I've never understood what draws people to the theatre, where the seats are uncomfortable, the volume too loud, the screen blocked by others, and the people around you obnoxiously sniffing and munching and talking and coughing.
Television is little better, with annoying advertisements in which someone screams at the viewer about low prices, or women flaunt their (hetero)sexuality in exchange for a glass of beer. Then there's the steady stream of so-called (un)reality shows that practically make me gag, and the continual screaming and yelling of dramas and sitcoms.
It is so much more restful and entertaining to watch the dogs rather than commericial media. Ellen and the whippet boys were over for our usual Friday Night Beer and Food Fest, and then we chatted companionably in front of the now-working natural gas fireplace with the six dogs. (Of course, I was probably annoying the heck out of Ellen with my attempts to capture the mood on film - or computer chip - but she is too polite to tell me to "Stop that!!"! )
Here's a few of my favourite images:
Sadie and Kinley spent the evening curled up together on the couch:
I love the way Kinley uses Sadie's tail as a pillow!
Oliver is so photogenic:
And so is Kinley:
One relaxed Sadie:
And one image from earlier in the day, when the dogs and I finally got out in the pasture for a walk: