"Give me your hotdog, old man."

The dog enjoyed our trip to the farm. He ran through the snow covered fields and followed rabbit tracks through the woods. He even found time to practice his telepathy on my grandfather; staring patiently for hours, silently willing him to drop his food.


Joseph said...

Yes sir, I like the way you're sitting and how your mouth looks with hotdog in it. Your boots are very nice.

Your grand-daughter is smart and funny!!!

Joseph said...

"I'll give you a swift kick" he says with a sneer.