Thanksgiving with dogs

This year we resumed our tradition of going to Kentucky for Thanksgiving. My sister Kate lives there with her partner, Kim, and assorted dogs, cats, and birds. Clay and I drove, along with Clay's mother, Berta. My mother flew out from Kansas, and Clay's brother, Hugh, flew in from New York. We are very lucky in that we all enjoy each other, which I understand not all families do. We had a good time.

This is my mother, holding Bebe, who also appears
in the picture to the left. Bebe is a wire haired JRT.

Kim's dog, Ruby, was initially shy around strangers,
but she would warm up pretty quickly.

Bebe perched on the back of a chair.

Clay's mother, Berta, petting Ruby
with Bebe vying for attention.

Clockwise from the left: Sister Kate, Clay, my mother, Shirley,
friend Deborah, Kim, Clay's brother Hugh, and mother, Berta.

Deborah's dog, Mojo, a plott hound

Mojo and Rudy standing guard.

Bebe, the wire-haired Jack Russell Terrier

And this is Jack, a dog designed by a dysfunctional
committee. The front legs and body are basset hound,
he's got one blue eye and the coat of a husky, the rest
is pure guess work, but Jack is the senior dog now
and he's very sweet.

Jack, Bebe, and Mojo hustling dog biscuits.

Kate says Jack is the prettiest one, and he
believes her.

Me with Bebe

Bebe wanting to displace that computer on
Clay's lap.

The green parrot on the top is Ricky.
The white cockatoo is Frank.
Mojo and all the dogs respect the birds.

This is Trooper on the way home from the
boarding kennel on Sunday.