Well, maybe I did, 'cause Ruth certainly did something fiendish this morning with her sharp little teeth. I was happily snoozing, so didn't catch her in the act and couldn't tell her she must never, ever do that again.
This act, still in progress as I write, doesn't appear to be devilish.
Or this one.
The girls guard the door, in case Beelzebub turns up.
Mind you, I'm headed out into the big bad world a bit later, to the Post Office and a couple of meetings. No telling what I'll encounter when I leave the forest.
Cute Ruth picture of the day:
Like many people, she chills out on the weekend with a nice cold brew. In this case, Rolling Rock.
Okay, don't turn me in to the ASPCA--we took it away from her as soon as I shot the photo. And we didn't give it to her. She stole that empty beer bottle off the top of the recycling bin!
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