Hangin' in the yard

Foster mom tried to get some pics of me in Winston's yard on Sunday, but I didn't make it easy. I just couldn't stay still. She particularly enjoyed watching me stand up by the back of the fence because she said her old dog Bailey used to do that in the very same yard.

There's a large tree on one side of the yard that seemed to host the most birds and squirrels. That was the one and only place I really sat still. I stared up into the branches, eagerly trying to figure out how I might get to the little critters.

I also enjoyed trailing through the back of the yard where the trees and bushes are dense. There was so much to smell! I'd really love a forever home with a yard like this, but if you don't have one I could still be your best friend!

Foster mom likes my faux underbite in this last picture. She's so silly.