The Life of a Boxer Named Gromit

Our 365 day project for 2010 has come to a close. I didn't sign up to do another 365 day project, instead I chose a 52 week project. I can work on some ideas that I have had and really be creative. Let the fun begin! At the start of this project, Gromit is 2 years and 2 months old.

Friday, April 30, 2010

Day 120

Gromit had a long, ruff morning at the harbor this morning. He lost one toy, "bye water wooba", but gained another...yeah, the orange thing with the stinky rope attached to it...

Day 119

Gromit found the squeaky ball again. Seriously, I need to get rid of this thing, it is going to drive me nuts. Although, there is something to be said for the humor that seems to flow from Gromit and the Squeaky Ball. I bet you can't do this!

Day 118

An early morning romp with Grom's buddies down at the harbor. It was cold out. The dogs ran and ran and ran, then they found a dead seal and rolled in it. Then they stunk, stunk, stunk! It was bath time when we got home. A really nice long nap, and then it was time for pouncing. Here is Gromit's "look" just before he pounces. Notice, wont look directly at you, ears are back and up, overall goofy look in his face...

Day 117

It was a horribly rainy day, cold windy yucky, but that was OK. We had to go to the office and Gromit played with his daycare buddies all day. He is always so exhausted when he gets home. I was trying to get a picture of him sleeping, but I guess I was just bugging him too much.

Day 116

I have fallen behind, so now I am trying to catch up!!!
Gromit found his squeaky ball again. It is funny how distorted his face can get.

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Day 115

What a crazy day. The weather was beautiful. Sunny, warm...too warm for Gromit. I spent most of my afternoon at Dream Machines, talking, photographing, overall having a great time. Gromit stayed home with dad... It was really too toasty out from Grom. This is what he looked like about 30 minutes after I got home.

Saturday, April 24, 2010

Day 114

What a beautiful morning. I decided that I would take Grom to the harbor this morning. It was 7:45 when we got there and me played (me throwing the floating wooba) for a bit. What great light! Then we walked down to the cove, and theat is where we met Haley the white boxer and her friend Max. They all played for a while, then Haley and Max had to leave. We walked down a bit further and met up with two other young dogs, and played chase there for a while. Then, along came team Greyhound. 4 of them. Awesome. Grom would try to keep up! Anyway, here is today's photo taken while playing with the wooba...