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.