Three photos of Tasha. She's just over eight months old now. She's a pretty good dog, although we still have to walk her on the leash because at the drop of a hat she'll take off running and disappear down the road or into the woods. So far, she eventually comes running back, but it's not a good feeling to lose sight of her like that. She's still a puppy.
Above is her "Are we going out now?" look.
This is the "Okay, I'll wait while you take the photo." look.
Finally, a stylized (a.k.a blurry) shot of Natasha posing in mid-walk on the rue des Laurendières, which runs through the hamlet down the hill from ours. It's interesting that it's called une rue — "a street". It's more of a dirt track, but it makes for a good place to walk, since there's really no car traffic on it. When a car does come along, once in a blue moon, it's going slow enough that we have plenty of time to get out of the way.