We went on another walkie yesterday. It was the other end of the one we went on the other day (with the ducks). Everything was going just fine, we were having fun, sniffing pee-mail, checking the million of poops on the trail, and pulling our pawrents across the iced up spots. Then suddenly mom goes nuts AGAIN and decides we need a picture. Really mom, like the 9 million we already have isn't enough? But you know the old saying about "if mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy"
Murphy & Stanley