I'm taking a nap here, but earlier in the day I had a bit of an adventure. If I accidentally pulled momma's arm out of her shoulder a teensy bit, well sorry about that.
I couldn't help it! Y'all know what it's like, right?
It all started at the Farmer's Market just up from our house...
Lots of people, fresh bread, smells, sun, breezes, dogs, and then...
A bunny right at eye level!
(this could be where the arm yanking happened, I can't remember)
Hey! that bunny (AND his vege) looks like dog food to me!
Sorry to be insensitive, but I'm a hunter by nature, see?? and I chase these critters all day long and here's one right in front of me?? It's more than a poodle can stand!
I mean this is how I usually see them, thumbing their little paws at me as they eat the clover in MY YARD.
Look at them, eating the dandelion leaves with no thought to a big bad poodle about to pounce.
They're flicking that little white tail at me, and all I have to show for it is a sniff where they were.
All those years of chasing bunnies, then one is here in front of me, on a platter so to speak! I asked the little pug mix what he thought....
He was too busy sniffing the tree area to care... then I decided to sniff the tree area too, just to be nice, and he was right it was pretty smelly!
Momma was still grumbling under her breath, all, Cole I swear if you pull me one more time... why I oughtta.... grrr.... so she needed some cooling off time.
Long story short, no bunny for Cole. Poor me.
They never buy me anything.