Day 890: Friday Mornin Feedin Frenzy & Fun (Before & After)

Me and the Bleu woke the Mom up early this mornin, wif the excitement that we could no longer conceal... on a counta we knew The Herd was just on the other side of our bedroom door!

It's not yet quite daylight, but the sky is beautiful and clear... and the temperature is brisk and cold!

Best fing about early mornins in the country is sniffin all the critters what have passed this way over night. We have seen dozens of deer... and after dark last night, they were snortin at us as we took our "last call"!

I could stay out here all mornin... or until my tummy begins to growl!

I fink there is not much better inside place than the Kitchen at Campo Blanco. I mean... It is good INSIDE sniffin!!!

Add the Frenzy, and it is one hip and excitin place to be... especially this time of day!

Today our Kitchen is under the direction of Master Chef Tom... of Mister T Day Spa fame... and he is also the most special uncle EVER... to me and the Bleu!

No pitchers of the actual feed bowl dispersal, but I'll tell you... We all enjoyed it, and made quick work of cleanin the bowls! Then we were out for After Tasty Breakfast Foods Constitutional!

The Bleu utilizes the time to hone his 'lookin cute' skills...

I, on the other paw, am on a business trip.

The Mom says it's kinda hard to photograph us when we are leashed up, so I frow her a tiny bone by turnin my head for the pitcher.

Enough. Let's go!

I LOVE bein here, but every chance I get... I check out the trolley. If it is to depart, I want to make sure I have my ticket handy. Just sayin.

Beyond the cooperative head turn a minute ago, I am really not in the mood for the flashy beast... so I set about duckin my head and foilin the shots... 

There is a delay between the setup and actual capture, and I am a master at dodgin the full face shot... so the Mom is frilled when she spin us in a wide circle wif hope to catch a side glance!

The Bleu is usually pretty cooperative wif the pitchers, so long as it only involves his own self... His only photogenic fault is that the pitcher must be framed perfectly in order to fit Big Boy in his entirety. Just sayin.

And I guess I had a lapse in my awareness on a counta the Mom zipped around in front of me for this shot!

It's ok... we're on our way back to the warmf of the inside. I hear talk of roasted bird and other good eats, as well as naps and a long walk! It's hard to say what I'm lookin forward to more!

Wishin you a Golden Black Friday!!!