Lucy's meal was waiting for her as I put her back. A nice, fat, juicy quail!
A bag was on the barn door, with a note saying that there was a mouse inside. I guess someone nearby knows about us and caught a mouse in her house. What a nice gesture. But when I thought about it, I realized that Sundays are fast days for the birds and this mouse would lay around until Monday. So I got Junior's attention and threw the mouse down for him. He wasted no time at all swooping down to take it. He treated it like a live mouse, snapping at its neck to break it, and then swallowed it whole. Atta boy!
We are watching Mom's dog this week, and Boomer came along for the ride to pick her up.
He found a nice toy that Bailey doesn't really like. He actually played today.
Looks a bit like W. C. Fields, don't he?
Boomer's fans will be pleased with this newest pic. Taken tonight, it shows how much he has filled out. Still bony in the hips, he has nonetheless plumped up enough to sort of resemble a real dog.