Hick has been up to his old tricks again. Dashing out after supper, saying he's going to Goodwill. I don't know why that man needs so many tchotchkes. They're not even INDOOR tchotchkes! Here's what he showed up with most recently.
As in keeping with his signature style in picture composition...Hick made sure to get LOTS of background, and made the subject of his photo appear in the center, very tiny in comparison. Let's not forget those pictures of The Pony on the campus of the University of Oklahoma.
Hick announced his latest purchase by asking me, "Did you like our new dog?" He did this on purpose, you see, because earlier in the day, he had been talking about a 5-month old Husky that was being given away on Facebook. I distinctly remember, because I told him that would be his chickens' funeral if he brought home such a spirited fleabag. Hick further goaded me to "look out on the porch" to see the new dog. I was growing apprehensive. But then I saw the fake Fido.
Don't mind the chewed-up framing of the front door. Poor dumb (now-disappeared) Ann was the nervous sort, and liked to nibble. We have matching porch posts and porch-step rails.
So...a few days later, while I was still working (!) and The Pony was enjoying his graduated self, he let Puppy Jack out to play. The Pony ran to the porch to sit in the rocking chair, and Jack heaved his long little body up the steps. The Pony is not one to let a photo opportunity go to waste. When I called him to say I was on the way home, and see if he wanted anything from the gas station chicken store, he said
"I have the best picture of Jack! You're not going to believe how cute it it!"
Yes. The Pony inherited his father's photography skills.
No DNA test necessary.
As a bonus, I present, "Pony Selfie With Puppy Jack, Turkey in Background."
I'm sure The Pony only regrets that his arm was not longer.