She used to jump off immediately before I came in the door . . .
Horrified lady: "That's a priceless Steinway!"
Inspector Clouseau: "Not anymore."
I always hear his voice in that French accent whenever I say, "Not anymore."
Anyway . . .
Onto our walks . . .
|Paw lift! Haven't gotten a shot of this in a while.|
|What you don't see here is the black streak of an animal under the pier. We walked down there & something darted out. Bingo was all sniffy of course and wanted to chase after it.|
|Tabby coming to join us.|
|I think he was going to jump down, but thought better of it.|
Another day . . .
|She loves to go churning thru the scrubby saplings & brush.|
|The lake is so beautiful. You'd think it'd be cool down here, but no. Nowhere is cool right now!|
Tabby comes down the path, M-OW-ing:
But then Bingo started running up the trail & Tabby goes here:
|"Oh, I see. You WEREN'T chasing me. OK, I'll get down."|
Every once in a while, Bingo likes to go to our winter place:
|Over the logs.|
And back out: