My sweet Lucy standing in the outlines of what will be my bedroom someday. She really was good on mowing day. She was so funny when I mowed down to the bridge in my backyard she came along and was walking in front of the mower and kept glancing off to the right of the path. I figured she was just hearing the mower throw old twigs out in the brush. Then a squirell ran out as fast as it could go in front of the mower and Lucy was abosolutely terrified of it. lol She ran all the way home to the porch. I think she tought the squirell was "out to get her". LOL
The aforementioned bridge:
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