This is my porch ... my sleeping porch.  In it you can find three beds waiting for you to crawl in and read a book, take a nap, or watch for squirrels. {that is if you can get past the guard} Shot with my iPhone 

  For quite awhile now the girls have begged me to get a new dog.  Each time they asked, the wall the death of our old dogs built up crumbled a bit. When I finally logged on to the rescue sites, I was overwhelmed by how many animals out there needed help.  I would look at a few and fall in love with each one.  Confused and sad I would log off, not ready to make a decision yet.  I finally decided to slyly poll the family and see what each person wanted if we did ever get another dog.  Armed with my crazy long list of personality traits, I logged on once again to see what I could find.  The list was so quirky that as I started checking off each request, I watched the millions quickly change to thousands, and then thousands dwindle  to hundreds.  As I plugged in the last crazy request, there was just one dog left... Ruby.Companionship, joy, love and safety are what Ruby found in our home.She stays in my computer chair all day as I work on image after image.  Keeping me company in a house that otherwise would be silent. When the girls arrive home from school, Elly and Ruby take off running.  In reality running is a speed much too slow for the two of them.  Whether it is a race around the house or a sprint through the yard, I couldn't possibly declare a winner. By the time they have lapped each other over and ...