Here I am eating out of Grandpa's hand. He's an old geezer bean. Moves slow, talks quietly, and never pesters me. So when he held out some treats the other night, and called my name, I got curious.
I got treats, too.
I ate the treats.
Monday, December 26, 2016
Millie Monday
You know, Mom will tell you that I don't eat of of anybody's hand, and I don't come when anybody calls my name.
Except, you know, sometimes. Maybe.
Here I am eating out of Grandpa's hand. He's an old geezer bean. Moves slow, talks quietly, and never pesters me. So when he held out some treats the other night, and called my name, I got curious.
I got treats, too.
I ate the treats.
Here I am eating out of Grandpa's hand. He's an old geezer bean. Moves slow, talks quietly, and never pesters me. So when he held out some treats the other night, and called my name, I got curious.
I got treats, too.
I ate the treats.
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6 comments:
Millie, you are so sweet to your Grandpa.
Millie - you continue to surprise and delight, don't you?
Who knows ... one of these days, I think you're gonna climb up on the sofa not to sit next to your mom, but to get on her lap and ask her to pat you. THAT's gonna be an exciting day.
Megan
Sydney, Australia
"Sometimes maybe" is a good choice.
Grandbeans are pretty neat because they tend to be quieter and gentler.
Makes them easy to trust :)
Purrs Georgia,Julie and JJ
Good girl, Millie..........I am so glad that you were nice to your visitor.
Noela Sydney Australia
First time for everything.
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