Not too long ago Rufus and I got to spend
an extra long weekend with Weesie and Big T!They just love it when we come to visit,
and we love it too!
They're always good for
lots of love, walks, and treats.
Big T Giving Us Some Love!
See How We Make Him Smile!
Watch how Rufus and I work it:
We sit down and stare,
and then Big T or Weesie turn inside out
trying to do what we want!
trying to do what we want!
Four Eyes Working on Big T
Guess What We Want!
And what do you think Weesie was doing???
Taking pictures
of it all.
We just plop
and let her do her thing ~ Again!
And while she's taking
a picture of this cottonwood or that,
she's telling us if it's
a boy tree or a girl tree.
Who does that???
< boy tree, btw.
I suppose I shouldn't tease her.
After all, she did haul me out of the water,
while hanging on to Rufus with his leash,
and holding her camera in her teeth.
Truth is, I'm not quite as agile as I used to be;
having a little trouble with my hip
and frustrating inches around the middle.
Getting older isn't for the faint of heart.
And Weesie did drive us to the park,
so I could do all my walking there.
She finally found some leaves that made her happy:
Where else?
Girls rule!
Weesie
Guess What We Want!
And just look at the eyes I fix on Weesie!
Really how long could you resist me?
Telepathy at Work
What did I tell you?
We are going on a walk!
Ready to Walk
Lots of times Weesie and Big T both walk us.
It's alway Big T and Rufus,
and Weesie and me
(We girls like to stick together!).
Rufus with Big T
Of course it is always Weesie with her camera
which means I don't get to star in many photos with her.
Although I have to admit that
Weesie goes after me a lot
with my fetching blonde eyelashes
and my striking brown eyes.
Gracie (Me)!!!
When Big T retired, he morphed into this social butterfly.
He's running here, there, and everywhere,
playing pickle ball every day.
And Weesie ~
now she's this writer
on her computer for hours
every day!
But I just park by her feet
and give her the look.
She'll get the message!
She'll get the message!
She will walk Rufus and me
for miles!
Now if you want to see something funny,
you should see Weesie walking us
while trying to photograph everything that moves and doesn't!
Walking with Weesie
She will hold our leashes in her left hand
and her camera in her right as she shoots.
God help us if she spots something like
the pronghorns on the prairie!
The only thing we can do is flop down and wait!
But I surprised her!!!
We were walking down along Piney Creek,
and Weesie was shooting everything in sight.
Granted, she was good
about letting us check out
all the great smells
and doggie messages.
But really?
A leaf in dead grass?
Weesie had us sitting on the bridge forever,
while she was trying to take yet another photo of another leaf.
Those little cottonwood leaves weren't even nice ones!
I decided to shake things up a little
and pulled a fast one on Weesie ...
Shocked the hell heck
out of Weesie! LOL!
out of Weesie! LOL!
Then sprayed her! LOL!
(After she dragged me out!)
(After she dragged me out!)
And what do you think Weesie was doing???
Taking pictures
of it all.
We just plop
and let her do her thing ~ Again!
And while she's taking
a picture of this cottonwood or that,
she's telling us if it's
a boy tree or a girl tree.
Who does that???
< boy tree, btw.
I suppose I shouldn't tease her.
After all, she did haul me out of the water,
while hanging on to Rufus with his leash,
and holding her camera in her teeth.
Truth is, I'm not quite as agile as I used to be;
having a little trouble with my hip
and frustrating inches around the middle.
Getting older isn't for the faint of heart.
And Weesie did drive us to the park,
so I could do all my walking there.
She finally found some leaves that made her happy:
Where else?
On a girl tree!
Girls rule!
Right, Sophie Doodle?
Winkers!
Weesie
drove us home.
And Big T came to our rescue.
Big T always comes through!
Bet you guessed this story ended with some treats!
And some naps!
I rested easy, knowing I've still got it!
