No friends to play with.....
I can't even go very far in the yard
I'd play with anything right now, even this old stick.
Are you listening, Mom???? Please come outside and play with me.
Freddie's Mom writes: It is 7:00 a.m., but oh, all right, lemme get some jeans on...
This man and his animal friends were panhandling in Moab, UT one sunny afternoon a couple weeks ago. (I, Freddie, was not there....this is my mom's story....from when she went away to have a good time with her birding friends and LEFT ME ALL ALONE....but I digress).
So, this person was walking down the street, with the dog and cat on leashes. Whenever he stopped, the cat jumped up on dog's back. If there was anyone interested in looking at his talented animals, the man would pull a rat/mouse out of his jacket, and it would climb around on the cat's neck.
Of course my mom absolutely had to stop for a little photo shoot (and give the guy a couple of bucks.).
While the fellow obviously has a nice way of training dogs, cats and rats, he wasn't so inspired in naming them.
The dog was Marley. The cat was Kitty. The rat was Mousy
Ah well, the animals were sweet things; nicely groomed and well-fed. I guess they make a living....
