Russ and Moose are having a grand frap in the living room. They are romping, chewing on each other, the spit is flying and a general good time is had by all. One of Russ' favorite things to do during a frap is to take off and do Cardi laps. He runs as fast as he can up, over, around and through anything and everything in sight. Moose thinks this looks like great fun and follows after Russ. Except Moose is well he's a moose, so stuff starts flying--baby toys up ended, and the fan is air borne. So I am watching this trying to decide whether to laugh or bellow STOP, when Fred comes charging into the living room.
He lets out one long low growl and both Moose and Russ stop playing and roll over. Fred grumbles something else and they both lie down and go to sleep. Hmmmmm, me thinks Fred is top dog.
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Wouldn't you have liked to know what Fred told them?! Whatever it was, must've been pretty good for them to go totally belly up like that.
Boo does that as well...some days the girls listen, and other days, Boo wanders off muttering to himself...
Oh, Rus I would love to know what Fred says as his growls have real power at the Gibson Ranch. He did it again tonight...and here I thought my bellows were the real thing!
Moose learned long ago not to mess with Uncle Fred. Even if Moose does have 10lbs on him, Fred rules with an iron paw. No frapping without permission. The wading pool belongs to Fred, he might let you come in but can kick you out at anytime. And the hose, that's all his and no one else is allowed to play with it.
Last but not least--the big tall skinny kid-that's his too. No one messes with the kid-nope, nada, not gonna happen.
Give the boys hugs for me--Music is now attempting to chase the ducks! I heard her bark at them several times this morning.
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