We took Lumi out for a romp with the kids. He is a big, active boy who needs a lot of play to keep him fit as well as calm in that boring house of ours. We’re doing our best to keep him from eating the sofa.
With our Monster High toddler who continues to perfect Hello Kitty face with Minty’s makeup set, Lumi was not bothered.
Minty works her pout. Lumi was not at all concerned. He is so resilient to top model hopefuls, that pup.
A quick chew on the the chew-toro and he’s off.
Stubborn bitch, that Tosca. She wanted no part of paddock play. Sure “the great zap” of 2012 may be a contributing factor, but she really wanted to come along. Even the cheese in my pocket wasn’t convincing enough. It must be the new charger. Sorry Toss-Pot!
Then … the GrayCute files:
CHARGE!
THWARTED!
If at first you don’t succeed …
You want some if that?
HAH!
DOH!
Oooo! Aged cow poo!
Hey! Foamy pink ball!
All the CURTIS children stood still for a moment. The telephone pole helped. Lumi is nibbling Z’s jammy pants.
