I escaped the fenced garden, crossed an icy canal (I am very lucky that the ice was thick enough to hold me!), chased a fox, rolled in something smelly, chased a cat, and made my mommy cry. I am a brat. (Look at this face, you can’t be angry at this face!)
You’re right, that face is priceless.
Sounds like my fence-climbing brat & a master of the sulky sad face!
What an adventure! This sweet dog isn’t afraid of anything.
Now THAT is a fur person. Look at those eyes!
Love those eyes xoxoxoxo 🙂