Well, it's not exactly a lion and a lamb, but pretty close...and what you can't see is there's also a ballsy adolescent squirrel sitting on the window sill eating the seed I put out for Frankie (Frankie's a chicken-guinea. No guts. Afraid of confrontation or too nice, I can't decide which.)
(Keep in mind when viewing these photos that 1. our house is a "work in progress" and 2. our dogs are country dogs that like to swim in the pond then track mud all over the porch)
Is Charly the picture of resignation or what? He gave up trying to understand what the heck is going on around here...
