Last Saturday’s post, evoked this comment:
Looking good in sepia, Hawk! Whats got you looking so intently in that direction?
I was watchin’ my Human Papa watchin’ the sunset.
Sunday’s post brought these questions:
Are you winking at me, Mr???
Oz theTerrier said..
Hawk, do you know what a cool dude you really are? Is that why your winking? Sorry I didn’t make it by yesterday, pal. Happy Sunday. Oz
Hey handsome Hawk – you winking at all the ladies out there?
Got the sun in your eyes huh? Nice! Love Dolly wink wink
Oh, who are you winking at, Hawk? A lady-friend
I’m winkin’ at all of you, my friends! Oh, and my Human too.
On Mischief Monday, when I didn’t get a treat I got this comment…
What do you mean…NO TREAT! Give her the tail!
Rooooo did you say *treat*? I’m coming over *Waggy tail*
Did you get the treat?
Stop on by for a visit
Sorry, no treats…ignoring the Humans is not a good idea…that’s what I learned.
Hawk! Tell your mama to give you a Jones Natural Chew hoof! Then you’ll speak to her again.
My Human won’t let me have hoof. Seems that some of my long passed brothers and sisters used to like to steal the hoof trimmings when the blacksmith to shoe the horses. The problem wasn’t that the horses needed the trimmings from their hooves, but that my predecessors would get sick and throw up. Sigh…
But don’t despair, they got me something special at the farm co-op.
Y’all hurry back now!