A Prank in the Pasture ~ Act I

Sunday morning with the boys – it's my favorite part of the weekend. No chores to do, no errands to run, no trips to Walmart on the horizon – just me, my pals, and my camera.

But something wasn't quite right when I walked out to join everybody yesterday. Hank and George were outside the corral, and Alan was inside.



Somebody had pushed the gate closed, and judging by which way the gate swings, it didn't take a CSI team to figure out it was George.



Why Alan didn't just push it the other direction to get out remains to be seen. I opened the gate, and all was right with the world. Alan was greatly relieved to be reunited with his best buddy, albeit a little ticked off. He proceeded directly to his jollyball and picked it up, inviting George to play.

George obliged, of course...

...then Alan took the game back out the gate.

Hank suspected something was brewing and hurried his little buddies into some wide open space.

A little jostling ensued...

...then George took the game a little too far and went for Alan's ear.

Having already fallen victim to one of George's pranks this morning, Alan had reached the end of his rope. He dropped the ball, then all hell broke loose.

Join us tomorrow for Act II.