I was out planting flowers today and had Rockefeller on the tie out. To say he’s not an outside dog is an understatement. I actually missed the best photo op. I couldn’t find him for a minute until I saw him hiding in the dirt (why would he lie his white belly on the cool, clean grass?) , completely concealed by a hostas. I ran inside to get the camera and of course he moved on me…but he still looked like a little dog lost in the jungle.
Hear me ROAR!
Yes. I am that tough.
Hope you are enjoying your weekend too!