Posted by: mrtweeds | December 22, 2010

a dog’s life (at the farm)

mccoy has, relatively speaking, adapted to life quite well at flat hill.

he’s gotten used to the snow, even, which is no easy task for a good ole’ southern boy like himself.

some things, however, still puzzle him.

like, say, when one of the little people of the house inexplicably lay on the floor with a riding rocket on top of them.

and inexplicably stay that way for, say, 5 minutes.

i think this look says it all.



  1. Seriously, these things happen without any prompting or posing from you? Adorable.

  2. no prompting, i swear. it probably be slightly more believable if there was.

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