inkjunkie
Well-Known Member
Was in the front of the property messing with the camera last evening. The Three Amigos, our three coonhonds, were in the back of the yard raising hell. Let it go on for a while as the older ones bark was not the type he makes when he is stressed out. After about 15 minutes I heard the guy behind me laughing. So me and Queenie, who has been sticking to me like glue ever since her property, my wife, left to see the grand kids. Anyhow we walk to the back, and in one of the taller trees there is a feral cat...with the three of them standing on the tree howling...