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| The bird feeder is a source of entertainment for Reggie. |
But REALLY what he's after is this:
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| Squirrel feeder, so they'll leave some food for the birds! Initially I screwed it on the railing, but I looked out to see Reggie gnawing on it. 'member all that rain we had? Yeah. I dismantled it, all gooey. I put it up higher so that Reggie couldn't get to it. |
And then this:
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| Cheeky. |
Here's Bingo hanging out on the porch:
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| So distinguished. This is her "Bingo for President" look. |
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| Reggie coming to say hullo. Hullo. A bit muddy! |
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| Hullo. |
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| Pensive. |
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| Presidential. |
Reggie comes back:
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| *yawn* |
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| *yawn* |
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| Hullo. |
Bingo sunning herself:
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| Soliciting belly rubs. |
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| Ah-choo! |
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| Bat girl! |
SNOW!
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| Dancing. |
This was so funny. Reggie found this old cup under the deck. I looked out the window to see him doing the death shake that dogs do. You know the kind; where they shake their heads, clutching whatever it is in their mouths. Like my shoe. Anyway, here he is:
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| Come on, Bingo! Let's play! |
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| And then he trotted off behind the deck for more privacy. |
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| Hullo. |
Non-Snowy Part Again
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| Hullo. |
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