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Frankie Suave was intently surveying the lower field from the picnic perch – the table that sits in the middle of Sibe Quentin.
Frankie Suave on the picnic perch.
So much to watch from that vantage point. Rabbits are always scurrying about in the lower field. Voles scamper about. Various birds hunt for food. And, sometimes, they are joined by other wild creatures – though the really big creatures tend to get reactions from the Chief of Security.
Whatever had Frankie’s attention sure must have been interesting. Hu-Dad called him for dinner – an absolute favorite pastime of Mr. Suave – and he looked a little concerned about leaving his post even for food.
Can you bring my dinner down to the picnic table? You know, like a picnic?
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So perhaps he has been promoted to security manager by security Chief Kiska
Oh god that face!!!!!!!! Reminds me of why I considered adopting him at one point now too! So expressive!
Great shot from behind. Love the tail curl !
Oh boy-poor Frankie having to decide which is better-his food or watching the CRITTERS!!!! LOVE his facial expression!!