Mistaken Identity

If you come from a large family and have a lot of brothers and sisters, you certainly remember moments of mistaken identity. Trust us that it happens in large canine families, too.

Frankie on his picnic table surveying Sibe Quentin.

Frankie on his picnic table surveying Sibe Quentin.

After all of the rain earlier this week, we were enjoying the sunny weather yesterday. Other than a couple of short trips inside, we were sprawled in out favorite napping spots. Hu-Dad would check on us periodically like when he took the picture above of Frankie in his favorite picnic table perch. After snapping that photograph, Hu-Dad scanned the yard for the rest of us.

Uh, Hu-Dad, I am in my other favorite napping spot under the Tree of Life.

Uh, Hu-Dad, I am in my other favorite napping spot under the Tree of Life.

Wait a minute. How can Frankie be in two places at once?

Get your vision checked, Hu-Dad. A case of mistaken identity.

Get your vision checked, Hu-Dad.

1 Comments

  1. Mom, Ice 'n Ebby on December 5, 2015 at 4:04 am

    Mom sez: Well, I got fooled, too. I’d have sworn I was looking at the back side of my favourite “Herd” member, Frankie! Almost looks like Ty is beginning to fill out a bit!

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