[bluesman]

Luther is the black lab, 10 years old.  Gracie is the Lab/Chesapeake, 9 years old.
Kitty Kitty, King of the great outdoors.

Let me guess...you are holding a treat above the camera. Those Labs are beauties!

...and that cat has some beautiful markings.  

[brewboy]

I must have the only Doberman mix that is afraid of cameras, thus no pictures. 

[bluesman]

I must have the only Doberman mix that is afraid of cameras, thus no pictures. 

You have to catch him on candid camera.

[brewboy]

I've tried that and she can hear camera turn on, then she heads for the closet.

I can get all of the closet pictures I need. 

[bluesman]

I've tried that and she can hear camera turn on, then she heads for the closet.

I can get all of the closet pictures I need. 

Turn on some loud music so she can't hear it and ask her to say alpo or something. 

[mtbrewer]

Luther is the black lab, 10 years old.  Gracie is the Lab/Chesapeake, 9 years old.
Kitty Kitty, King of the great outdoors.

Let me guess...you are holding a treat above the camera. Those Labs are beauties!

...and that cat has some beautiful markings. 

How did you guess? The pics don't do them justice, Lou is 125# and not fat Gracie is 107# I love big Labs! I love all the furry little guys for that matter.

[tom]

Once I figure out how to post a picture I'll show Daisy, our 10 year old beagle. Got her when she was 2 from someone a few blocks away.
Sometimes she even lets us sit on her couch!
She cleans up any spilt grain while brewing.
If you see a beagle at the Falling Rock Tap House, we're probably there with her. 

[Robert]

Talledega, 6 yr old Lab/Dane mix.




Sugar Bear, our Yang for Tally's Ying. A 5 yr old Maremma

[bluesman]

Really really cool dogs you have there. They look like real pals. Do you brew with them?

[Robert]

I used to. I've moved brewing operations to the garage instead of the back patio. They're a bit too hyper to be around open flames and 12 gallons of boiling wort.

[bluesman]

Yeah...I know what you mean there. Safety first. 

[tfries]

This was our brew dawg, Wilbur.  He hung out with us every time we brewed.  One of his favorite things was to clean up the spilled grain from milling and licking up the wort that splashed out of the bucket from agitation.  Unfortunately we lost him to cancer a week ago. He did like his beer though and at the end, the only way we could get him to take his medicine was to mix it with a bit of beer.

[denny]

I'm really sorry to hear about Wilbur, Tom.  He was a real sweetheart!

[boulderbrewer]

Sorry for your loss Tfries.

[weazletoe]

Really sorry for you man. I've been there, and it is rough.