Sunday, October 11, 2009

Sunday Morning Dawg

The dog follows Milady around, because in his eyes she is the end-all and be-all. Wherever she goes, he follows. When she's in her closet, he sits by the door, patiently guarding the opening.

It's a cool rainy morning in Central Louisiana. Under 60 degrees on the back porch with a fine misting rain.

1 comment:

Flintlock Tom said...

A fearsome sentry, that one.