap ready to be sat in.

Oh the simple treats in life: a scamper and a hug!