He’s gorgeous, so sleek, and shiny, and although he is getting a little on the chunky side, that’s OK, it’s just winter weight. Right?
Every time I see him come through my garden gate, my heart does a little dip, kind of like it does when I see Gar.
Bootsie has my heart, and when he plays peek-a-boo gardening with me, he steals my heart all over again.
He loves it when we are working on our deck, with the patio doors open. He can come and go as he pleases. Tearing through the garden outside of the deck, playing in the rustling leaves. Batting at the rain puddles, stalking but never getting near the birds.
Doing his, “now you see me, now you don’t” routine.
“Peek – boo.”
Bootsie I love you!