Porch Posing

Hello, everyone.  It's me, Cammie.  Mom took Maggie and me out front the other day to do some porch posing.  You know - get on the porch, sit on the porch, look at the camera ... it's an awful lot to ask of us.  Sigh.  She had treats, though  We are members of the Working Breed group, though, so we gave it our best shot.  It went like this:

"Yeah, yeah.  On the porch, sitting down, look at -- oh!  Mags!  The guy across the street is out!"
"He's got his disc golf thing set up!"

The guy across the street is quite the disc golf aficionado.  We love watching him practice.

"Ohh, that one took some wind!"
"Cam, wait - it's turning back around!"

"Oh, he's GOOD!"
"Isn't he?  I'd love to chase after those Frisbees - then run off with them and make him chase me.  You know, a little Siberian Rules Fetch."

Anyway, Mom let it slide - two out of three requests were good enough.  At least there were treats involved - and no hats!

Cammie!