Mine all mine!

Be careful where you set your bag down. You never know when you might find it filled with cat.

Finders, keepers.

That's dedication...

Despite the dogs barking and the TV blaring last night, Motor was going to get some sleep, dang it!

Seriously. Keep it down already.

Squirrel!

Sometimes there's a squirrel in the yard when the girls go out. Usually it runs up a tree to escape. At which point Luna and Shea commence their squirrel sit-in that can go for hours...

Come down, squirrel. Come sit in my mouth.

Go small or go home.

The Shea Way: No matter how cramped the space, you can - and should - still smush your way in.

Stretching out is for cats.

Lion King?

For some reason, Dave likes to hold Motor up in the air like baby Simba. And for some reason, Motor doesn't seem to mind it:

The ciiiiiircle of liiiiife...

Sleepy cat

So I snuck up on Motor yesterday to take a picture of him sleeping like a king on the dogs' bed, but he caught me and gave me a very ticked-off glare:

Do you KNOW who I AM!?

Move over, golfers!

Finding enough open space for two German shepherds to burn off some energy can be a challenge. That's why I'm all over the local golf course when the weather isn't perfect enough for golfers:

Freedom!

Wait for me!

Shadow Boxer

Motor lost interest in this box, so I put it by the door to recycle. Well, I guess turning it on its side made it look like a new box, because he was all over it again:

Welcome to my little home...

Can we keep it?

Pals.

So whatever technical difficulties were going on have now been resolved. What better way to return to blogging than with this super sweet pic of Dave and Luna:

Me and my dog.