(In the garden. Not the show. Nor the... nevermind).
Contemplating the role of poisen ivy in the Universe.
Our little vagabond
We hadn't been up on the hill in, um, a whole season.
But it was green & the neighbors didn't complain.
Nonetheless it looks like Seymour is plotting his next meal.
Busy day - the big dogs got a bath too. This one escaped... for now.