Here are two snaps from autumn life in the Roediger House, featuring the house pooches. Above, it's the moment one evening when it was actually a challenge to get them to finish their bedtime business and come back inside. A taunting stationary cat just sat in the driveway across the street, and these very good pups locked their gazes with intense ferocity while knowing the wall they stood on was the limit of their free range. I'm of the biased opinion that the cat nonetheless recognized these were stares of death and did not linger.
This next photo we might term Beauty and the Beast: Sumner, in a playful mood, with his still-startling growl fixed, superimposed on the first-of-the-season camelia blossom at the front wall.
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