Spring rains bring new life to the yard.
And as the fresh green leaves reach toward the sun,
a puppy runs madly across the wet landscape.
The society garlic is wounded.
Bark is chewed from the stumps.
Succulents must be removed from the pool edge.
The yard donk is no watchman.
Silly puppy is now called "the JackMonkey".
Big brother Bruce has been contributing to the delinquency of a minor.
This is his "Whatchu talkin' 'bout, Willis?" face.
Anyone remember what Bruce did when he was a puppy?
Mama's Boy is always forgiven.
The JackMonkey will be, too.
Dirty deeds and all.
Who can resist that tiny pink licker???