A Boy and His Dog (and Mom too)

Remember how I love this dude?  Sometimes I feel a bit sorry for Corban because he probably does get the attention of the stereotypical middle child but I seriously don't think he notices or really cares.  Dakota gets to go out on dates with her daddy most Sunday evenings and Corban never complains about staying home with me eating scraps while they nosh on biscuits and cornbread at Cracker Barrel.  Yesterday I bought Corban a frozen corn dog at Kroger (he thought that was a real treat!) and Dakota told me it wasn't fair that I didn't buy her one.  My intent isn't to make her look bad but rather to point out that he's pretty easy to please.

So anyway, I was editing and loading my Easter photos during Sage's nap yesterday and he wanted to play outside.  I told him to stay where I could see him.  Pretty soon the dog came around and he started playing with her and it was too sweet not to capture from my vantage point:

He then came inside and saw that I had the camera out and asked if he could take some pictures of me and with me.  I was going to try and photoshop my crazy eyebrows and my metal filling and Corban's snotty nose but whatev, this is real life folks...

In an unrelated story, we were eating dinner on our porch last night when we had this crazy wildlife sighting; scared the dickens out of me...