Killer week. I mean, not literally. I didn't kill anyone..........yet. And no one is killing me........yet.
The pets kill me.......with love. And on a daily basis.
Shep's first snapping turtle encounter. Turtle 1, Shep 0.
In a stiff breeze, this dog could take flight.
Song by: Pink Floyd
5 comments:
I'm wondering if the lovely lady Rae is being neglected [or worse? Shudder!] at her own home as she's so keen on yours - or perhaps it's just those on-demand freebie meals that's the attraction. I hope that's the case.
Three of my own current four felines have all come from I-know-not-where homes and moved in here - without asking permission - so it's clear that they all PREFER to have me as their run-around skivvy for them. [The exception was Patchie who was the subject of his original home leafletting the neighbourhood on his whereabouts, and after my notifying his previous owners he was here, all was amicably settled to allow him to stay].
Love Shep's reaction to the turtle - a real life 'alien'!
Snapping Turtles always win, unless you have the strength to make turtle soup. What I have eaten in New Orleans , has as much sherry as turtle in it. Its kick is the same as grappa.
Riley's like the diner's first customer,waiting in line!
bailey looks cute after the spa day!
and a turtle - a different kind of kid, one with a shell instead of fur.
oh what happy puppy pics !
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