He normally just goes onto the patio and yells for the dogs. He's yet to really venture into the grass unless I come out with him.
Yesterday morning, after breakfast Bates went out the back door and I started to clean up the breakfast mess. I saw him down at the back of the yard chasing Barley. All of a sudden he was hollering for me. It wasn't a hurt cry, more like a scared cry.
I was in the process of getting my camera anyway so I headed out the door with it.
I snapped a few pictures as he was running towards me.
Of course I scooped him up and took him in but I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this picture.
One more time, just cause it makes me laugh....
