We have been having the rainiest, most dreary month of May. There seems to have been endless thunderstorms and our lawn is a mushy, muddy mess. The result is very little yard time for Jimmy and Wilson, shorter walks, and too much time spent cleaning feet and under-carriages. The other result is a bad case of cabin fever! Today, during a rare sunny break in the clouds, the boys got a chance to vent!
|It's mine! No! It's mine!|
|You let go first!|
|Jimmy giving his best Death Ray glare.|
|Wilson: Maybe if I poke him in the eye, it'll make him drop it!|
Next came a little one-on-one time with me doing the tugging. They can hold on so tightly you can swing them in a circle. Probably not a good idea for spinal reasons!
|Wilson: Does this picture make my nose look big?|
|Jimmy: Yuck!This thing tastes like Wilson's breath!|
The next couple of shots are a tad R rated.....just sayin'!
Whenever Jimmy is engaged in a good game of tug with me, Wilson always moves in for the hump. He knows Jimmy is too greedy to release the toy, and therefore Wilson can safely move in withhout Jimmy trying to stop him. Jimmy is usually the boss, so I guess this is Wilson's moment.
|Oh, the shock and horror on Jimmy's face!|
|Jimmy: Maybe if I just close my eyes, it will all go away!|