Frankie Friday

Fence

Anyone out there want to play?

Rusty

I will leave that to you young pups.

Cheoah

I hear you, but kinda napping here.

QNTE

I have queenly duties to attend to.

QTip

I am still looking for that noise I heard yesterday,

Kiska

I am hunting rabbits – or turkeys – or something.

Frankie

Sigh – The life of the youngster.

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7 Comments

  1. Ice 'n Ayla on December 7, 2012 at 2:37 pm

    Ayla sez “Awwww, poor Frankie! I may be 8-years-old now, but I’d still LOVE to be able to play with you!”

  2. A Husky Life on December 7, 2012 at 1:51 pm

    That is so cute! Rocco matured almost overnight when he turned 3 and all of a sudden he started “rolling” his eyes at playful youngsters. He plays only when HE decides the mood is right LOL

  3. The Ao4 on December 7, 2012 at 12:57 pm

    I”M GAME!!!
    Play bows,
    Zim

  4. houndstooth on December 7, 2012 at 8:33 am

    I’m betting that Cheoah can’t resist for long!

  5. RumpyDog! on December 7, 2012 at 7:16 am

    I hear ya dude…… I’m one of those hunting for yesterday’s news kinda guys too!

  6. jane on December 7, 2012 at 7:04 am

    Yeah being young means all you want to do is play, play, play. My bruce is like that all day and night long. He is almost 2. Hugs and kisses to the herd and please someone play with frankie.

  7. Kimberly Parker on December 7, 2012 at 3:10 am

    Cuties all! Love them!

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