A rare sighting of the Jaime ETS. Stella, sometimes. Stanley, all the time. Mountain Hounds just wore her out.
The following weekend was our annual VAGA Golf Tournament. Check out the slideshow at the VAGA Blog. It was crazy hot. Staying cool was the priority of the day.
My idea of golfing would be from an Adirondack with a beer in hand.
Well, it’s been a year since we lost Lucas. Maybe the girls understood too and are consoling each other. They have been really scoochy with each other lately.
This is what happens when I forget to fill up the bird feeder. Hey mister, we’re hungry out here. I guess he thinks showing me the ‘family jewels’ is the secret to getting me to fill up the feeder. This would drive Bella absolutely batty. Our guys didn’t bother getting off the couch.
They might be segregated on the couch, but they all drink out of the same water bowl.
