Ruby Tuesday – Spring Evenings on the Porch

Tartok 1

Tartok hanging out on his end of the porch (rope toy being closely monitored).

Ruby 1

And Ruby hanging out on her end of the porch.

Tartok 2

Anything fun happening on your end of the porch?

Ruby 2

Nope, nothing . . . Wait a minute.

Tartok 3

Hang on. Looks like something is happening at your end.

Ruby 3

Nothing here. Just some belly rubs from the hu-dad.

Tartok 4

Now that sounds like fun. I'm coming.

For some reason, the pictures had to stop. Something about the hu-dad did not have a free hand.

8 Comments

  1. Linda on May 2, 2012 at 3:51 am

    Belly rubs all the way around! That beats lying around and waiting for a rope toy to move on it’s on.

  2. siku marie on May 1, 2012 at 7:37 pm

    The Herd and annex need an offical photographer/videograpgher/someone to be there to capture every exciting moment!

  3. Huffle Mawson on May 1, 2012 at 6:46 pm

    Oh hu-dad. When will you learn?

  4. Kari on May 1, 2012 at 12:59 pm

    My pups our loving the new back yard

    Stop on by for a visit
    Kari
    http://dogisgodinreverse.com/

  5. jack & moo on May 1, 2012 at 11:13 am

    Ggo thing woo pups have both ends of the porch covered- never know where the action will be!

    jack & moo

  6. houndstooth on May 1, 2012 at 7:05 am

    I think your porch looks like a pretty good Sibe hangout!

  7. Ice 'n Ayla on May 1, 2012 at 6:17 am

    Looks to me like your porch is THE PLACE TO BE, for all the “Good Stuff” that happens. Like our back deck is for me ‘n Ice! (from Ayla)

  8. jane on May 1, 2012 at 5:59 am

    Lmao. Gotta get some belly running in.

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