It's been a few weeks since we checked in on the
chuckleheads dogs. They were racing around like maniacs the other evening and I don't think there's a single photo that's actually in focus.
First, they hear something. Deer, I think.
Then they catch the scent.
They're out there, Walt's sure of it.
You know who else is out there?
She's not putting up with any crap, though.
So Walt backs off and the pair of them patrol, keeping the woods safe for one more day.
And btw, Miss Maisie is celebrating her 8th birthday today.
She has expressed a birthday wish: