I got confused here for a minute. Well, maybe not a whole minute, but the better part of one. I thought I was on Andrew’s blog, but most of the replies are Danny’s. So I had to scoot back up to check where I was. Now that I’ve reoriented myself, all I have to say is: that’s the most handsome and adorable pic of Danny I’ve yet to see! Oh yeah, and the sly and branches are incredible, too 🙂
I was taking the day off and letting Danny speak for himself. After all, that’s all you girls wanna talk about. And when you wrote “sly” that was a Freudian slip. You were thinking of the sly old dog, Danny.
Oh I do love Danny… sorry the scenery is fabulous but he takes the biscuit.. and the turkey slice of course….
I love you too. I like biscuits, but turkey slices are oh sooooo good.
Danny! You are a handsome devil!! <3 Love the pictures surrounding you.
Of course, I’m a handsome devil … we all know that.
Oh my, what a sky! And funky tree limbs make my mind swim! But an adorable dog with a smile on his face, every time takes the cake!
Danny does take the cake, so to speak.
Yes I do continuously take the cake. So kind of you to notice.
Hey, Danny, my human is more sappy than your human! na-na-na-na-na-naaaaaaa!
Andrew, love the haunting clouds/sky & tree branches! Danny you have that squinty eye guarding the dock look! Of course, handsome too! ? Christine
I always guard the dock … someone has to do it and it sure isn’t gonna be Andrew.
I got confused here for a minute. Well, maybe not a whole minute, but the better part of one. I thought I was on Andrew’s blog, but most of the replies are Danny’s. So I had to scoot back up to check where I was. Now that I’ve reoriented myself, all I have to say is: that’s the most handsome and adorable pic of Danny I’ve yet to see! Oh yeah, and the sly and branches are incredible, too 🙂
Geez, I’m making all sort of typos today. Guess we can call it a sly sky 🙂
I was taking the day off and letting Danny speak for himself. After all, that’s all you girls wanna talk about. And when you wrote “sly” that was a Freudian slip. You were thinking of the sly old dog, Danny.