Warily eyes. Lucy warily eyes a squirrel which is thirty feet up in the silver maple tree. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Lucy sits pretty . . . . . . if a little akimbo. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
A fine companion. fine companion with which to share the first morning of Daylight Saving Time. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Having none of it. Fitzi invites Lucy to play. Lucy is having none of it. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Revisiting. Revisiting a fall evening with Achilles, aka Chili Dog, gone on ahead. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
All tucked in. And emitting a gentle, rippling snore. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Fitzi. We are so blessed to have him. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...
Favours. Soft lamplight favours Lucy. Share this:TwitterFacebookEmailLinkedInPinterestLike this:Like Loading...