Occasionally I do go outside. I likes Spring.
Mouse is panting because she has been chasing a MOUSE, I am going to help her catch it.
She is staring it down now.
|(the picture of innocence)|
No Mommy, we aren't chasing anything. We are just playing with each other.
It ran in this azalea.
Artemisia thinks she can wiggle in after it.
Where did it go?
With Mommy's help the varmint got away.