When he gets on the ottoman - facing me, it seems I have a directive. I'm good with it.
It seems when she's on the bench, facing me, she has evil on her mind. I'm good with it.
If one is good, two must be better, right?
Not the best shot. She found a sunny patch. The light didn't work with me.
Not even a squirrel - just the potential of one. He has to check, it's in his contract.
Shep's introduction to Bailey.
It could have gone better. Bailey tried to herd him. But later Shep was growling. We did not like that.
Bailey taking shelter under my deck chair.
I can't even with those ears!
...and a final Soph Shot.
Song by: Prince