Forgot to mention that Mommy took the picture of the big dood before I came to be her own little love bunny. In fact, Mother has lots of pictures of those large critters . . . even babies . . . and they used to hang out in our yard before other folks blocked their corridors which pretty much keeps them out these days.

Except for a lame one we call Tiny Tim, my mom named the rest of them Chico, and they all must think that’s cool because they scatter when told to “Shoo, Chico.” We think they are very sweet and more often than not prefer them to two footed animals called “people.” Ugh!

Lovingly,
Harley McGuire