The House of Dawg

Not only did we end up having a house full of 30+ of our nearest and dearest this weekend, we also added 4 dogs to the mix.

Meet Odie.  Odie is short for Odetta.  LOL.  And note the Mardi Gras beads.  All the people were sporting Mardi Gras beads... it just wouldn't be fair to our four-legged friends if they couldn't wear them as well.  I also have to point out that this is the only photo ever taken of Odie where she isn't completely blurry.  Odie is a little dog.  Odie is a dog that is constantly on the go.  She's like a tinier, darker version of Brownie.

Meet Shorty.  Shorty is Odie's big sister.  Odie has added years to Shorty's life.  They are two peas in a pod.  Shortly after this picture was taken, Odie walked up and laid down on top of Shorty with her arm around Shorty's neck.  This is a very patient and forgiving creature.  These are the Louisiana dawgs and belong to my mom.

You can't pet one without having to pet the other at the same time.  

And then you have this one.  This is my one.  Belle.  Sweet Belle.  She chooses to spend most of her time in her crate.  It's the safest and softest place where she can get her beauty rest and not be bothered by the other ones.  Belle can be in a dead sleep and if you dare to open the front door she's in the front yard in 2 seconds.  And lord... the tap dancing.  Belle is also known as our tiny dancer.  If she so much as thinks we are going on a car ride she loses control and does this crazy tap dancing on the hardwoods.  It's so great.  If she didn't run to another room when I brought the camera out I'd take a video of her tap dancing for you.

And finally, there's this one.  This is Shane's one.  Brownie.  Crazy Brown Dawg.  This was one of those rare moments when Brownie was laying down.  Don't tell anybody.  He'll prolly never do it again. This was when the party had ended.  This was when everyone was regrouping themselves... in the House of Dawg.