Friday, June 12, 2009

Directions to town.

Deer. Ranch. Trees. Trees. Deer. Guy on a lawnmower. River. Goats. Trees. Trees. Town.

I love going to breakfast. But I think that's going to stop. My human is getting rid of the truck. I doubt he'll take me with him to town on the motorcycle. At least not until I figure out how to bond with him on a molecular level.

I am working on that.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

One word, "sidecar".

A Fan in Va.