Bingo, RoRo, T-Bob & a Beagle?

It's been quite a week in The House of Chambers. I got some ah-maaaazing photos of my nephew & Bingo this week. Unfortunately, the SD card was not in the camera. *le sigh* Isn't that always the way? We'll never know if I could've been contacted by National Geographic for my mad photog skillz. Heh. Anyway, here are the pix I did get:

RoRo Vizzie

Heading out the door.

*sniff*

Ro says, "Let's go to Haha Lake." Cuz you, know. That's my name: Auntie Haha. In fact, ALL lakes are called "Haha Lake." Do I have the cutest nephew or what?

Down to the lake. Yeah, I know; photo is washed out.

Across the Bridge of Moles.

Bingo is SO good with Ro.

*sniff*

Tabby coming to join us.

Watch your phylanges, RoRo!

 And then I took a zillion pix of Ro up on the tree:

In the meantime:

And then Ro was going to climb the tree again, and he pointed to this:

When he was really little, he would point & say, "Uh-oh. THIS." Point-point. Altho, that was usually when he had spilled something. 

 So he went to the other tree:

Aaaaand back to Bingo:

*sigh*  Don't you love trees?

Aaaaand Bingo waiting at the door.

A Coupla Days Later

So then this happened:

No collar or tags. But very sweet 'n' friendly little beagley-type girl. John Morgan has informed me she has a beagley face, but, she must be mixed with something else; shorter legs & longer body.

Who's that?

Hullo.

Good-bye.

NOT amused.

Hullo.

"Those are not beagle-legs," says John.

See? Long body.

Doxie, perhaps?

Still a cutie-pie, tho.

I went in the house for a leash and some treats for her:

She was happy to take the treats. And she lay down for belly rubs. But I could not get that leash around her. She ran off and & I couldn't get her. There are several dogs that roam the neighborhood, more down on the other end of the street than up my way. But I think she was in heat and looking for a good time. If I had wire on those awesome fence posts in my back yard, I could've kept her in.

Saturday Morning:

This is our last walk of the weekend because by the time you are reading this, I had a fab time at the I Can Do It! conference in DC.

Tabby joining us.

So gorgeous.

See? "What am I looking at? It just looks like WEEDS." Yes. See the little orange thingies? Jewel weed. I need to get down there and get some for future encounters with poison ivy, bug bites, etc.

Back to Bingo:

See Tabby up on the tree? Prolly not because the piC is so washed out. BTW, Bingo says, "Weeeeee!"

 OK, here's Tabby:

Coming back.

Going to the other side.

And back up the trail we go.

 I took Bingo to Rita's when I went to get my hair done on Wednesday night. Bingo goes and inhales whatever food is in Dana & Roy's bowls. Usually I go & put their bowls up out of her reach until we go. I regret not doing that. 3 hours later when it was time to go, Bingo came waddling out like a bloated tick. She couldn't even jump up into the car; I had to lift her. And then the next day, she gassed me out of the office. I was talking on the phone and kept lighting matches. Haha

So that was our week. I know by the time this is posted, Bingo will have had a swell weekend with Dana & Roy, and Rita will have spoiled her with lots of cheese treats. Rita says, "Bingo has 2 mommies--of course, these days, that's not that unusual!" Yes, it's good to be Bingo; well-loved by her 2 mommies.  :-)