Diminutive Dogs Dazzle Denizens!

The Ferrari Brothers were back today, as their owner, my friend, and I were heading over to the Ballard Farmers' Market to look around. I got a gorgeous chunk of troll-caught king salmon for Father's Day dinner, and the dogs had a good time trundling along with us. They fell apart in her car on the way home, though, having a snarl-a-thon on my lap, which they resumed in our house. They were worn out from marketing, seeing other dogs - the younger one hasn't been neutered yet, and was keen on a frou-frou little Pomeranian (with a matchingly frou-frou mistress - no, really, same orangy color of hair), who wasn't so keen on him and bit him a couple of times, - experiencing a lot of stimuli, with sibling rivalry thrown into the mix. We separated them, and after a bit they engaged in a neck twining behavior that evidently signals the end of hostilities, at least for a while.
The baked salmon was divine, as fresh a piece of fish as we've had in some time, along with asparagus another friend and neighbor had brought us from a trip to eastern Washington.
Night time walk, and back to the canyons with Mr. Abbey.