My human has only one twos, one twos (twos) legs, doesn't think like us and he has been called weirds. I like that in a familys man. He is stubborns like me. He likes his beer dark. He could be called an Eclectic Peeps. Most of all, he loves me and I like that. DeltaBunny will journal our lives togethers in the small Delta town of Rio Vista, California.

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25 January 2006

PEA SOUP/ANOTHER FOG DOG/MY WHOLE DAD

Before our walk this mornin' Dad asked me if I liked pea soup. I like chicken soup and the beefy stuff, but I don't know if I like pea soup. 'Let's see', he said.

First we checked the weather.


Hey, Dad! They're talkin' about that F-dog. Looks okay to me.


Hey, where'd everythin' go? Maybe it's
better at the Hollow. I sure hope so...




Whoooa...Guess not. Hope Dad doesn't fall in.
Glad he's wearin' his 'Rescue Me First' jacket.


I finally got a picture of my whole male human. Luckily I remembered to retrieve my spy camera.


I got to play Lassie. I had to lead Dad home.
He lost his way. Arf! Arf!


I think I like pea soup. I feel like I'm walkin' In a cloud. Coooool! Ahhrrrooooooo!

5 comments:

IndyPindy said...

Wow Freda, I could barely see you! That's wild!

Freda said...

Hey Indy,

Pretty cool stuff, heh? That's our famous Tule fog. Named after my buddy, Tule. Arf, Arf!

Woof!

Freda

The Whippy Curly Tails said...

Great photos!

Glad you were there to lead the way!!!!

Big head pets & belly rubs to you Freda.

The Whippy Curly Tails in the Toasty South

Furkids In Hong Kong said...

That last pic is brill!

Now that is what I call fog.

Take care!

Freda said...

Other parts of the country get snow durin' the winter months. We get fog and lots of rain. I wish fog tasted like chicken, then I could just lie out in the fog and chew away. Yum, yum! Of course I'm only arfin'. Fog tastes like pea soup. Like I said, I don't like pea soup.

Woof!

Freda