It got pretty busy around here last weekend. The Orange haired person was in the kitchen making stuff; later I was offered a taste of what they called "Paska."
It was OK; I'd rather have chicken or Greenies.
The next day everyone left for a bit, then came back and went outside into the garden.
I always like it when they do that, because usually they will play stick with me.
I really got the stick big time in this shot!
Bernie played a trick on me: He acted like he was going to play stick...
Hart as usual just kept to himself. He doesn't even try to play stick.
Then it happened.
That damn squirrel was BACK!
I knew I should have kept an eye on that tree! He came down while I was just taking a break, just for a little while.
Blondie said it was the Easter Squirrel.
I think she is nuts.