This is a picture of my brother, Mike, and his little grandson ice fishing. Sometimes I forget he's a grandfather because he will always be my little brother. His birthday is on Christmas Eve.
Tatum, my great-grandson, he's almost 8. He's standing alongside the Yellowstone River. I love this boy - he's very kind and thoughtful as well as he loves sports and scouts. I wish I was a little closer in miles. We live about 120 miles apart.
A photo I snapped at the vet's office. The girl on the left works there, it's a busy place with three vets. The cat on the counter is the boss.
I may have posted this before but I'm posting it again because it makes me laugh. Hope it will make you laugh, too. I call it little puff butt.