I’ve still got a few of these left to post. Tomorrow should get me through the last of them.
Ohh I wish I were an Oscar Meyer Wiener…
This guy wins twice: first off, he’s batdog. Second, he’s the Adam West version.
The little head tilt really makes the picture. It was triggered by the squeaky toy I keep in my backpack.
These two were just there to enjoy the sun and giggle at all the costumes.
Someone was just a teensy bit hostile. Can’t blame her… she was totally overstimulated, and probably pretty tired to boot. But she definitely wasn’t having any of me.
She kept running back to mom for protection, and then back out to bark at me.