I thought I should introduce the dogs in my life.

This is Whimsy, my daughter's dog. She is five pounds of whirling fury (the dog, not my daughter). She is a miniature Shih Tzu and will turn two on September 13 of this year. Whimsy likes to pursue our larger dog endlessly, biting his elbows and ears.

Suffering all the abuse is Gus Gus. He is a two and a half year old border terrier. We had to wait nearly two years for him (we got him from a very reputable breeder who doesn't over-breed her females). He is a bit dim for a border, but very sweet tempered and litter-perfect, except for a little white patch on his chest.
My husband remarked on how Whimsy looked quite majestic and Gus looked terribly intelligent in these shots I took the other day. Don't be fooled, there was a reason it took ages to get these snaps of them.
Gus is looking out the living-room window at our neighbour as he works in his front garden.
I made a little felt Gus Gus from the book "Making Fairy-Tale Wool Animals" by Angelika Wolk-Gerche.

Can you see his wee tongue?

We also have a rabbit named Pippin, he just turned four, and I have to say, he is one of the most vicious creatures I have ever cared for. Gus adores him and tries and tries to make friends, but Pip just lunges at him and threatens to gouge out his eyes. I find Pippin quite difficult to photograph. This was the best I could do.

His colours remind me of the horse in the Hidalgo film. I adopted him at four weeks old because he was very beautiful. Lesson learned. The woman I bought him from sells, not only pet rabbits, but rabbit meat and rabbit skins. As tempting as it was to return him, I knew what fate had waiting for him, so opted to keep him.
He really is beautiful and its important to focus on his positive attributes (before I have him turned into a hat and a pie).