Qannik. Mr. Suave and Sophisticated. Handsome. Ladies Man. Anyone have any doubts?

Don’t hate me because I am gorgeous.

After a long day of hiking, the humans stopped at their favorite sports bar on the way to the house. We were napping in the car. Some ladies in the restaurant asked permission to meet The Herd. Q-tip, ever the greeter, was more than happy to oblige with kisses and loving in return for their attention. Anyone who has ever met The Herd can attest to Q’s always happy willingness to say hello to everybody.

After the human’s meal, Hu-dad was preparing us for the ride up the mountain to our house when he noticed something peculiar.

Is that lipstick on your muzzle, Q?

So, Q, what do you have to say for yourself?

A gentleman never tells.