What is this 19-month-old spell caster
doing to our collie?
Prince loves kids--LOVES 'em--and at a park, he's cool with being swarmed by a dozen huggers.
Then came the grandkids.
On their last visit,
something happened. I'm not sure what. My back was turned. But Prince suddenly avoided them at all costs, sometime shortly after these photos were taken. I suspect he got hurt. He seemed apprehensive. Poor boy!!
Bobi the Bad feigns indifference, but Bear
is on the hunt for our fledgling daughter
who flew the nest and left various empty spaces, one of which I tried to fill with an antique rocker that was a steal at $5 on clearance at Stuffs Etc (I feel bad for the person who consigned this item and made maybe two dollars).
Mr. Bones left with the daughter,
but he casts an awesome shadow in her new digs.
Bobi the Bad was supposed to move out too,
but he's so territorial, so vocal, so LOUD, so demanding, so set in his ways, we figured the neighbors would assassinate him if he ever slipped out on his usual night patrol.
A new and better cat
should be in our daughter's future, but at $250 (non-refundable) and $25 a month to have a cat, with rent already at $900 a month on poverty wages, she will be cat-free for some time to come.
And I was sooo looking forward to the exile of Bobinski the bad^ss!